It Doesn’t Have To Be Perfect

I have been driving myself bat shit crazy with this poetry book. My perfectionist Virgo side says, “Make it PERFECT! BEYONCE FLAWLESS!” But my heart says, “Stick to the core of the book”.

The poetry book is called, “Naked” because I will be writing some of my most open poetry. I already know someone is gonna be in their feelings about a few of the poems. C’est le vie. There is a freedom I feel when I write. I don’t have to say a name or pinpoint an exact situation. I can write about an emotion, a location, or a color. I’ll know exactly what it means.

It doesn’t have to be perfect. It solely needs to be written. And so I will write.

Please stay tuned for a release date for the book!!

My Gift to Military Families

Growing up my dad deployed frequently. My mom and family did a great job keeping our lives as normal as possible until he came home. Times have changed and deployments are longer and more frequent. Also, the constant news and social media doesn’t help ease any worries or fears.

I put this book together to help military families find things to do while waiting for their loved one to return. You have to occupy your time if you don’t want to get swept into the deployment blues.

 

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Download the book here: 200 Things For Military Spouses And Families To Do During Deployment- Beauties in Boots

 

Refuel Your Creative Well

Refuel your creative well; never let it run dry.

A few years ago, I interviewed singer and song -writer Lizh for The P3 Group Magazine. She and I had met at an open mic and I was instantly in awe of her talent. During the interview, we discussed losing the creativity energy. It’s something that happens to many artists. Lizh compared creativity to being a well and each time we create we drain a bit of that well. She said we should try not let that well run dry.

I can admit when I’m wrong or I’ve messed up. I have let my well run dry. There are ideas running in my mind, but when I try to put pen to paper, I’d rather put head to pillow and sleep. There used to be a time in which I could crank out a poem with ease. Now, I’m forced to relive moments that I’ve either tried to forget or still haven’t fully processed.

My goal is to refuel my creative well. Solitude and nature walks are my usual way to refuel, however, I am realizing I need something else. I started to realize this when I wrote a poem entitled, “Notes”. I miss a chapter of my life. I don’t miss the bad, but I miss the good. During this period of my life, I was the most creative and energetic I’d ever been. I had encouragement and support in a way that I’d never experienced. Then it ended.

Refueling this well is taking more time than I expected. As much as I wish I could “snap” out of it, I can’t. I’ll write on this blog more often as the first step. I’ll figure it out soon.

#NaNoWriMo2016

#NaNoWriMo2016

I’ve decided to participate this year. I have not made much of an effort to write since 2013. That year sucked and kicked off a downhill spiral of emotional chaos. Never in my life have my feelings been hurt so badly. My Granny died, someone really close to me broke my heart, and someone I guess I loved broke my heart. Sure, reading that sentence it seems trivial, but I’m leaving out ALL the details because it’s not your business.

I put away my notebooks, joined the Navy, and tried to forget. Please note that joining the Navy was somewhat in the plan before all of the foolishness went down. However, boarding that flight to Chicago, IL was freeing and the bus ride to Great Lakes, IL was even more freeing. Yes, people, boot camp was freedom for me. I didn’t have to answer a phone, hear any lies, listen to any excuses, argue, or deal with harassing phone calls. The sound of RDC’s barking orders was music to my ears.

Here it is 2016. I’ve slowly but surely started to pick back up my pen. My poetry book is still in the works. Poetry makes life more real. And when I started to brainstorm the poems for “Naked” 2013-2015 started to resurface. I put the pen down and put the book away. Welp, I’ve a degree in Sociology and studied Psychology as a hobby. I knew immediately that this meant I had not addressed everything that happened. I jumped on a plane and went to boot camp; away from it all. The truth is, it’s all still here.

I realized this even more when I read a new poem, “Notes” out loud. I wanted to hear how it sounded. What I didn’t expect was tears starting to creep up. I finished reading the poem, closed my notebook, and went to bed. Then today I see #NaNoWriMo has commenced. Ok, universe I’m listening!

My intent is to finish my poetry book before the month is over and to complete the first season of “The Other Side of the Fence” web series. I think it will be a nice way to inch closer to the ending of this year. The poetry book will be my first and perhaps my last. I haven’t decided.

I will be posting updates about my progress. You can catch me on Periscope @AngNaomi also. If I decide to do more vlogs, I will let you know or I’ll just post here.

I Miss My Characters

I cannot tell you how long it’s been since I’ve given much thought to The Other Side of the Fence. Honestly, the book has been one of the last things on my mind. The same goes for the poetry books too. My focus has been elsewhere and I feel guilty about it.

My characters have been calling my name. I miss them in the way one would miss an old friend. Spending time with them is now on my agenda.

The ultimate goal for the book was and still is to turn it into a web series. I’m going to go back to writing a few episodes. There are several questions left unanswered. The #1 question is asked at the end of the book. I cannot wait to answer it.

Yes, I know the answer to the question. I knew the answer when I wrote the book. As a matter of fact when I wrote that line in the book, I remember visualizing Danielle as she stood in front of the mirror. I could feel her sense of defeat. There was an urge to have her turn around and answer him, but she was tired. I ended the book that way as to not drag her through another page of embarrassment

Anyway, I miss writing. I miss keeping up with this blog. In a sense I miss myself.

I Tried to Hate Her

I tried to hate her. I wanted my readers to hate her too. I wanted to her to have the world in the palm of her hand yet screw it up at every turn. I tried. I really did try. When I created the character of Stephanie for the story Liquor Lesbian, I filled her with many negative traits. She’s an alcoholic. She’s selfish. She’s impulsive. She’s irresponsible. She’s heartless at times. I use writing exercises for all my characters. Once I give them traits, I ask why. Why is she an alcoholic? Why is she selfish? Why is she impulsive? Why is she irresponsible?

