I love Friday!!!! I get to veg all night long. I'll go out tomorrow night but tonight I am so turning off my brain. I don't even know if I'm going to do any editing. I may just save that for tomorrow. Also I may spend the night on the internet. I'm looking for research sites that have historical things on it. I need to know what kind of lace women wore in the eighteen hundreds and what the hell is a petticoat!! My sister was trying to explain it to me but I couldn't visualize it. So I need to see one.
Speaking of my sister, since she read Carlie she's been so on top of everything I write. It's almost like she's my biggest fan. I love it. She keeps asking me, what's next and what is my next hero going to look like. She fell in love with my hero Devlin, she thought he was sexy! I love it. I can't believe she even likes my romances, she's more of a Dragonlance/Lord of the Rings lover. She likes fantastical novels much more than romance novels. In other words she's a geek. But she's really embracing my stories and my characters.
My mom's been asking when I'll publish my next story too. She also liked Carlie and has been bragging to her friends about it. It flattering but I'm not a writer, writer yet. Some day I will be but right now I'm just enjoying it. Well maybe I'll only turn off my brain for a few hours tonight. Maybe I'll toss in a few hours of editing and writing before I head to bed tonight.
It is so nice outside today. I left for work at four this morning and just got home at about two thirty today. I'm tired but I may head back out before it gets dark and those freaking mosquitoes come out. Enjoy this beautiful New York day!!!!
Friday, July 26, 2013
Friday, July 19, 2013
NYC is SIZZLING!!!
It is so hot!!!! Come on autumn!!!
I don't know what is wrong with me but I choose today, the hottest day of the heatwave, to go out. I took my nephew out thinking we would hang out at the mall but the mall was packed and everybody seemed so freaking cranky. We left the mall and had lunch, then went home but he was so bored laying around watching cartoons. It was literally like an oven out there. I couldn't take it going back out but I gave in, we grabbed a beach umbrella and a cooler packed with goodies and headed to Rockaway beach. He had fun, we found seashells and he conked out after dinner and a banana split. Auntie is absolutely awesome. Off to write!!
Stay cool and hydrated if you're heading out tonight!!!!!!!
I don't know what is wrong with me but I choose today, the hottest day of the heatwave, to go out. I took my nephew out thinking we would hang out at the mall but the mall was packed and everybody seemed so freaking cranky. We left the mall and had lunch, then went home but he was so bored laying around watching cartoons. It was literally like an oven out there. I couldn't take it going back out but I gave in, we grabbed a beach umbrella and a cooler packed with goodies and headed to Rockaway beach. He had fun, we found seashells and he conked out after dinner and a banana split. Auntie is absolutely awesome. Off to write!!
Stay cool and hydrated if you're heading out tonight!!!!!!!
Wednesday, July 3, 2013
Memory lane!
Hey guys!,
So I'm doing reedits on my newest story in hopes that I'll get it out by the end of next week and my mom asks me to go with her to her storage unit, she wants to clean it out. I toss on a old pair of sweats and my walking sneakers and head out with her to Long Island. My mom has two units, one with garden stuff and one with family stuff. We started on the garden stuff first since there wasn't a whole lot in there. We gave some of her garden decorations to the people who worked there and put some in the car to take back home then we started on the family box.
When she packed up the unit I was living in Maryland so I wasn't able to help her out but I knew she put almost all of my stuff in there and some of it she tossed. So she unlocks this unit and inside are all of these giant storage containers, you know those really big ones you store blankets in during the summer. So there are nine of them, stacked in twos, and I asked her what was in them, before she could answer I looked down and see my sister's name. All of the crates had the name of one of my siblings on it and the two farther back were hers and my dad's.
My dad passed when I was ten and a lot of his old clothes I haven't seen since then. I loved my dad to death but he had to be the only Black man who looked like he could have been Bob Ross's twin. He wore the jeans, the plaid shirts and he had the beard and Afro just like Bob Ross. The worst thing about it was he wasn't actually trying to look like Bob Ross. That was his style back in the seventies and he kept it in the eighties and early nineties. But seeing his old stuff again was like wow, it's been twenty years since dad passed. That's really a long time to not see someone you loved so dearly. Its almost like when a parent dies and you're young, you think of it as like them being away or a divorce in a way. When you get older you realize that you're never going to see that person again. Not in this life anyway.
We opened my box next and I was so thrown back. It was stacked with my old stuff. My Alf puppet in his Hawaiian shirt, an old Jem doll with the hair cut off, my old raggedy Paddington bear, and an old Winnie the Pooh bear(Hint: that's what my mom still calls me, Poohbear). The clincher was, in the corner of my box was a stack of books tied together with twine. They were all Babysitter's Club books!! All of my old BSC books with my official BSC book light were there! And yes, I was a member of the BSC fan club!!! On top of that she even had all of my old Fear Street books. I swear I read every single book in the series, some I borrowed from my neighborhood library and a ton of them I bought. I loved those stories so much I took some of them back home with me.
So right now I'm reediting my story in between reread The Truth About Stacy. Enjoy your day, I know I'm going to be enjoying mine!!!
Stay cool!! It's so damn stuffy in NYC!!
Peace!
So I'm doing reedits on my newest story in hopes that I'll get it out by the end of next week and my mom asks me to go with her to her storage unit, she wants to clean it out. I toss on a old pair of sweats and my walking sneakers and head out with her to Long Island. My mom has two units, one with garden stuff and one with family stuff. We started on the garden stuff first since there wasn't a whole lot in there. We gave some of her garden decorations to the people who worked there and put some in the car to take back home then we started on the family box.
When she packed up the unit I was living in Maryland so I wasn't able to help her out but I knew she put almost all of my stuff in there and some of it she tossed. So she unlocks this unit and inside are all of these giant storage containers, you know those really big ones you store blankets in during the summer. So there are nine of them, stacked in twos, and I asked her what was in them, before she could answer I looked down and see my sister's name. All of the crates had the name of one of my siblings on it and the two farther back were hers and my dad's.
My dad passed when I was ten and a lot of his old clothes I haven't seen since then. I loved my dad to death but he had to be the only Black man who looked like he could have been Bob Ross's twin. He wore the jeans, the plaid shirts and he had the beard and Afro just like Bob Ross. The worst thing about it was he wasn't actually trying to look like Bob Ross. That was his style back in the seventies and he kept it in the eighties and early nineties. But seeing his old stuff again was like wow, it's been twenty years since dad passed. That's really a long time to not see someone you loved so dearly. Its almost like when a parent dies and you're young, you think of it as like them being away or a divorce in a way. When you get older you realize that you're never going to see that person again. Not in this life anyway.
We opened my box next and I was so thrown back. It was stacked with my old stuff. My Alf puppet in his Hawaiian shirt, an old Jem doll with the hair cut off, my old raggedy Paddington bear, and an old Winnie the Pooh bear(Hint: that's what my mom still calls me, Poohbear). The clincher was, in the corner of my box was a stack of books tied together with twine. They were all Babysitter's Club books!! All of my old BSC books with my official BSC book light were there! And yes, I was a member of the BSC fan club!!! On top of that she even had all of my old Fear Street books. I swear I read every single book in the series, some I borrowed from my neighborhood library and a ton of them I bought. I loved those stories so much I took some of them back home with me.
So right now I'm reediting my story in between reread The Truth About Stacy. Enjoy your day, I know I'm going to be enjoying mine!!!
Stay cool!! It's so damn stuffy in NYC!!
Peace!
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