good afternoon love bugs! don’t call this a come back. i’m just stopping by to say hello…

luv always,
aich

i think it’s almost time for brave star to be put to sleep officially. technology is ruining my writing process. time for some major changes involving more handwriting and holding reading material with my hands, and less instant publication of under-developed thoughts.

sigh, i miss writing. i need to get my act together.

Narrative Magazine has a new interview with my main man, Junot Díaz. Aside from admiring his work, I have the hugest nerd crush on this man. Whew!

See:

Junot Díaz
An Interview with Reese Kwon

Junot Díaz is home again, and everyone here seems to know it. From the moment we walk into Harlem’s Café Largo—all tea lights and exposed brick, chicken milanese jostling for menu space with chicharrones de pollo—people rush up to say hello. The hostess greets Díaz by name. The manager gets up from his bar stool and gives Díaz an emphatic handclasp and a how-do. The tall guys at the next table, the former student, the children from the birthday party, the man who leans in from the open window: they all know him, and they want to welcome him back.

“I haven’t been in here for six months,” Díaz explains. Since the publication in late 2007 of The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao, his acclaimed first novel, Díaz has been on the move. He was in California yesterday and will be upstate tomorrow. He doesn’t know how long it’s been since he slept in the same bed for two consecutive nights.

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i suppose yesterday was the low i needed to hit in order to feel better today. things just may work out after all. fé em deus.

hi y’all. if it isn’t obvious, i’ve been gone for a while. this summer has been a rollercoaster ride that has been dipping lower and lower as the days go on. i’m trying my best to stay positive despite a general feeling of disappointment and disenchantment. ugh. i am in a horrible mood.

the graduation mayhem has finally ended and i’m exhausted. after a lovely sunday morning farewell at kwh, i realized how much i was tripping a couple days ago when i said i was gonna go to law school. some virtual hand should have just reached out of the computer and smacked me for that. i guess it is nice to have a solid back-up, though. the graduation and commencement ceremonies were typical fanfare, but fun. john legend (!),  our graduation speaker and fellow alum, told us we had soul power and reminded us to speak against injustice. i haven’t felt such a sense of camaraderie or accomplishment in  a very  long time. it still seems a bit unreal. anyway, when i got home this afternoon, i found two important e-mails waiting for me, evidence of the universe’s blessings unfolding. i should have been more patient. i should have realized that in order for these two days to have been as wonderful as they were i needed something equally as awful to compare them to. i had been taking my good days for granted before. but now i’m glad to have them back. everything is looking up and i am looking forward.

hurrah for the red and the blue =)

today we had yet another graduation event. i actually got there too late to have enjoyed it, but i did get to see an old amigo, which was nice. afterwards i went over to my godmother’s house and had maybe the best conversation of this year. we talked about love and poetry and travelling and angels, and she fed me cake and sweet tea, and just made me laugh and feel good in general. i’ve been kinda bogged down for a lil while, but those couple hours sitting in her kitchen, really gave me back to myself and put me in a mood to enjoy my final two days of college, and not worry or regret, or completely check-out. it’s like she knew just when to call. tomorrow is my bachalaureate and monday is my commencement and i can say now that i am in good place to make the most of them. here’s looking forward.

i know i said i wouldn’t be writing here but i’ve just been having the weirdest experiences lately. i found out today that i didn’t get this awesome job that i wanted, and after a couple of other rejections related to stuff that i’m passionate about, i’ve really started to reconsider what i’m pursuing in life to the point where i have contemplated studying law instead of poetry. i never thought i would feel like this. it is really freaking me out. i wanted to be a lawyer from the ages of eight til about fourteen, but since then i’ve been all about being a writer. i suppose i could do both, but the problem is that that would entail going to law school and probably not getting an MFA. since i’m pretty much all set to start my poetry program in the fall, i dunno if i’m just having cold feet or if i’m having some kind of weird intuition. ugh i need some kind of calmant in my life. i am a friggin ball of anxiety these days…just needed to release that thought somewhere. thanks for listening. i’m going to have a cup o’ tea.

this week has probably been one of the worst in a while. despite finishing my last undergrad exam on tuesday, i have been more stressed out this week than i have in a long time. i’m supposed to be happy and excited and sentimental about graduating, but really i’m worried, annoyed, and feeling in a rut in general. i feel unhealthy, out of shape, and just plain uninspired. i feel like i’ve been swirling in an abyss of negative energy. ugh. apparently mercury is in retrograde til may 30, so hopefully june will be better. that said, i’m probably gonna end up taking a break from writing here. i need to get where i want to be.