Hello ladies and gents, it's ya girl in the place to be!
Okay, so my boys and I went to the L.A. County Fair this weekend, and it was pretty fun. My dad's side of the family always goes to this thing every year when it first opens, but we ended up postponing it for about a week or so, but none-the-less, we had a ball.
Anywho, so I'm chillin like a villian earlier tonight, and my phone rings...it's the father of my child calling (aka the man who made a mess of my life for a brief moment in time). Once I recognized the number, I rolled my eyes and answered it anyway. Of course, we spoke briefly, but I gave the phone to my son and let him do most of the talking. Being that my son is a little old man, he is one of a few words when it comes to a telephone, because he does most of his chatterboxing in person. LOL. He had all he had to say to his dad and continued concentrating on his video game.
After he conversed with the baby, he and I began to speak again. So he happened to ask me about my blog, I told him that I didn't write as often, especially since he likes to read everything I write (good or bad). Then out of nowhere, he begins to tell me that I should write my book, which in fact I was starting a book-- the details I won't even divulge, due to some people who will have a tendency to take your idea, run with it and call it theirs, so I won't go that route. But yeah, he was going on and on about how I should continue to write my book, and I told him that it wasn't gonna happen, because of the fact that everything I was gonna write about was based on he and I, and once all the drama took place and all skeletons were brought to light, that entire dream was immediately killed and never to resurface.
Yes, I know I shouldn't let other people destroy the kind of dreams I had going in, but one thing you gotta understand is that life's unexpected twists and turns can either make you stronger or will kill your inner spirit. And after all I had been through, a part of my spirit was killed, and I gave up. I gave up on the one thing that could have been my ticket to success and being the one thing that could have helped someone else that was in the same position I was in over a year ago. But I guess I can give this character an E for effort, because he was trying to be my cheerleader in getting me back into something that has always captured my interest since elementary school: WRITING. When I found my inspiration, my fingers, pen, etc. went to work. And that is no different in me blogging. I started this thing out as a form of being a voice of expression of saying on paper or via the internet what I don't vocally say. My brain has always been the commander, and my hands the executioner. LOL. I'm still wanting to do what I would like to do, but this time I'm trying to channel that energy in another arena, that I think will be beneficial to the masses...but all in all, what it boils down to is being able to help somebody, anybody be a better them. And I feel now that I'm in a certain area of my life where I can do that, I'm moving full speed ahead.
So, here's to D.E. : thank you for being the inspiration/death/reinspiration of me getting back to me. Now like I said to you earlier, if I mention your name in my book and whatever being said is truth, you have no room to sue, because it's not libel if it's the truth. And if you forget what libel means, look it up in the dictionary. LOL.
With that said ladies and gents, expect to eventually see my work come into fruition in the near future. Just how near is yet to be determined, but only God has the final say-so in all of it.
Until Next Post,
Peace & Blessings,
Untouched Jewel (aka U.J.)
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