Monthly Archives: June 2008

The Worst

Baring teeth  Confused    Sad   Broken heart   Wilted roseSick
 
Those are my feeling today, Tuesday 17, 2008.   I bought a sandisk jump drive 4.0GB and I loved that thing really really loved it.  I put all my manuscripts and other paraphenalia on it and was happy I still had space to save my work.  
 
AngryBaring teethConfusedSadBroken heartWilted roseSick
 
It was lost in the Gwinnett County Library yesterday.  It fell off its hook.  I didn’t feel it or see it.   It was brand new.   But more important, everything I deemed important.  All my stories in various degrees was on the device.  I did make a back up. However I can’t stop feeling sick about it and the back up only goes but so far.  I really can’t stop feeling like crap.  I had private blog on it. I had pictures of Jonique and all my ideas of the past 10 years.  Shit!  Shit! Shit!  Shit!  
 
I want to scream but I am in the library right now hoping someone felt bad about stealing my life in Microsoft Word.  I know they doin’t feel sorry.  I hope they just delete everything and choke.  Angry
My mind is reeling and I am losing time.  If i didn’t have a writer’s meeting I think I would cry.  SadBroken heart
I really want my device back!  I want my stories back!  I want my pic and blogs and shit back! 
Peace

The Return

 
 
I have been gone for some time.  I didn’t have the will to write anything of interest.  I was really pissed at everything.    That has since changed.  I have found my hope again.  I am also doing something.  MOVING!!!!!!Wink
I had to make a change.  I liked my time here in ATL but I have to recoup in NYC.  The plan is to go back to college and study nursing.  Why?   Since I have been running from the health profession for most of my adult life.  Simply put there is always sick people, therefore I will always have a job.  I love writing but it has yet to bring in the bacon (turkey).  I really have no presence anywhere in the publishing world.  I have a child and she is growing and needs stuff.  Hell I need stuff.  I believe I will always write but I want to focus on doing something meaningful (helping people) and bringing home a decent paycheck.  It is time to stop having my parents worry about my future.   I also want to be a good example for my kid.  I will attempt to post my future escapes.