Aurora Dimitre's Books and Rambling

The Dirt was a fucking phenomenal movie. I know that there's some discussion to be had about just how much was romanticized, about how much was glossed over, et cetera, et cetera, but that doesn't take away the fact that I had a lot of fun watching it. And one of the best parts of this movie was Machine Gun Kelly as Tommy Lee . (I also really love how Tommy Lee has kind of just adopted MGK at this point, it's fantastic) So, I like MGK. I've watched interviews, I think he's funny, he's cute as hell, and I think he did a really good job in The Dirt. I can't make it through his songs. I'm pretty open about what kind of music I listen to, and rap is not the kind of music I listen to. I can handle rap in other songs, like, for example, in the song "The Dirt", MGK has a portion in the middle and I dig that just fine. He also has a part in the middle of some Papa Roach song. That's fine. The only one of his songs that I have been able to mak...

So I moved to this new town about two months ago, right, and naturally the first thing I did was go and get a library card. So I've been checking out a lot of books, I'll generally always have one library book I'm reading (like I don't have 876 unread books, you know), and it's been a lot of true crime. Mostly because I've been trying to, if my owned book I'm reading is fiction, I'll try and get a nonfiction, and vice-versa, and it's just always fallen that way. I've had my eye out for Jeff Guinn's books. When The Road to Jonestown came out, it was big in true crime circles. The library that I used to work at had a copy of Manson , but I never got around to it. So this new library, I noticed, also had a copy of Manson. Checked it out one day. Also, this new library had a copy of Go Down Together , which is about Bonnie and Clyde. Checked it out a different day. I didn't think they had the Jonestown book, because it wasn't in the...

So I just got my second tattoo today. If you remember, I got my first tattoo July 3rd, so like, it's been twenty days. But last week I found a tattoo place, I set up an appointment, and today I went down and got it. I like her. She's beautiful. No picture right now because she's fresh and still leaking, but I got me a Lady Justice , which means that I can't say my Misfits tattoo is 'my music tattoo' because my second tattoo is also a music tattoo now, so, woops. But I really fucking like getting tattoos. While I was in there, the main artist was doing mine, and his apprentice was doing some small walk-in tattoos on some girls who were maybe a little older than me. They used the phrase "white girl tattoos" themselves, so even though I too am but a white girl, I'm going to use the phrase--they were getting little white girl tattoos. And my Lady Justice hurt, especially at some points; my first was a fill-in and had some really limited line-art...

I turned twenty-two two days ago. July 16. It always disturbs my coworkers when I say that I was born in 1997 and have been able to legally drink for a full year, but I guess I'm the same way with people born in the 2000s--like, kids born in 2001 are all turning eighteen this year, and that's a little disturbing. So for my birthday I decided to go to Aberdeen, SD. It's about two hours away from my apartment in Nodak, but it's where we'd always go when I was little, because it's about an hour and a half away from my parent's house, give or take, and at Aberdeen they've got Storybook Land, which is free, and let me tell you, young Aurora loved running around that place and seeing all the admittedly incredibly creepy statues of various fairytale characters. Plus they've got this massive Wizard of Oz segment that has these creepy trees that talk at you when you walk past them, and between the ages of four and eleven I was terrified of those things. A...

I have been writing a lot lately. It doesn't really feel like that to me anymore. I mean, I now have a full-time job, and while I've got a weird fucking schedule that gives me more days off but my days on are longer, et cetera, et cetera, so there are days where I only work on my first draft of the week. (This is kind of a joke, I'm not writing a new first draft every week.) But I am writing a lot lately. I've bumped up my output on WM3 project to five pages a session, which, let me tell you, I knew that more than three pages was going to hurt my heart and I was goddam right, I've also started rewriting my fun project (also five pages a session), and I'm more seriously rewriting the pet project, because that's the kind of shit that, I think, would do well in the self-publishing world. So that, mixed with the sheer amount of first drafts I've been doing, plus the short stories and essays, plus the blog posts, plus the fact that I've gotten bac...

I've only been to one concert. It was on my nineteenth birthday. Three Days Grace was at the Red River Valley Fair in Fargo. Starset  opened. This is post-Gontier-leaving, because that was... 20...16...? May...be? So I've only been to one concert. I have blamed the fact that I live in rural North Dakota and, to be fair, there are less bands that aren't country/Christian/et cetera going on here. Like there is less of it. It happens, though, good bands fucking come around. And I guess I can excuse myself in high school, because nobody would have wanted to go to any of the shows that I would have wanted to go to, and also I didn't have my license until I was seventeen, so there was no way I could drive, and also I was a sheltered child. I don't know if my parents did this on purpose. I don't know if it was 'they're overbearing' or if it was 'they're just kind of isolated and we're all kind of isolated and why don't you just read a ...

If you want to experience me being both extremely English major-y and also extremely 'i wanted to be emo in 2009 but lived in rural North Dakota', check out "Fight Me, the Romantics Would Have Loved Emo Music" If you want to experience me lightly trying to maybe influence you to go and steal things from rich people, also while proclaiming my love for Robin Hood, read "Christian Slater Can't Do a British Accent" If you want to see my whole list, I have a page for that.