Marleen Nish
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A 39-year-old college freshman. Open to all subscritptions, heart reactions, reads, shares, and tips. Open to all constructive criticism as well.
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Face Of Horror
Hello all! I have entered a contest, called Face of Horror. My link is everywhere throughout this story and title, https://faceofhorror.org/2022/marleen-nish. The first round started yesterday Sept, 6th, 2022, and goes through Sept, 15th, 2022. If I get enough DAILY votes I will move onto the second round from the 15th through the 22nd (according to the rules, I am assuming the 15th is a half day.) Again, if I get enough votes I will move on to the third round from Sept 22nd through the 29th. The fourth round is from Sept 29th through Oct, 6th 2022. The fifth round is from Oct 6th through the 13th. The sixth round from Oct 14th through the 16th (I'm not sure if they just realized they were splitting days or just gave us the full day at this point.) The seventh round is from Oct 17th through the 27th. The eighth round is from Oct 28th through Nov, 3rd, 2022 and the Ninth & final round is from Nov, 3rd through the 10th where they will announce the winner. The winner will get a life-changing 13K, a photo op with the actor who plays Jason Voorhees in Jason, a 2 or 3-night stay at Buffalo Bill's house from Silence of the Lambs (the one with the well), and a walk on role to a horror movie. If I win this contest I would finally be able to start my SFX mask-making business & catch up on my bills. Please click on the link & vote. You can vote once daily for free. If you use the Facebook verification then you do not even have to put in your card info. Thanks in advance. The link is: https://faceofhorror.org/2022/marleen-nish
By Marleen Nish3 years ago in Horror
Dream Job
My argument is about the purchasing of FX Mask Making products, and whether it is cheaper to buy the items in kits or their individual prices. First, let me tell you what FX masks are, why I want to make them, and why it is important enough for me to argue about the pricing. FX masks (also known as, special effects masks) are what you see in the movies or the masks you see on Halloween, or at a football game. Being drawn to the macabre and weird, the crazy and the cute things, masks have always piqued my interest. There are shows on TV that introduced me to the making of masks, I have wanted to know how to make them ever since. I already do FX make-up looks on myself and a few friends, I have a Facebook Group page to show off my FX make-up looks. I intend to start making masks and selling them, so naturally, I need to find the cheapest startup cost for trial-and-error purposes, as well as personal finance purposes.
By Marleen Nish4 years ago in Journal
Evaluation of a Raspberry Zinger
I chose Raspberry Zingers to evaluate today. To say they are displeasing is putting it mildly. However, I remember them from the years 2000-2007, things have changed since then, to put it mildly. I used to work at Wonder/Hostess Bakery Outlets until they went bankrupt in 2007. I remember them vividly as these delicious unhealthy snacks, though that was years ago when it seems everything tasted better. Eating several a week, and sometimes that was all I ate that week, I have vivid memories of these delicious snacks. I am not certain how many years they disappeared for, but they are back at it again. Clearly with new recipes as well.
By Marleen Nish4 years ago in Feast
Having disabilities that are not “Disabilities”
I do not know how people do this every day. You who deal with this as well, are the true warriors. I am currently dealing with “the system”, seeking employment in a field I have zero experience in as a 39-year-old woman which seems is next to impossible. “You need a degree”, ok I am working with vocational rehabilitation to get a degree in Business, Check. “We need experience.” Not sure how to get that when no one will take a chance on you. I am extremely intelligent and have “superior” hands-on and reasoning skills. Doesn’t matter. So, I am left unemployed, hunting for someone that can work with my “disabilities.” What are my issues? Well, plantar fasciitis with bone spurs... not a disability but, you can't walk or stand for more than 2 hours. Tendonitis... not a disability but, your ankle can give out on you in a stabbing blinding pain whenever it feels like it. Major depressive disorder is a disability, but you can’t receive any financial assistance outside of vocational rehabilitation with it. Moderate Anxiety disorder, a disability but again, no financial assistance available.
