A blog was here...and...well, I guess it could come back...and I don't want to delete what was...so...this is what this page is.....
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Just added a new page to my site - "off stage photos". The process of selecting and uploading those pictures has jolted me. I am grateful for my life, right now, as it is, as it has been.
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One should probably not drink and blog. That seems like a good rule.
Well, I feel it's high time, I break a couple of rules with my goody-goody self. Besides I can always remove this later. First, I think it's important for me to say there will be all kinds of typos and typo-like shenanigans as I'm typing while tipsy. There. That being said.... "The Convert" was one of the most amazing theatrical and personal experiences I have ever had. Ever. Eeeevvvvvveeeer. I won't be able to articulate it. Sorry. I know that's what you were probably expecting since this is a blog. But, I can't. What I will do is just list some random thoughts, epiphanies, memories, etc. Some of which, perhaps many of which, may make no sense to you. Pretend you're reading one of those poems that you think is just too deep for ya, but ya still hope you're gonna get something out of it.....or when you're listening to the classical music station and you want to change the channel with a "what the fuck IS that???" but you sit and listen, because maybe it's just beyond your grasp right now, but if you give it a chance........ Yeah, I've revealed too much. Anyhoo...... My slightly sloshy but will somehow be profound (hopefully) Convert thoughts: Laughter Laughter Fear Pride Jesus must fall off the cross on impact Tingles Accents Read Read Read Danai Ancestors Insanity Such generosity Google, really? really? Haitian Food Laughter Ish! Ish! Ish! Desks that break away Chairs that roll away Dedication Blood Blood Blood Blood Family Warming up Hugging down He's absolving, let's go movement piece in the wings that damn necklace mommy, don't go to work mommy, i might miss you mommy, are you going to work or not cheeseburger connection safety circle of love on an empty stage longing and missing gratitude |
I have in the past been anti-blog, the way I was anti-text, the way my mom was anti-microwave. I think she still is. But, I text like a fiend, now. So, seems natural I should try blogging. Besides that, folks say that as a "maturing" actress of color, with a hubby and a kid, I have some interesting things to say. And since I write the way I talk.... Archives
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