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Running: AMOK Artist Q&A- Colette Williams

Colette Williams is Mama Belle in Running: AMOK.
Click the image below to read her Q&A.

Running: AMOK Artist Q&A- Nia Simmons

Check out my latest Q&A with Running: AMOK’s Nia Simmons

Running: AMOK Artist Q&A- Lyn Artope

Here is the Q&A with another beautiful actress performing in Running” AMOK.

Imagine, plan, prepare, execute…
“And you will know them by their fruit”

Running: AMOK Artist Q&A- Déjà Belle

Imagine, plan, prepare, execute…
“And you will know them by their fruit”

Running: AMOK Artist Q&A – Rayona L.Young

So loving the momentum I am gaining… enjoy this article!

Imagine, plan, prepare, execute…
“And you will know them by their fruit”

Khadijah Ali-Coleman – Running Amok with Running: AMOK

Khadijah Ali-Coleman
Author of Running: AMOK

I have tried to volunteer with Khadijah since 2009 via LiberatedMuse.com when there was performers using their talents for fundraising efforts after the tragedy in Haiti, and I finally got around to attending a free workshop she held earlier this month about “Writing Your Life Story”. After that, I went to a free preview of her play Running: AMOK on March 26, and was pleasantly blown away by the sheer talent of the women involved, the music, and the presentation. I am really looking forward to seeing the full production in DC during its Spring 2011 season.

Here is the DC Examiner article I wrote about her and the upcoming performance of her play. This woman is no joke, and her work ethic inspires me to increase my own self-discipline and produce. I am going to interview the other wonderfully talented ladies in the play as a prelude to my review article of the play itself, which I will attend in May of 2011. Stay tuned!

Imagine, plan, prepare, execute…
“And you will know them by their fruit”

Goddard College- IMA’s New Blog

 ”..your exuberance in the new version of the IMA blog

I still don’t remember this picture, but I can truly say that it is an honest representation of my Graduate School experience thus far… which INCLUDES all the mental spelunking, HARD work,and  prayer I need to get through each project. Transformative Language Arts Practitioners brave a lot of uncharted ground, and I am humbled by my G1 Advisor Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg for starting this new blog where we may learn and grow in this new practice.

Virginia Snowstorm

It was eerily quiet as I left work at 4:30, and the snow was already falling thickly, pressing down the air like a mashed sandwich. I was 7:05 when I pulled out my journal and started writing because the snow plow in front of me was turned off, and the driver was helping someone in front of him who had gotten stuck. My bladder was full at 5:00pm, and if it hadn’t been for the inclement weather cancellation, I wouldn’t have been able to make it to church for the Wednesday night bible study. I was still on the road home and hungry, thinking about Burger King (which was closed and dark as I passed it), but otherwise calm, and I felt protected. My brother prayed for me, and I really felt the fabric of angels’ gowns as they encompassed me.

It was kinda wonderful to see how we, all those stranded on the Pike, became an army in combat. We combated the slush, snow, stuck cars, and general impatience at the unwelcome obstacles to our commute. One army man in fatigues helped at least three or four stuck cars (that I saw, he gave me a gentle push at a particularly hairy spot). It took over three hours to travel six miles. I remember having passed his parked truck miles back. I saw how haggard his face was. He wasn’t wearing a jacket. He was cold, he was tired, he was out of breath. I couldn’t have been more proud of him if he had been my own son.

Photo by yours truly, from the safety and warmth of my vehicle
1/26/2011
Thank you sir. Thanks to everyone who got out and pushed the Pike along last night.
…a little while later…
Snowstorm is over, but its effects remain. It’s 5 or so in the morning, and I’m writing this by candlelight because the house has not had electricity since before I got home from work where parts 2 in my evening took place.
Once I got home I couldn’t get into the driveway, so I parked (as I sometimes do) on the street just past the house. I got inside and there was no power, so candle-lighting and shoveling commenced. I half-watched passing traffic, which was when I noticed that there was a downed power line about, oh, six feet from my car. I was going to make the attempt to move the car with a little help, but I didn’t want to start the car so close to the wire and turn myself into popcorn. I called my boss (a retired fireman) and he assured me that starting the car would be fine, so I did.
And then I threw the phone in the street.
He mentioned the phone was more an issue than the battery. At least, that was all I heard before the phone went flying. The street sparked green and blue like Independence Day, but the sparks were thankfully not from the wires near my car or home. There was at least one other downed line less than ten feet from the side of the house. I wasn’t worried. I danced my car into the driveway and once parked, went inside.
9-1-1 was busy the ten or so times I called, but I did get through to the electric company to let them know about the downed lines. She was glib. “There are a lot of downed power lines”, she said. But I heaped blankets on myself and went to sleep, just as cozy as I wanted to be. I admit to being a little afraid to turn the car on last night, but I can honestly say that it was rather thrilling to do. I will never forget looking at the downed wire, so close (and getting closer from the weight of the snow) as I turned the key… The last 18 hours or so have been, well, a bit of an adventure. Go Cali-girl! Kudos to me for my new level of snowstorm survival (Insert mental dance of coolness unparalleled)!
And on the way in to work this morning, the night’s treachery gave way to the most beautiful drive. The sun was out, and the whole area looked just like a Christmas card.
Photo by yours truly 1/27/2011
It would be a “watch-how-you-drive-and-oooh-that-car-is-still-stuck-wow-I-am-praying-for-you-cuz-you-got-some-SERIOUS-shoveling-to-do” kinda card.
Photo by yours truly 1/27/2011
But a card nonetheless.


