In My Write Mind
A little over a month ago, I took a supposed break a.k.a. "hiatus" from blogging. I was still around, lurking as only I can do (LOL), but wasn't able to give my best due to a conference I've been prepping for. As all of you know, I couldn't stay away and was soon back. My shit still wasn't tight, but it was just too hard to stay away from my one true love--writing.
Well, tomorrow, I'm off to Miami Beach for the conference. Putting it together was a beyotch, but then again maybe not, since I still managed to make it to Atlanta and DC for blogger meetups, and even to the one in New York.
Anyways, I will be there, and through the power of the laptop, so will you. I will be submitting daily "blogs from the beach"--from my arrival on Sunday to my departure the following Sunday. So you won't miss me...bitches. LOL
Who knows, maybe a brotha might could try out for the upcoming Miami Vice sequel (yes, I know the original isn't even out yet) as Drug Dealer #4? Of course that means I have to brush up on my Columbian accent...*practicing in front of a mirror* "C'mon, Crockett...this coke is pure, bro."
How was that? *taking bows and looking up Dade County agents*
Have a great week, e'rybody. Hopefully, I will. Unless, of course, Tropical Storm Arlene decides to turn the corner and bring her wet, windy ass back to Florida. Which would mean I may have to use the little umbrellas from the fruity drinks to cover my head. Damn. Stupid Arlene. They shoulda never gave you nuccas crosswinds. Sigh.
If someone would've told me that blogging was this addictive, I would've bought a patch or some shit to prevent me from falling prey to its power. Too.damn.late.now. Sooooooooo...in the words of the piano player from the club scene in The Color Purple, when Oprah was about to pummel Harpo's new old lady..."Uh oh...Time ta go."
AND I SEE YOU, Ms. Tee! (Well, I WILL see you on Monday....awww, you knew what I meant...lol)
scribbled by Will at 6/11/2005 03:47:00 PM
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I write entirely to find out what I'm thinking, what I'm looking at, what I see and what it means. What I want and what I fear. (Joan Didion)
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Will. Lefty. Since Summer 1971. Over the next six months, I'll be saying some hellos, some goodbyes. Living, laughing, growing. Don't.miss.a.word.
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