By Marleen Nish4 years ago in Journal
Heartbroken
So, I got a dream job at a bookstore! I was so excited; I did my makeup all fancy and I was happy. Even though it was only going to be 20 hours a week at $12. I was still excited to be working with books. I was thrilled, just thinking “I get to work with books". I thought it would be great as it worked around my college schedule. The interviewer said they could accommodate me, as I have plantar fasciitis, tendinitis, sciatica, and a herniated L4-L5. As well as anxiety and depression. So, I show up yesterday at 10 am, as the recruiter said to do, and they haven’t put me in the system yet. They worked with me as I had all the documentation as proof. They had me work 4 hours yesterday. Let me just say… it hurt, as I was on my feet for 4 hours straight. I can normally only handle 2 hours on my feet at a time…at most. It was very similar to working at the warehouse. I started by packing books in boxes to ship out (which I have done at 3 prior jobs, 2 of which were warehouse). Then they had me put the “curbside pick-up” books in their designated spots (which I have done in one warehouse). And then go and pick the books off the shelves to be packaged (again, I have done that in a warehouse job). So, I was underwhelmed by the entire job. The recruiter told me I would be working the register, stocking the store, and and prepping books. I did not work the register, or stock products in the store. I also didn’t think she meant that style of preparation. I could handle all of that though…. If my body allowed it. Which is it won't. Today I was supposed to go in at 8 am. I can barely walk across the living room as I am in so much pain. It feels like I am walking on swollen bruises with a knife stabbing the heels and left ankle. So, I called them this morning and informed them the recruiter misinformed me about accommodations, as those types of jobs can’t accommodate my needs. And since I wasn’t even in the system, to go ahead and put yesterday as Volunteer work. I am truly saddened because I was so excited to work there and my body will not allow such work. I am going to physical therapy, podiatrist, and pain management. But nothing has worked yet. I am doing my stretches & exercises to no avail. I am in desperate need of a solid income as well. I was counting on that extra 800 a month. I am working with Rover & Uber Eats, but barely making my bills. I am behind in my bills by $800 as of Aug. the 14th. I am truly heartbroken that I can’t find a decent-paying job that works for my ailments. I need a sitting position, where I am not answering phones all day. I’ve tried that before and my anxiety decided it was too much for me. All I want is to be a contributing member of society and have some type of savings account. To be debt-free & stress-free, financially speaking. If anyone can help financially, I would be extremely grateful. If anyone knows of shoes, or remedies that can help any or all of my ailments that would be greatly appreciated as well. I am not a fan of asking for help, I was raised to be independent & rely on only myself. Not being able to, is killing my spirit. I am truly, epically, heartbroken.
By Marleen Nish4 years ago in Journal
A Shark in the pool
“There are no sharks in pools!” Anna shouted, “you’re just being dumb!” proceeded by sticking her tongue out at me and running away. Shaking my head in defeat wondering why no one would believe me. I know I saw it; I just KNOW it was real! I told my mom immediately and she just laughed and said I have an active imagination. It’s not like I’m a kid anymore, I’ve been 12 for 3 months now! When I told Dad, he shook his head at me and said sharks can’t live in pools. That the chlorine would kill them. Even Grandma with all her wisdom and understanding didn’t believe me! What was I supposed to do, just stop talking about it to everyone? It really happened! I remember it like it was yesterday, mostly because it was yesterday. But SOMEONE should believe me!
By Marleen Nish5 years ago in Fiction
The Old Red Barn
When I was a child, my mother and I would see these old, dilapidated barns in the middle of nowhere and dream about fixing them up. We would laugh and say it had good bones when that was all that was left. We would talk about how everything would look, from the log cabin exterior to the flat stone flooring and plush rugs. A huge kitchen with double ovens and spacious bathrooms with huge sunk-in claw foot tubs. Today I bought one! I went out and paid in full, for the 30 acres of land and the dilapidated old red barn with a white house with grey shutters. The house is a move-in ready 1 story, 3 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, with an attic. It has my kitchen with the double ovens and the master bedroom has my sunk-in claw foot tub! There are 27 acres of wheat farm run by those before me. I kept them on as part of the deal to purchase the house. My goal obviously is to repair the barn & get a few cows. The first step, buy lumber and tools. You can’t repair a building without tools after all.
