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Monday, July 22, 2013
Monday Morning Rambles.
Good Monday Morning.
The weekend was TOO short. My goodness. I don't understand.
I didn't leave the house on Saturday. I lounged around, did a ton of chores, and lots of writing. It was just a time to go and decompress.
These days, you have to do things early, because I don't know where you live... but in the ATL? Late afternoons bring monsoon rains. It rains cats, rats, and dogs. EVERY day. Bizarre. But let's just say there's no semblance of drought or rules for when to water your grass. This would've been a great year for a garden!
I need some time off. I remember that time I took a whole month off for my birthday! Wow! I need THAT type of time off. I need some time off where I can fast and pray and read and journal and that type of thang. I need that type of time off where I can work some things out in my head. Really.
Alas, I don't see that happening too soon. I haven't been feeling the best, but I am feeling better. And I have been more focused and productive the past week. That's what I truly want: to have productive days at work, where the time goes by pretty fast. I don't mind working when it is like that. Not at all.
My Weekend. Now what has made me happiest of all this weekend is that I have been working on a rewrite of Sweet Heat. I gave Josephine, my writing class classmate and someone who's work I'm a stalker stan fan of, the first rewritten chapter and she loved it. That had me a bit O_O because her writing is so refined and eloquent and Sweet Heat is a little off-the-cuff. So that gave me confidence to go ahead and work on condensing the 950 page manuscript down.
My writing class teacher thinks that it can be broken down into two or three books. I think I've learned the skills to go forward and do that. Class has gotten deeply psychological, going off in the realm of why we write what we write, and where we see ourselves going. For some odd reason, that has lit a fire under my tail to make decisions. I have so much stuff laying around, and now I am pretty definite on the route I want to take. And that's a good thing.
So I finished a second chapter this weekend, and I am currently working on a third. It seems to be coming along nicely. I am not as upset as I thought I would be about culling out huge pieces of unnecessary material. The story is tighter, and it seems to be moving along faster. And that's a good thing.
President's speech. Did you see the President's off-the-cuff speech on Friday afternoon? If not, here you go:
I was wondering if he was going to say something. You know how political he is. I expected him to be quite tightlipped. But I'm glad he added his perspective and put all of this in context. No, as usual, he can't please everybody. I don't expect him too. But between the President and the Attorney General, two black men, they could at least make some statements. Both have done that.
Essentially the President has had to explain to white people why the black folk are so upset. He tried to do that. I am glad he talked about what it felt like to be his old self in this world, the old "Barry".
So I think he did the best job he could. At least he said something.
I still maintain that George Zimmerman didn't get off scot free.
You see, you and I can go into a store and pick up some cold medicine if we are sick. We can go in the store and get skittles and tea.
Georgie can't do that.
It's gonna be a heck of a life always having to look over your shoulder and not even being able to enjoy the simple things of life that we all take for granted.
Picture of the week. My girl, my girl, my girl... Baby blog sista, that chicken Serenity_23, cut all that long natural hair off.
She text me that picture, and i thought it was one from 3 years ago.
I asked if she at least kept a lock of her hair. She said "For what?"
I told her that I think she should twist it. If she can twist that little bit of hair, she's a bad sista!! HA HA!
Chicken!! You always trying to be like me. Stop that!
She texted some pictures my way. I'm glad. I need to get a hair cut and I'm taking her pictures to the barber with me. Shouldn't be hard. I'm going a lot lower than that. I want to get up in the morning and not even have to comb my hair, man. My hair has grown only an inch, and in some places 2 inches, in the last 2 years. They should be done with me in a jiffy.
S23... you need to stop trying to be like me! LOL
Song of the Week. You know I'm a Miki Howard stalker stan. Here is one of my favorite songs by her: "But I Love You"
Man. That's a sitting-in-the-back-booth-in-the-club songs. You got your sunglasses on and you on your third glass of brown liquor. And you crying and mouthing the words of that song.
And I'm sitting next to you. Sanging the chorus pretty hard.
I think every sister been in that situation. I know I have.
Expect a full battery of posts this week. I even have a couple of stories for you :)