See If You Can Follow This...

Whenever you write, usually the first draft sucks. Usually. It just depends on how long something festers in my head before it hits the paper. I can have success with my first draft. Sometimes when I read things by other people I wonder what thought got them to the point of writing. Because I know for me it could be anything..and sometimes whatever it is doesn't even appear in the content of what im writing. I wanted to show something from my writing process. I wrote two things yesterday...we will just call the first a rough draft..and the second a final draft.


Well I was riding in the car and this came to my mind..."People can't believe what i've become, the audacity to be me."

Thats all I had. I had no intentions of creating anything out of that, but once I got out of the car it was still sitting with me.So I began to write(at the salon no less..crazy thing is I write a lot there):

people can't believe what i've become
the audacity to be me
how dare i not roll over
allow you step on me to your throne
how dare i shout
like i got a song to sing
how dare i say i love myself
and mean every word
how dare i smile in your face
because im happy within

people can't believe what you have become
the audacity to not be you
how dare i not..
be all i can be
how dare i not...
allow hope and faith be my guide
how dare i not
stop at the sky


And that was it. i just need that to get my juices flowing and then i actually wrote something and went like this:


Tell me how it makes you feel
When your black man says,
"Im not the father"
Tell me you have a plan of attack
Not only for Iraq,
but for our black
Tell me am I not suppose to react
Without a counterattack
A pro playing baller
With more hoes than 0's
You tell me you dont remember COINTELPRO
Even their intelligence
Could not intellect the dialect of this situation
Prohibition to Probation
You tell me what's the issue
Men cry for their daughters
No less than the women that cry
When he leaves their bed
Have we come to a point
Where nightmares have replaced dreams
The day won't even let us escape
That's all im trying to do
Is free your soul, free my soul
And maybe one day we can have soul food.

That became my final draft entitled "Soul Food" which i did not name until the last sentence....It is still really hard to explain how i got to the second poem from the first, but I thought I would atleast try to share the process.

The April, May, and June Fablog

Since I decided to host on blog spot, I had to find a way to keep the old post....so here is a link to the previous post for April, May, and June.


http://www.pedagogyofmissfab.com/2008.04.01_arch.html (april)

http://www.pedagogyofmissfab.com/2008.05.01_arch.html (may)

http://www.pedagogyofmissfab.com/2008.06.01_arch.html (june)

I Decided to Host on BlogSpot

So I have been going through a lot of changes with my site...and decided that i should host on blogspot. This will make life a lot easier for me, and for you.

I will be trying to get all the post on here...or i may just leave this off in the outerspace...we shall see.

The site will still work as is...except for the blog or fablog which will be hosted at missfablog.blogspot.com.