I’ve got that wonderful “clothesline fresh” feeling today. My teeth are sparkling like the Orbit gum commercial (the sound effects from the commercial are awesome “ding!”) and my skin is all aglow. I’ve been singing in tune all morning ( a minor miracle) and I’ve been walking on sunshine. (amazing that I was able to fit that many tv commercial phrases into one short paragraph, huh?)
What’s got me in such a great mood? (despite my determination last night to break my “no drink on a Monday night” rule with vast amounts of Bombay and tonic to shore up the nerves and the resulting sluggish “morning after Jali”)
I read a poem at an open mic affair in Riverdale, GA last night and the crowd showed me love. Art for the sake of art is all well and good, but positive feedback is a miraculous thing.
I hung out with some of the other performers until waaay after midnight (thus breaking my “early to bed on a Monday night” rule) and we laughed and played games like a crew of old friends. In a sense I suppose we were – going through the same thing at the same time brings people together.
I even planned next week’s performance with one of my new close personal friends (whattup Adam!!!). We’ve decided to try an improv type piece – we’re going to ask the audience to shout out different topics and we’re going to perform based on the topic. It will be challenging, but in my “Newbie” ignorance I believe I can do it. (you can do eeeeet…. you can do eeeet aaallll niiiiight long! – movie line)
I made some great contacts too. I’ve written quite a few songs and a brother offered to collaborate with me just based on the lyrics I croaked out on the patio between puffs of my menthol ciggie. Either he was a bit drunk, or I’m really a multitalented chick just waiting for that big break. (I’m clicking these heels three times and believing in the dream)
(back 1:03pm) lunch report: called “A” to whine about my sluggishness – the man has some wonderful wide shoulders to lean on and cry on. He was real cool at listening to my nonsense while trying to dress for work especially since he was wide awake when I stumbled in grinning in triumph from my fun evening of spoken word and liquor. I have a wonderful man y’all (well I live down south now so I get to use the language).
Had a “Jason’s Deli” chicken salad sandwich from a lunch presentation in our office (free food is always yummy) and did 1/2 of the crossword puzzle (Tuesdays are easy as hell) after reading part of the local newspaper. I’m sure you’re thinking, “what an exciting life she leads”.
Back to the pre-lunch story…
I’m making a conscious effort to retake my artistic self. Poetry and songwriting are in me. My unfinished novel, “Granny” is in me too.
“A” has encouraged me to pursue the writing thing – to finish the novel – to speak the poetry – to actually ‘walk the walk’ and in yet another pinky bet http://jali-jalishouse.blogspot.com/2006/06/pinky-bet-stuff.html, we agreed to work on our creative sides. “A” is a very talented writer so support from him is a really a very big deal to me.
Feels good to have the juices flowing! (read into that what you wish cause whatever you’re thinking is true!)