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on a scale of one to quiet… shhhh.

October 24, 2014 Posted by the writer

Namaste international love tribe

My job concluded last week. This all happened very hush-like, I don’t like to make a big IMG_4791deal about certain things. Particularly not things in the land of survive. I had a wonderful Writer job that I outgrew, now I’m going on to the next one…

That brings me back. Once upon a time, I fell in love, again.

The last week has been very flavorful which is why I fell a bit quiet. The summary of all occurrences is as follows:

1. I’m in between jobs.

2. I have more time to work on my book than I’ve had since getting back from Australia for a bit.

3. I might be moving out of the city into country land.

4. Perhaps not…

5. Book. (more…)

poetry processing

October 9, 2014 Posted by the writer

Quite often when I read my poetry it’s like I’m having an out of body experience. I process the pieces, and I understand that I wrote them, but it takes me to a frame of life that I quite often haven’t visited for a minute IMG_0894– particularly reading old work.

My poetry is what keeps me sane. It’s like my scripted world exactly as I sense it with no challenge or debate. I guess that’s part of what makes it so different to me from my other writing.

For example, Novel, when it’s bloody done, will be pitched. I’ll basically get my bitch on and beg and plead important people until someone notices and publishes it for me.

I think I’ll always self-publish my poetry. That’s my guts.

I made a new friend recently who left my apartment with Poetry One, Two and Three in tow. I think he is the only person on Earth, besides me, who has all three of those books. I don’t even really want to read them anymore. My voice has changed so much over the past five years. Sometimes when I read old poetry, it’s like I don’t even know who I was then.

I like the words that I’ve been painting this week. Probably because of what inspires them. I’ve gone on inspiration tangents before, next to love it’s my favorite feeling and in a way they go hand in hand.

Oh, and PS. I’M GOING TO MEET ALLEN STONE IN LIKE TEN HOURS!!

 

national poetry day. break free.

October 2, 2014 Posted by the writer

Today is National Poetry Day! I actually had no clue until #NationalPoetryDay rolled through my Instagram feed.

Yo.

Once I saw the tag, I decided to go through some archives and put up a few tangents of mine. Let me tell you this, when you’re a Poet, to go back through FIVE YEARS of poetry? It ain’t easy.

Essentially, I went through both of my divorces again, a few other encounters of loserville… and then some really stunning work. Pieces I’m proud of, things I had forgotten about.IMG_3797

That made me feel empowered. My first husband, the one I was actually married to for nearly a decade opposed to a month – he tossed off my game for a minute. Not because I miss him terribly, because he really stripped me of a sense of self worth for a few years. Nothing was good enough. I was never going to get published. There was no way we were going to get to New York City. (more…)

layin low

September 22, 2014 Posted by the writer

Namaste blog tribe

I’ve been layin low for the past week-ish. Aside from banging out novel and writing a shit ton of poetry, not too many has flipped otherwise.

Of course, when I lay low, plans and schemes take shape. So I guess it’s fair to say I’ve also been plotting and scheming. While I am a huge fan of how life is bobbing along right now, I always have at least three feasible back up plans at my fingertips.

You never know.

I’ve also been listening to this on repeat:

“Got a stack of rap snacks up in back of my chair, catalogue all my thoughts if you’re caring to hear.” “… don’t wanna be no rockstar, i’m too OG. Way deep in the beats, motivating the streets.” DOPENESS.

Anyways, I’m so bloody uptight all of the time. I considered this over the weekend. Not in my spare time, just when I hit the streets. I don’t mean to be, and I don’t think it’s a stress factor. My mate reckons it’s because I’m a Virgo.

Maybe it’s because I’m around uptight people. Considering my entire life essentially takes place in midtown Manhattan these days, it’s not like I’m rolling with the most relaxed group of individuals. I mean, they’re beautiful and interesting – relaxed? Not so much.

Having spent my 20’s and early 30’s becoming a citizen of Australia, I have a true appreciation for a more laid back life perspective. I believe this is probably possible in other parts of the States, but I belong in New York City. As long as I’m in this country anyways.

I have this thing about that…

I’m going to endeavor to be a bit more relaxed. Maybe I’ll wear four inch heels today instead of six. The track helps, I’m sure I’ll listen to it all day. Lightens my step.

Happy Monday cult collective.

 

 

not too. shhhhh.

August 29, 2014 Posted by the writer

IMG_3134After 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 up to show their approval while raising Facebook’s stock.

Because everyone knows, Mark Zuckerburg needs a raise. (more…)

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