After, Over, Under Thoughts

Indigo Lounge was last Sunday. I must say it's a different experience each time. The night started off slow with all sorts of technical difficulties. Once the show started I was ready for anything. I was actually the first person to perform. It felt good but I was nervous as all hell. After all I have not been on stage in a million years-so it felt. My 3 minute performance gave me just enough strength to do it again. And I will do it again. I am learning to trust myself. Every time those words fall from my mouth I grow stronger from my own will. the night ended just right and all that mattered was that I was surrounded by my good friends and extended family. Indigo Lounge will always be the artist movement; a group of eccentric artists that keep it soul funk poetry. See you there October 18th!

On another note-

My wonderful grandmother gave me a hand written autobiography of her life. I cherish this gift of 120 pages of personal history through her eyes. I've read it over and over again, learning something new about my family each time I turn a page. She writes beautifully and now I know why I am a writer. I am just like my grandmother and my mother. I cried and laughed through her pain and happiness as I continued to read, because unlike the characters in some random book, I know these characters. I've been transcribing her words and sooner than later will publish this story. It's critical for the survival of my families history. I am so honored my grandmother shared her story with me. I so love that woman for who she was and who she continues to be. Life is powerful in good and bad times. Don't ever under--estimate your story.

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This was an inspiring weekend for every type of writer who needs a little push. I had fun sharing my poetry with a talented group of Los Angeles poets at the annual LitFest Pasadena.

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