I’ve got dreams to remember

This album is my writing album.

I open emagination.org and let the stories out, one by one. It was supposed to be 90 stories in 90 days, and it will probably be that. Just not 90 consecutive days because life always makes other plans for me even as I’m paying it my utmost attention.

I think my favorite character so far is Zelie, named after the song. She floats like a younger Thandie Newton portraying Sally Hemings in Jefferson in Paris, somewhat loosened by drugs like Thandie’s character Cookie in Gridlock’d. Looping the tune in my iPod, I wrote this for you:

High and fashionably late, Zelie’s toes were cooled by the morning dew as she dangled her sandals over the back of her chair, obliquely squaring off with her mother, their accountant and Zelie’s lawyer over brunch. They were press­ing her about the money, it was always about the money. There was plen.ty.mon.ey and the constant arguing over it…gah…I’m losing joy, mama. Losing joy.

Her mother swooped in with a lethal don’t give a fuck about your joy, and Zelie’s high escaped through the portal in her soul only mothers can rip apart, the one near the base of the brain and distinctly different from the portal usually chosen by men who disappear into the goodnight leaving you for dead and island police searching your apartment at sunrise.

I locked the stories with a pass key once my job search began anew. Some people have no idea how to use the Internet, and those are the ones most likely to use it against me. My name is on the site and attached to each story. Separating fact from fiction is best done over a plate of eggs and toast or, at least, with a fighting chance to explain myself. On a whim, I may unlock them. We’ll see. My mood is weirdly these days.

My original plan for this post was to share my top 10 or 20 most played songs in my iTunes. Then, in embarrassment, once I discovered #1 happens to be The Lord Will Make A Way by The Reverend Al Green, I decided against it. I was expecting Slick Rick or Eminem or something moderately hipster. Heck, the Dixie Chicks. Instead, in descending order, it’s Rev. Al, Earth Wind & Fire (hell yeah), The Jacksons, R. freaking Kelly, Cake, then Chad & Ryan from the soundtrack of High School Musical 2. Hahahahaaaa. Shoot me, then roll me down the hill in a blanket, I’m done.

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