BookofflowersI am happily back in my sandbox. This sandbox is the place where my imagination took flight almost two years ago when I began writing Scandal fanfiction with the moniker, Butterflypages. Before I stopped, I had written over 9 stories and one for Sleepy Hollow. I took them all down to the consternation of my small cadre of readers. Alas, after a couple of months, I have decided to go back to what I love, writing fanfiction. It is my plan to slowly put the stories back up after rereading and making changes as I am moved to do so. I also started one new story, “Not Quite Serendipity”. Here is the line up thus far. It is going to take a while to reread all nine, but I am looking forward to it:

Not Quite Serendipity

Olivia and Fitz were almost high school sweethearts. When an unfortunate accident brings them back together, will they find love?

Stumbling Blocks or Stepping Stones

Life comes in dribs and drabs for Rev. Oliva Pope. Her faith is wavering but her dedication to her job on the ministerial staff of Grace Tabernacle Christian Church is steadfast. When Grace Church launches a search for a new Senior Pastor and selects Rev. Fitzgerald Grant, Olivia has to learn how to navigate the slippery slope of a forbidden attraction.

The Ultimate Heist

Olivia Pope is my name. Stealing art is my game, at least until this last heist is over. I shall retire after 10 years and a record of never getting caught. All will be well when FBI Agent, Fitzgerald Grant, gets off my trail. Or is this the biggest heist of all?

It feels good to be back among of a community of readers who enjoy my stories.

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Since January, I’ve been writing a novel. It has been an arduous process. I’ve had freedom and space to craft it in my own way. For all the joy this freedom brought, it also brought a lot of unbounded space to get lost. That happens when you strike out on a new path. Don’t even speak of life and the curveballs it throws at you. Better yet, the curveballs you throw at yourself that can bring delays and and distractions. Now, I am seemingly back on track. My book will be released on May 5, 2014.

This posts title rings true. I am still in the thick of it with editing and a whole host of other activities. Self-publishing is not for the faint of heart. But I am thankful for this opportunity.

So much more to come…

I absolutely despise my name. It is redundant. Guess what my middle name is? Yep. It’s Lea. Welcome to my blog. It is not your average blog. I am an aspiring actress and life coach, whichever gets the most traction first. I’m obsessed with almond joys and I just broke up with my boyfriend. I’m on an almond joy boone right now. He wasn’t that great. Your typical not ready to commit guy who wasn’t into exclusivity. Ok. I have to stop there. My mom says I talk too much so mums the word…until next time.

More tomorrow after my meeting with my first client who needs a life coach.

I am writing. I am at the library after yesterday, a day of very little writing. Once again, I’ve set an unrealistic goal for finishing my novel, January 31. I have 22,000 words thus far and much more story to tell. Unfortunately, I equated a wealth of ideas and material with the ability to write quickly. So writer’s block is not the only reason to procrastinate? Maybe I’m just lazy. Officially not beating myself up. It is funny because I would like to write as a way to distract myself from writing. So instead of updating one of my fanfiction stories, I am updating this blog while eating almond joys, popping bubble gum, and people watching. I’ve sworn off Twitter and Tumblr because they are time wasters that bring nothingness. Being on those is like feeling alone in a crowded room at someone else’s party . This blog is like sorta doing the same thing, but the room is my own. I don’t have to swear off Facebook because my interest there is pretty much nil. Okay. I’m going back in to my story.

 

 

leap-of-faithDo you sometimes feel fragmented, as if you are an amalgam of small disconnected experiences, hurts, successes, triumphs and failures? The Herculean task lies in putting all these pieces together to form your story, a personal narrative that has a recurring theme and fulfilling journey. This is where I am at this present juncture. I am standing in a room and all my pieces are swirling about me. My hands are flailing about as I attempt to capture them and put them into some sort of coherent whole.

I feel like I have just begun to piece some of the fragments together. What am I? I am an artist. What is my principal gift? Observing and then creating. Will I starve? I hope not. I have spoken my dreams in the atmosphere and now it is time to declare them.

I still have much to learn and experience. I have not arrived anywhere or conquered anything. What I am is moving forward with open eyes and an eager heart. Hopefully this isn’t to narcissistic. I like to lift others up also. I love to serve.

Unless you’ve been sleeping under a rock, you know that the illustrious and ubiquitous Kerry Washington hosted Saturday Night Live on November 2. If you watch SNL, then you know that black women are anathema to that show. There have only been four hired as full time cast members in their 38 year history of existence. I read this article from NPR about this black out phenomenon.

And my rant ensued on Tumblr. I have copied it here in toto:

CAN’T WE BE MEDIOCRE LIKE WHITE FOLKS AND MAKE IT? (NO WHITE PEOPLE WERE HARMED IN THE WRITING OF THIS ARTICLE)

I tire of the lame old excuses white people give when explaining why they won’t get off their racist horses and hire a black person for this or that job. The excuse IS always THE SAME no matter what field: “There aren’t any out there.” “No qualified BLACK applicants applied.” This is the very tired mantra that is given to explain why SNL does not hire black women, “They aren’t ready in auditions.” I can barely type because it’s such a lie and I have NEVER attended an SNL audition.

Have you seen the new cast members? They are the usual vanilla suspects, and they aren’t even funny. They are MEDIOCRE at best. LET ME TELL YOU THIS AMERICA: WHEN WHITE FOLKS ARE OKAY WITH MEDIOCRE BLACK FOLKS WE WILL HAVE OVERCOME. How many of you have a story about how some mediocre (in skill whatever the field) white person got a break (nepotism, being white, being white, etc) and overtime became good at their job because they received help or just learned on the job. But a black person has to be EXCEPTIONAL IN EVERY RESPECT to barely get noticed, and sometimes they STILL get overlooked. So don’t feed me that load of creepy crap about black women not being ready for the “highly relevant and very successful SNL” (being snarky here).  If you hired some black woman who was TWO-THIRDS ready THAT would be an improvement because YOU SURE ENOUGH HAVE HIRED SOME MEDIOCRE WHITE FOLKS. THE REASON LORNE MICHAELS HASN’T HIRED A BLACK WOMEN IS BECAUSE OF WHITE PRIVILEGE AND INSTITUTIONAL RACISM!! HE IS THE CAPTAIN OF THE SNL SHIP AND HE CAN DO WHATEVER THE HELL HE WANTS AND HE HAS DECIDED EVERY YEAR NOT TO HIRE A BLACK WOMAN!! AS REVEREND AL SAID, WE (MEANING YOU WHITE FOLKS IN POWER) WON’T LEARN ANYTHING FROM THIS. SO WHEN ANOTHER EXCEPTIONAL BLACK WOMEN GETS A BREAK LIKE KERRY WASHINGTON AND IS ASKED TO HOST WE WILL HAVE THIS SAME OLD TIRED CONVERSATION. IT MAKES ME WANT TO HOLLER AND TYPE IN ALL CAPS WHEN I SHOULD BE WRITING MY DAMN FICS!!!!! TAKE THAT DAMN TALENTED 10TH MENTALLY AND SHOVE IT!

**DROPS THE MIC** 

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