I've Arrived

So, I didn't win The 2012 Nicholl Fellowship. . . . . When I entered into the competition I fully expected to win. I didn't cross my fingers or knock on wood or wish for the best when I saw over 7,100 scripts were submitted, because I really expected to win. I'm not saying this out of disappointment, I'm saying all of this out of a place that grinned and decided to keep pushing when I got the "bad" news. I'm not a profe$$ional writer, but I am a competitive writer, and to me that means I arrived at the place where I have faith in my talents. Faith enough to put my work out there for it to be judged, scored, rewarded, etc. Congratulations to the folks passing on to the quarterfinals. Good luck and I look forward to working with you all.

Commit To Life

I wish everyone the best on New Years Day, I really do. I know I have made my share of resolutions and broken them by the Martin Luther King Jr. holiday.

All this love for the new year has to be put in perspective. Commit to life, not the new year, but life. If we didn't keep time and dates, wouldn't we have the same desire to make certain things happen in our lives? If we didn't know January or March or May, wouldn't we still want to be the same people?

Marry life and be the mate that doesn't look to make up for ignoring your mate all year long on anniversaries.

Commit to life.

Happy New Year y'all.