HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! One of my BFFs co-hosted Halloween Party number one last night which had way too many fun things to mention. Here are some brief highlights… Continue reading…
Archive for October, 2009
I miss the puppies. Continue reading…
I realize no one is going to ‘beat down my door’ as was put to me yesterday. Continue reading…
Americans are fact-proven the tubbiest mob on the planet. Out frolicking with my mates last weekend this was a hot topic of discussion, particularly at the movies. Continue reading…
Australia is far. Continue reading…
In between tangents, playtime, and the occasional nervous breakdown… I’m trying to figure out what my deal is as a Writer. I’m busting out the novel but as I’m editing it at the moment… I’m asking myself if it’s where my energy should be going, ‘book writing’.
I’m enjoying it, however as my broken record chant declares… I enjoy every kind of creative writing (and the occasional technical stint here and there).
Truthfully, poetry has to be the one style I play with that I never really expected I’d try to publish. I think this is because I’m still adjusting/opening up to whole rejection thing, lol. Which is why, for the longest time I wouldn’t submit to publishers. When you love something, like I love words… throwing it out there to be knocked back and ridiculed isn’t exactly appealing.
Somehow (to me) writing and sending out books seems more like business, I think that’s how I can walk off the rejection.
Poetry is different.
I write poetry to cope. For example, when Penguin books told me they didn’t want the Aussie children’s book I sent them – I wrote a poem to deal with it. Or yesterday when I was feeling homesick for Australia and walking a tightrope of losing my shit again … my pen naturally spilt ink in the poetic form as a sort of a protection mechanism.
I guess since I’m basically a born poet, engaging on a mission to prove this via publishing seems odd.
But then again… so do most things on this planet…
Before I get into a summary of weekend events it needs to be said that
no one parties like my gay family gets down… throw some drag queens in the mix and it just gets that much more hectic. Take my Saturday night as an example, I was lucky to attend my girl Essence’s birthday bash. Essence had two other performers in tow, like the one there on the right… Continue reading…
Even with all the ‘i heart-ness’ I harbor for
New York City, I dig the woods… note how I don’t say ‘country’… because areas that are too country like the Boonsville Scaryland where no one has teeth and extra fingers and toes frighten me. Continue reading…
Yesterday was the one month anniversary of bouncing out of my well-paying yet ineffably inappropriate place of employment… here are some shots from the day to briefly re-cap… Continue reading…
New York City smells like Chinese food,
patchouli incense, the cologne of delivery boys, the roses for sale on each street corner, and Jamaican nannies wafting coconut trails from perfectly woven braids. Continue reading…