The answers don’t always come immediately. As I wrote Liquor Lesbian, I started to realize why Stephanie behaved the way she did. She craved attention and like a vampire on prey, she sucked it out of everyone she encountered. Stephanie is beautiful; in my mind, she’s unrealistically beautiful. She’s the woman who wears makeup for fun. She knows she’s beautiful too. She’s the woman who can steal your heart as soon as she rolls over in bed to say, “Good morning.” Yet she’s a hot ass mess.

Once I started revealing more of her background, I began to like her. She makes a reappearance in Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell. That is the story when Stephanie’s vulnerabilities show. I’ve already started brainstorming web show episodes and I know more about Stephanie than anyone right now. I can clearly see that underneath the designer clothes, lavish parties, and drunken nights is an abandoned little girl who just wants to learn how to love.  I can’t wait for you all to meet her!

 

The Other Side of the Fence will be relaunched shortly.

Reserve Your Copy of, “Naked” Today!

memphis 2015Reserve your copy of, “Naked” today! I’m a hodgepodge of emotions right now. Thankfully, excited is the top emotion. The time has come for me to open up shop. You can now reserve your copy of, “Naked” for $8.97 from now until Sept 30th. After the 1st the price will increase.

Naked will feature several of my most honest poems. Included with the ebook will be audio of some of the poems.

Reserve your copy today: CLICK HERE

 

Short Stories Weren’t Enough

The Other Side of the Fence is a compilation of 6 short stories. As my 8th-grade math teacher always said, “Folk, there is a method to my madness.” True, I wanted to try my hand at different writing styles, but I wanted to do something else.

A wise man named, Trick Daddy, once said that everybody knows somebody who knows somebody who knows something about it. When I began to outline The Other Side of the Fence, I drew flow charts. Think back to The L Word when Alice drew “The Chart” although my chart wasn’t sexual. I wasn’t connecting characters who’ve had sex with one another. I was connecting how the characters knew one another.

I charted out how their paths would cross. Would they have a class together? Did they work on campus? Were they friends with someone who was related to someone else? Are they from the same hometown?

These are a sample of the questions I asked myself as I charted the characters. There is a sense of reality when characters from 1 story have a connection to characters in another story. Method to my madness is that I need material for the web series. If I had 6 separate stories, I’d have to either create 6 web series or I’d have to choose 1 story and build from there. I feel that someone is thinking, “Why not just add in the other 5 stories.” Well, if you read the book and the 6 stories had nothing to do with one another it would be a little awkward to bring people in that have nothing to do with the storyline.

When you read The Other Side of the Fence, you’ll quickly see how the stories are all intertwined. Writing the first 2 drafts of the web series, I was excited because the pieces were falling into place. The way I wrote the book gave me a lot of wiggle room to play with the web series.

Once the web series becomes reality, I am speaking into existence now that it will last long enough for Devin to have his questioned answered. I know the answer and I’m ready to tell it. There are 9 women who have more tea to spill and I am ready to spill it!

Is Your Book a True Story?

OtherSideOfFenceCoverResize1“Is your book a true story?”

This is the first question readers ask me after they read, “The Other Side of the Fence”. I lie to you not, Anika Noni Rose was overseas filming “Half a Yellow Sun” when she read my book. The first thing she said to me after she read it was questioning which parts are true. I told her that my love life as a book would be a saga of incomplete sentences and abruptly ending chapters. If The Other Side of the Fence were a human being, the skeleton would be true; however everything else would be fabricated.

I don’t have any personal stories to share that would be long enough to write a book. Instead, I took a few experiences and observations and toyed with them. I used general conversations on hypothetical situations and toyed with them. So, sorry to disappoint anyone who thought they’d be getting the inside scoop or a true story. Since I’m a nice person, here is a small example of how a book of my love life would go:

 

We met and exchanged numbers. We went out one time. I called. No answer. I text no reply. My friends saw him in the club. He now has a girlfriend.

The End

 

See why I wouldn’t write about myself?

There are lessons to be learned throughout The Other Side of the Fence. Times have changed since the writing of the book; however, a few new laws don’t change years of ignorance and hate. A lot of the cliffhangers in the book will be answered in the web series.

A heads up to everyone, there will be new print copies available soon as well as an updated version for download. The content is not changing! I am going to have the book reformatted for printing and ebook purposes. I’m a Virgo. We love perfection. Now thanks to Fiverr.com I can outsource tasks for a lower price. I’m a Virgo. We’re frugal.

TBA- Naked: Poetry by Angela Naomi

TBA- Naked: Poetry by Angela Naomi

I have put off writing a poetry book for far too long. Honestly, I didn’t think my poetry was good enough to publish. I was nervous about disclosing my inner thoughts on situations. As previously stated in another blog post, I came up with the concept of the book from author Ashanti White. She’s a close friend of mine and I have followed her work for years. We were at a Words of Wisdom poetry slam in Chapel Hill, NC when she performed a poem that was personal to her. She said it made her feel as if she were naked in front of us. I took that concept and began work on Naked; my first poetry book.

The release date hasn’t been decided upon and as soon as I work out the details with my techie people I will be able to give one.

Naked will feature poems, monologues, and Haikus. When you purchase the ebook you will be given a code to gain access to a private section on this website. Once in that section, you will have access to the book on audio. When I reach 100 sales there will be a V.I.P. live Q&A with me in the private section. I won’t spoil everything, but there’s going to be something fun announced on that webinar.

Again, this is not an ebook of erotica poetry. No names will be said, but if you feel a poem is about you just think twice before you contact me. If the spirit compels you to contact me, I will reply to you on my own time.

Many thanks to my graphic designer in Spain, JB Inspiration. I told him my idea and he did the rest.

With that being said, I present to you the cover for Naked.

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