Imagine, plan, prepare, execute…
“And you will know them
by their fruit”

Fairfax Open Mic at Cee Fine Thai via Meetup

The food was awesome. The music was awesome. I sat in the back and watched musicians; making friends as I talked about the thing I love. Of course there were grumpybumps more than happy to comment from the back, and not step to the front, but they are everywhere.

I was happy to be around creative people; writing, eating (did I mention the good food), and singing (which I did a tiny bit). I plan to do more next week. If you are in the area, please join me!

Imagine, plan,
prepare, execute…
“And you will know them
by their fruit”

2010… a brief review with some 2011 dreamseedlings…

I must admit, I don’t make resolutions for the new year. I decide when I decide, and that is when I start (or stop) doing something. This year, I decided to start writing in a blog. This year I decided to start Graduate School. This year I decided to drink more water (that was more like this month). Instead of making a bunch of out-of-my-mind promises for 2011, I am going to take this moment to reflect on 2010, and the people, places, and things that I have just brought into my life, or taken for granted would always be there.

  • In 2010 more than any time in my life, I really started to understand that I serve God because *I* love God, not because someone told me to. I am not perfect, and I am SO glad that that is not my job. I will change and improve myself, and I will not pretend like I am not Christian for the people it makes uncomfortable. I want to get deeper in.
  • I left a job I didn’t like for a job that I love, and the hardest part was letting go of “them” for what I wanted. Around the same time, I started Graduate School, thinking that there was no reason for me to wait, and that I would walk into my artistic nature and stop disrespecting it for the sake of “them”. A girlfriend of mine told me in 2009 “do you”, and I think in 2010 I really started to understand what she meant, and walk in it.
  • I truly started to walk in my calling as a writer. And I have started writing ad copy, restaurant reviews, this blog, poetry, one woman shows, the book revision… one of my writings 30 Day$ was one of the hardest things I have ever written, and even though I have only let a few people read it, it was a big release for me, and I am better for it.
  • In a singing performance, I was called a Psalmist. I want to realize more of this in 2011. I played Mary Wells in The Motown Journey (and with the help of my friends in the cast, I kept from going on stage and doing unwanted reveals to flash photography). I want to do more acting in 2011, not only of Theater Ensemble work, but of my one-woman shows as well, and I want to sing more, record my originals more, just produce more of my own work. I have the feeling that I am going to start drawing in 2011, because in 2010, I really started feeling in my hands the desire to draw some of the things I see (this has started in some of my photographs). I have many stories I want to tell, my own and others.
  • Some of my friends have gone through a lot this year, and all I could do was pray for them, and send them letters or emails or calls or share food or whatever. A couple of the close women friends in my life have had to fight for their children. One by holding on, and one by letting go, have helped me to not take for granted the sacred calling of marriage and motherhood.
  • I had some serious moments in 2010, and I realized that blood or not, the people in your life that God has blessed you with need to know that they are loved, and prayed for, and thought of, because you need it too. I have the most awesome cast of characters in my family. Newborns with dimples, future teachers (HI MOM), Scratch N’ Riff (with my favorite songs, Let Go, and Dreamcatcher (Higher), World missionaries, E-traders, Performers, etc. That is just what they do, not even who they are (or what they are to me). Sometimes it’s a hot bath, sometimes it’s a little bit of their absence, but I am just blessed by the people in my life.I reconnected with some people in my Santa Barbara years, and seriously I was blown away. I didn’t know I was loved that much. I still have no words to describe how that has affected me.

I could really go on this list for days and days (as you can see), but I have just been humbled by the strength of the people that I have met in 2010, and the people that have continued on my life path with me from previous years. When I look around the walls of my life, I have to laugh and cry and feel content, because there is no one else who could be me, and I am glad that I am.

So… I wonder what 2011 is going to bring? Care to join me?