The pictures I post will mostly not have a single thing to do with my post. I just want to post photos that hopefully catch your eye.
Sometimes I’d like to think I have something profound to say but other times I just keep my thoughts to myself. I’ll be releasing a book of angsty teen poetry from the late 90’s to the early 00′. Reading my old poetry has been very interesting because each page takes me back to exactly where I was at that time. On to other things…
It has been a very busy week. I’ve marked 2020 as my year to get back to my writing and finish the projects that have sat abandoned on hard drives, pieces of paper, and notebooks that litter my apartment. Every night I come home and I write. I don’t write for anyone in particular although my friend Rena is most def my biggest fan. She hypes me up and tells me to keep writing. I do this for myself and secretly her. Late this week, I’ll post my latest story, Ruby. It is my January offering. This is something I’ll do on a monthly basis. Keep me accountable! Tweet me! Find me on Instagram! Ask me “When are you posting the story of the month?” I welcome it!
“Now, keep in mind that I’m an artist and I’m sensitive about my shit” – Erykah Badu
I’m going to do my best to showcase once upon a time I was in AP English but I can’t promise that I’ll edit the non-promotional post. There is more a free flowing vibe around here. Kick off your shoes, have a seat. Let me tell you some stories…
As I embark on my year of putting paper to pen? Fingers to keyboard? Whatever. I’m creating things in 2020. I have written on a daily basis for 29 days. This is a departure from what I’ve done for the last few years of my life as priorities changed. I feel like I’ve spent the bulk of the last 7 years aggressively focusing on my career and I forgot to be…Me. A little bit of background and a short history, I did some hotel/restaurant management type hustle then I became a full fledged number crunching woman of the world…aka an Accountant. When I say world, I mean entertainment, a small world with a far reaching impact that consistently reshapes society. Nothing major.
I’ve waited in the wings for the moment to share all of the characters that live in my head but I never made the moves necessary to showcase my talent(?). For example, I’ve had this website for over a decade. I have manuscripts that I haven’t touched in ages. I have pilots written yet not a single manager/agent has a query email from moi. Slacking would be an understatement. O_O In the past friends would arrange group outings and I would find myself transforming into a source of frustration for them because I’d never introduce myself as a writer. Unbeknownst to them, I didn’t feel like one. Imposter? Too late in life to do this? Whatever societal pressure I was feeling, it most definitely caused me to vanish into a shell of my formerly creative self. I had fallen out of love with something that once felt like oxygen. Life happened, and as we all know, when changes occur, we tend to derail our own passions in the pursuit of stability. Marriage, Kids, work, etc. It all takes precedence over the thing that once made you feel alive.
Here I am…
Stories to tell
In the very near future I’ll begin posting stories and excerpts from upcoming projects. Might even review a film or two. Be patient, be kind, and stick around and read a story.