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Saturday, July 29, 2006

A blogger who doesnt blog

Okay, there aren't a whole lot of things I can't embrace. Blogging is one of them. I cant figure this stuff out. Maybe it's because I'm too busy, maybe its because my four year old is crying and pulling on my leg because my six year old won't let her talk to her. Maybe its because I have two deadlines in two weeks and I'm only half finished (I hope my editor isnt reading this), or maybe it's because the dog just pooped on my freshly cleaned carpet, or the fact that I finally broke down and washed my car, only to have a monsoon hit. Whatever the case, this blogging stuff is for the birds. Maybe I'll get with my friends Nina Foxx or Isiah Carey (the blog king and queen) to figure this all out....if only I could find the time.

posted by ReShonda Tate Billingsley @ 8:25 PM  

4 Comments:

  • At 4:19 PM, Blogger Nina Foxx said…

    Blog Queen here, Can you update, please?

     

  • At 7:34 AM, Blogger Tom said…


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  • At 11:10 AM, Blogger Bo-Legs said…

    Congratulations Reshonda. We are so proud of you. My question is where did you find the inspiration? Ive have an idea for a board game and I am having a hard time getting it off the ground which, as you know, can be discouraging. Any advice or suggestions. I won't give up, but don't know who to talk with about getting it published and so forth. Again, congrats! God Bless

     

  • At 7:55 AM, Blogger candy jackson said…

    OMG,
    Hey reshonda,
    I just sign up on your guess list today, and happened to read "Crabs n a barrell. It broke my heart. Why, because recently, I met an angel. I love to read and I read a lot, to much. Anywho, a friend of mine went down to the essence jazz festival and one of my favorite authors were there. She hooked me up with an autograph and gave the author my phone number then told her, "If you ever get to d.c call my girl so she can hook up your hair." Guess what she call. I knew this woman only through reading her books, but our first conversation we talk for an hour. My friend had told her that not only do I read but I also write. The author came to visit me and ask me to show her my work. She though my work was good. I kept trying to talk about hair, feed her lunch, do everything but talk about my writing but she kept coming back to it. Long story short, we've become great friends. She is helping for no other reason then she wants too. But guess what? what she didn't no was that I was at the end of my rope, looking back on the verge of suicide. My life had taking a turn and I lost my faith in myself and in God. All the hopes and dreams that I had for myself and my family seems to have all faded away. But then my angel came along. Reshonda, just her words of encouragement help me to rebuild my relationship with God. Dont stop being who you are because other dont think your worthy. God gave you your gift and he expects us to pass it forward. I, being on the receiving end can tell you, if I never ever become publish it wont matter, because what my friend did for me cant be written on paper, just written in my heart. Her name is Victoria Christopher Murruy and just her presence in my life has been the matter of life and death. So you see, you have to keep on keeping on. We the haters get you down, you ask yourself, you are you not to be beautiful, brillant, talented, fabulous? Dont let the haters draw a cicle around you, that shut you out. Now, I know I'm babbling but I have to tell you one more thing. Me and Victoria are like old girlfriends now, and I cherish everyday that we hang out. We talk, eat, talk about boy(LOL) and of course, talk books. I'm a nobody who met somebody, who happens to be bless with same talent as you. Keep doing you, and make no apologys for why other fill insecure with your success. Stay bless my sister and keep putting out the books. I'm on my way to border now, to buy up all you books, because Victoria told me to read "I know I've been change, and it was off the hook. I cried, prayed, drank a glass of wine and in the end had to repent. HA! so now I'm hook on your work. Well, I know your tired of me, so let me scarrrry on down to the store and get the rest of your books. Stay bless, black and gifted my sister. candy jackson

     

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