moving...

want to get a new place. still. we've been looking for what seems like 3 years now. nyc is so hard to find a good place and cheap place and safe place -- that once you find something that has 2 of the 3 components, you stay -- even if it makes you MAD. but im looking. and when i find that spot -- oh boy...

reading sister's souljah's novel, again. The Coldest Winter Ever. that book was the beginning of all those urban novels that are out now... yup -- the really, really bad ones with terrible grammar and crazy typos! but its an original ghetto story. i always enjoy reading it. thinking bout what im getting into soon. the ankle is getting better. the toes are swollen again, but its ok. i know i got another month to go -- i know what ya thinking, is she counting down?? HELL YEA! i sure am! lol

im looking forward to april. i will be free of these plaster blues. we are featured in austin, tx! i love it there. it is the absolute best poetry/literary festival in the US. hell, in the world. there are a couple of cool ones in the UK -- but this one is sooo homey. and positive. and the whole city recognizes the importance of poetry and its just real flyy. this is our 4th year going, our 3rd year being invited. a couple of UK artists will be there, which is cool. and honestly. if it wasnt for Reggie one of the most involved board members - we probably wouldnt go this year. he has been instrumental in the process and his family is just adorable.

so -- im waiting for tues to come. the incredibles will be on DVD and J promised to get it for me. or i made him promise -- i dont remember. lol that movie was entirely too cute and the first animated film i have looked forward to since lion king. i think i wanna go see a show on broadway. i need some inspiration. think i will start reading my people's from the UK book next "where you're at". thanks again for the care package mr. neate... as usually, a classy guy -- no matter how late! lol

thinking about this creative life. and all that it entails. its truly bewildering. the characters you meet on the road can be the most incredible people you will ever meet in your entire life -- and you walk away feeling blessed to have met them. and then there are the other ones. the ones that act like bloodsuckers. poking you for information, for guidance, for a life that they themselves may be afraid to seek. its like some single black female ish! and you are left with a lifetime of questioning and reconsidering and its not healthy. part of the world -- but really unhealthy. and that's life. in all its guts and glory and it can be beautiful. the wrong turns, the dead ends, the misjudgement of character - sure it can be a let down. but if i let the bad people get in the way of meeting some incredibly beautiful souls, i would miss out the most. besides, the scenery is so exquisite, i just keep it moving and ignore the vultures circling the wagon.