it is always the words that undress you
August 2, 2012
I am or usedta be but I’m sure I will always be a publicist. That’s just blood. I can’t never not. I just am what I am and I run with it so here you have it. Me. Doing Me. Doing Me. Cause if I don’t who else will?
It’s like this. Yesterday I’m chillinn. Thinking of Mr. Ex talking about stealing words and language and thinking about my folder. It’s called QUOTES. I been stuffing it with images of words that remind me of me or of who I want to be and the file’s over 300 now and sometimes I peruse it for titles to posts. But mostly, I ignore it and just add more to it, la di da.
I thought of it yesterday cause I been stealing or taking or sharing words for so long that I didn’t even think. Then I thought, I wonder what’s in there. Then I thought, This is worth something. So I started to collage. I mean, I bought a couple of glue sticks the other day but I’m not ready for alla that til I get me some ..
So there I was, collaging along. Felt real nice. Kinda special. It wasn’t fabulous but it felt… different. I put it together and I titled it, It Is Always the Words That Undress You, thinking of how I’ma rewrite my novel and be gloriously naked on the page.
I get an email from WordPress. They tell me they’re putting it on their homepage. I’m Freshly Pressed. I ain’t eva been Freshly Pressed. This feels gooood. Like, I wasn’t even trying and I got props for my nonsense.
Me gusta, bebe.
So here it is. Today. I’m the lead story. For as long as I am. I’ll be today’s headlines, tomorrow it will be someone else.
But you know what I love most? That it belongs to The Kingdom of Eternal Night. That’s my other blog. That’s what got props. Because, as much as I love this site, The Kingdom is like, my love child. It’s everything I’m learning, finessed with style. I originally created it for reasons which will be revealed later.
Now it’s funny cause I was hanginn with Mr. Johnson yesterday and he asked What’s goinn on so I told him about this honor and I showed him the story and as I sat here looking at it with him in his space, I saw it through fresh eyes.
White Girl Problems.