Here is a link to rpriske's poem When To Start, which so moved me this past weekend. I've printed it and taped it to the front of my script book.

Thank you for posting this and thank you for writing it.

I have some serious ranting to do on the issue of Afrocentric alternative schooling in Toronto. However, it's Sunday evening, which means it's still the weekend, which means I'm still on mental vacation, so I'm going to save it ( Read more... )

It was a good birthday weekend. The day itself started with Drama Prince's weekly pool class. The first session ended with a meltdown, but things went far more smoothly this time, especially once DP realized how much fun it was to splash water in his own face ( Read more... )

The last few days of my life can be summarized thusly:

Hooray!

- A last minute opportunity to act as sacrificial poet at the Capital Slam finals. It was so exciting to be out and about in the poetry scene again. And, my poem will be featured on the CD ( Read more... )

All the references to "VD" on my flist had me momentarily confused. I was all, "Is there some venereal disease awareness day no one told me about. And furthermore, when did the term 'venereal disease' come back into fashion?". Happy Valentine's Day, everyone! Pardon the mom brain ( Read more... )

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Rrrgh ( Read more... )

Bad Day

What began as a sore throat has evolved into a full-blown me being sick ( Read more... )

Dear Thursday ( Read more... )

Writing abounds in the Queendom. Last night, I cranked out not one but two poems* at least one of which I plan to showcase at tomorrow night's slam.

Furthermore, I'm all signed up and ready for NaNaWrimo when it begins in a couple of weeks. The good news is I have an idea. The bad news is when I shared said idea with Drama King, his ( Read more... )