not too. shhhhh.

After my thoughts about other Writer blah-gs earlier,  I decided to visit a few to catch up on the past years-ish. Something interesting I saw, is that while no one is brave enough to comment on a blog post publicly, they'll happily "like" it on Facebook. I guess this is where my post-grad communications dorkness shows. It stuns me that rather than individually support an Artist in their own forum - out of ease and convenience = humans thumbs...

a week? dates.

Can't believe a week flew by blog family.  That's what happens at the end of a New York City summer. We all go nuts because we know the sidewalks just won't be the same in a few months. Everyone crowds to street cafes to guzzle their last rounds of  frozen drinks before autumn arrives and we swap our summer cocktails for pumpkin ales and replace our singlets with sweaters. Sigh. It goes so fast. To see summer out properly and conclude the...

words. a bit of whatever.

Namaste cult of blog Words are pouring from my fingers like woah. I'm a bit in love with what I'm working on at the moment. It's nearly half done, considering I started this particular project like two weeks ago, I'm pretty excited. Truth be told, I just want to have one completed Novel next to my poetry books. Then the next poetry book will be in the cards... it's been a minute. In other news, I was chatting with one of my besties about the...

stand up. harlem. believe me.

I watched a hilarious comedy show with one of my besties last night in Harlem, before we went for a sultry August stroll up the Hudson River. It's funny, because this particular mate of mine has never seen me go up - but we've read my joke books and cackled on my carpet once or twice. There's nothing better than making someone laugh. I'm putting serious consideration into an open mic tonight at the Upright Citizens Brigade Theatre. I've written...

aussieaussieaussie

I spent big chunks of weekend on the telephone to Australia. I haven't really slept since Thursday. Conversations sounded like this: "Yo. I'm glad I did it and everything... but seriously." "Yeah. You need to come home." #FollowMe(back)ToAustralia takes shape. There's a 36 month deadline. In three years, I'm so out. Considering it took three years to get me over here, back to New York City after nine years yonder - I'm about ready to step. Three...

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