By Marleen Nish5 years ago in Fiction
My Dream Life
What fulfills oneself? This has so many meanings to everyone. For some, it is simply to make money. For others, it is to have a family. For myself, it is through helping others feel good about themselves. As a cosmetologist, seeing my client's reactions to their new look thrills me beyond words. My favorite is when they just can't stop looking in the mirror with a smile on their face. Constantly touching their hair or swishing it back and forth. Like many others, I have an equivalent to that for myself. For me, it is through FX makeup looks. Turning my own face into a creature from the beyond, or a movie, anime, imagination, etc. Transforming myself, makes me smile (or growl) into the mirror. As I am not one to take pictures of myself, even I find it easy to do so after a makeup look or challenge. Branching into prosthetics takes it that much further. As I see myself transform into another being entirely.
By Marleen Nish5 years ago in Humans
Crafts from "Awesome"
Crafts from “awesome” to “why haven’t I finished that yet”. You start these crafts thinking you will spend thirty minutes on them, then reality hits. Three days later you have either an amazing piece or are still wondering where your motivation disappeared to. This obviously does not apply to those with maximum energy, strong will, strong focus, and enough time in their lives to actually complete things immediately. But for the majority... I suspect that you not only understand but, you feel these statements deeply.
By Marleen Nish5 years ago in Motivation
Pain
I smile through it all, most do not know I am in pain. Ever since I was little I have felt pain. Growing up I felt severe growing pains, so much so that I slept the majority of my youth. As I got older, emotional pain was introduced, in the form of loved ones lost. Continuing on, I had pain in the medical feild. Both ACL's replaced, a menisucus repalcement, and patella adjustment on my right knee. Herniated discs in my vertebra. Pain from being overweight, trying every diet, every pill, and even going as far as surgery. I have not let one of these incidences slow me down for longer than to heal. I have continued to make people laugh throughout it all. I am currently experiencing plantar fasciitis in both of my feet with bone spurs in my heels. I am sad to say, it is wearing me down more than usual. When it feels like you are walking on a swollen bruise with a nail at its center, jamming deep with every step. It becomes hard to be other people's light and laughter. The challenge is to pretend the pain isn't there. That it does not exist at all, I know every single person is fighting their own battles. Because I know that, I try to not share my pain. I try to live through it and continue on. I recently had to quit my job because of my pain. I have been in the "stand on your feet all day" industry since my first job. I am trying to transfer into an industry I have no knowledge of. I worry I might not find what I need to survive my day-to-day. I recently found a job I actually enjoy greatly, it has amazing energy inside the office, as well as out in the field. I worked 7 days at that job, striving to forge past the pain in my feet. This last Saturday, I was virtually bedridden. Nearly passing out on my way to the kitchen from the pain. I am doing everything the doctors and physical therapists have told me to do, including taking the prescribed medication (which I HATE to do). Still, I found myself nearly passing out on the floor from pain. This morning (Monday) I went in to talk to the Head of the office, an amazing man. I let him know about my pain and what happened over the weekend. I asked if there was any possible position inside the office I could do. He said, "I don't have anything yet, but I would love to have you and your energy in the office. Let me see what I can do." And with those few sentences, my faith in humanity was restored. He listened to my problems and is trying to create a solution. That is what society needs more of, how we all should react. I am still stressed out about my finances and am doing everything I can to make sure my car payment, rent, electric, and internet get paid. Having negative $5 in my checking and $0 in my savings accounts, I am driving for food delivery services while I wait for a position to either be made or come available. I fight hard every day, just trying to ensure I have everything covered. I struggle, just like the rest of you, daily. Fighting some unknown source, fearing we won't make the necessities. Fearing the pain will not go away. Even if the pain is a permanent fixture in your life... you can fight to overcome its power over you. Fight to make just ONE person smile. Fight to make just ONE person laugh. It truely only takes one positive incident to change a person's entire day. Will you be that person? Will you change a life today?
By Marleen Nish5 years ago in Psyche
