Weekend Report

Though I am not a Neo Solider, but I except the title of being their future.

Thursday

After hearing how well the female poets put it down the night before (especially Tee) we began. Being asked to be apart of the collaboration for Women & Their Work was an honor. Exciting enough they (she) believed in me. I, this compulsive poet, was determined to make her (them) proud of me. I took constructive criticism, I became apart of a team to do team pieces. I evolved myself into what I thought I couldn't do, or what I thought was going to be to hard for me to do...but i did it. And so as our last official practice on this day I found myself confident and sure of this team-working with them was amazingly fun! No stress, no worries, more than poetry. Crack jokes...Laid back pressure (does that make sense?). I really got to see how things work and how team work is done (for the most part). And so, it's show time tomorrow. I think we're ready dude.

Friday

I didn't work today, just caught up on some school work, went over some pieces, and put my frame of mind into perspective for tonight. Lay out my shirt, jeans, boots, and hat...walk me through the motions in my mind without the words. And it was time to go. We practiced onstage, outside, and then mingled with the the team from Atlanta. Those familiar faces were much appreciated too. Introduce the "Neo Soul Collective" (I am the collective part-smile). And it was time to do our thing. I felt good about it, I was nervous at first, then came into my own skin...being next to you was awesome. We did that...that damn neo. Ya'll were awesome. The Atlanta crew put it down, and I really enjoyed them. Home girl who do the poetry ROCK THE SHIT outta her pieces-bout tears to my eyes on one. Later, pressures off, and I had a lot of good feedback on how we (I) did. That meant a lot to me to hear. Dinner (southside)-thank ya...was cool and again, you were next to me (the experience has made me feel closer to you). Good nights.

Saturday

Go over that school work and ate the breakfast he cooked. It was time to go out on such a pretty day. Walking to the dumpster is even better with you walking with me. I've been emotional about the thought of me and you...tears always form-you make me happy. Left for Beecaves (just to ride) and see new scenery. David's Bridal for swatches, Kinko's for mom's retirement invitations (just to get some ideas), then back to the apt. Go over that school work, go over those poem, and watch that DVD. Throw on those jeans, that shirt, those boots, go over the motions without the words and its time to go. Practice onstage, in the back, saw some familiar faces (thank you to all who came)...and it's time to perform. On the floor this time, K.I.M did her thang, JoeB I hope we all did your pieces it's justice, and Trey the human beat box was off the chain. David recorded both nights so it's available to see. Introductions, I'm Ebony, the "she's the future of Neo-Soul." Thank you for the experience.

Sunday

Trying to fulfill my resolution, we went to church and got fed good messages to live by. Went to lunch, stop by the in-laws, do that school work, complain to mama, blog those pages, cook that food, and Q that T, say those "I love yous," and thank thy creator.

Until next weekend.