Happy Cinco de Mayo, amigos! It’s been a minute but I had to leave you in order to save myself! I’m having Mercury Retrograde moment. Okay, it’s not that deep but, well, maybe it kind of was. I’ve been busy and, for a minute, overwhelmed. If you follow me on Twitter, ‘gram, or FB, then stop reading this jawn because you I’ve been dropping nuggets all along, and trying keep up with folks.
I’m looking forward to our About Race re-launch because I need to drop at least one or three “I-told-you-so’s” about el Donald: I told you not to sleep on him. Many of you did. And so, the Xenophobic Giant has awoken and managed to capture the bile hearts and gullible minds of Americans who have, until he bumrushed the scene like Columbus, felt like the ugly stepchildren of the GOP.
Speaking of Columbus: we went underground and brought our documentary, Some Girls, to rough cut stage. We are all happy with it
at this moment. 4+ years deep into the ride, we are digging the way the narrative has taken shape and the animated sequences, created by Flickerlab, have come together. A nugget: one of the animated sequences is a People’s History of Columbus. It’s freaking ah-ma-zing. Biased. Another morsel: 7 X Grammy nominee and master percussionist, Bobby Sanabria, is composing an original score.
My book, East of Broadway, is starting to reveal itself. I don’t like writing what I know about but rather, what I want to learn more about. I’m going to let that marinate while I sip on this Tecate (for my Mexican massive and to celebrate my book, Bird of Paradise, being adopted for a Latinx identity in literature class at The New School this fall.)
Stay blessed for success, folks.