Friday, February 27, 2009

Apparently I've displeased the writing Fairies..


I don't know what the hell is going on, but very weird things are happening to me and around me. If you remember I lost an entire chapter of the novel I'm working on. I blamed it on my sister's laptop.

But now I'm back home in my own space, working on my beloved MAC and it's happened yet again!

I wrote a about ten pages yesterday, changed most of the characters names, spell checked and then pressed SAVE.

I spent the morning redecorating my blog, had a bowl of cereal and then opened up my document to find that there was no new material, no changes - it was as if yesterday never happened!

I'm sure my neighbors were wondering what in the world was going on over here. I won't repeat the string of expletives that spewed from my mouth.

I'm really beginning to think that someone has put something on me. It happens, you know.

The other morning I came down stairs to find the curtain that hangs over the glass of my front door - on the floor. The hooks which hold the rod, are shaped like L's - they somehow turned themselves upside down.....spooky, right?

And oh yeah there is this really weird, other worldly sound coming out of my car radio anytime I turn the dial to FM 85.5.

I had a friend by some days back - a friend who'd never been to my home -- and now I'm wondering.....did he walk something in?

I'm going to smudge my house, take a spiritual bath, chant and pray that I fall back in favor with the writing fairies.














  • Bernice L. McFadden
  • Monday, February 23, 2009

    This is why I write...

    Today is not a good day for me. I lost an entire chapter of the book I'm working on. I think my sister's laptop ate it because it hates me. The chapter was pivotal. I slaved over it for three days and now it's gone. *sigh*

    Everything seems out of wack right about now. I feel terribly unbalanced - you Libra's out there understand how upsetting this can be. My thoughts are scrambled - well you know he does that to you - so says my best friend, and she's right. The niece stayed up late to watch the Oscars (I was done when Penelope Cruz walked away with the Oscar leaving Viola and Taraji skinning their teeth when I know all they wanted to do was cry) so the niece stumbles into my bedroom this morning talking about she's sick so could she stay home from school? I said: Do I look like bo-bo da fool? Have you forgotten that I been down this road already - got a 21 year old daughter to prove it. You're tired not sick - now get dressed for school - you'll wake up when that cold air bites you.

    Anywho - whenever I'm feeling a little under appreciated, or just flat out sad I go back and read through the comments readers took the time to leave in the guestbook on my website. Its like medicine for the soul.

    Here is one of my all time favorites:


    Date August 19, 2003
    Name Debora Crawford
    Email decrawf@nyct.com
    Home Page
    City Avenuel
    State New Jersey
    Country USA
    Comments I started Loving Donovan on a Thursday morning on my way to work. Angry because I had to stop reading once I reached work; couldn't wait until 5:00p.m. Finished at 6:30 that evening on the train on my way home. I had a lump in my throat the size of an orange I wanted to cry so bad on that train. I can't wait to see this story on the large screen accompanied by a Jill Scott soundtrack. I was so totally moved. I left the next day, Friday for Myrtle Beach. I hardly remember the 12 hour drive there and back on Monday because all I could think of was Donovan. I feel so much hurt and compassion for the brother. It was eating me up. Loved the book. Gave it to my best friend; begged her to read it. SHE LOVED IT!!! I'm telling everyone I know it is a MUST READ. I have a question; page 94, was the little girl outside on the sidewalk singing Over the Rainbow Campbell? Thank you so much Ms. Mcfadden for a magnificent story!!!!





  • Bernice L. McFadden
  • Thursday, February 19, 2009

    Just a li'l something to break up the day

    Today I am blogging from New Jersey. I am here playing nanny to my niece, as her parents are on vacation and I'm the family member without a "traditional" job i.e. I can work from anywhere in the world - so that makes me a prime candidate for friends and family to call upon to babysit. You may remember my last nanny position in Ooo-Hio.
    But the thing is I really can't write just anywhere and I envy those writers who can. My characters aren't always eager to follow me across the waters or even across the state line.

    To make matters worse I left my lap top at home. Little did I know that the two computers here at my sister's house do not have Microsoft word - which is my program of choice. *ugh*

    Before I came here I'd been on a writing roll. Since returning from vacation I have written 34K words. Now I'm not saying there all good words - it is just the first draft -but still....

    Now I'm at a standstill and its driving me crazy.

    The flip side is maybe this a much needed break I didn't know I needed. Yesterday I slept all day long. ALL DAY. I tried to watch the movie "Gang Related" four different times on Demand and each time I fell asleep. I'm embarrassed to order it again -- what are the people thinking in the On Demand department of Comcast? LOL

    It looks like its going to be a lovely day. If I were anywhere else I would jump in my car and just drive. But not around here, the police department is a tad racist. I received my first ever moving violation ticket a block from this house - I've had my license since I was 19 years old. Two marked cars swooped down on me, kept me sitting in the car for about 15 minutes while they ran my plates (i'm sure more than one time) - I'm clean hear? Not squeaky clean like our new president - but damn close to it! In the end I received a $185.00 ticket for an illegal U-turn - but I really think I was ticketed for driving while Black. That experience scarred me, and so my car will remain parked and if I have to go out, believe me I will be on my P's and Q's.

    I'm looking forward to going home for the weekend. Keep an an eye out for me, I'll be driving the black car doing 90 over the Verazzano bridge.













  • Bernice L. McFadden
  • Monday, February 09, 2009

    The Evolution of Azsa (my baby turns 21 today)



    Today is my daughter's 21st birthday. Some of you reading this entry know her personally and have watched her grow into the beautiful young woman she has become today.

    Azsa is my daughter's middle name. It is my chic spelling of the Swahili name Asha which means LIFE.

    Last year when I was visiting her at school, me and a few of her friends went out to dinner. The conversation fell on first meetings and my daughter turned to me and asked how we first met.

    I first met my daughter on a balmy Barbados evening. I was sitting on the verandah looking at the stars when the phone began to ring. I leapt from my chair and a tug in my gut nearly collapsed me. I eased myself back into the seat and gazed down at my tummy in great wonder. What the hell was that? I thought -- upon my return to the states, my question would finally be answered.

    Feburary 9th is especially significant to me for a number of reasons:
    1. My daughter was born on this day.
    2. One of my best friends/cousin was born on this day.
    3. Alice Walker was born on this day
    4. 10 years ago ON THIS DAY I sent out the query letter that would garner me the agent and the book deal that started my career as an author.

    February has consistently paved the way for great and beautiful things in my life.

    On this special day I thought it would be fun to share a few "random" things about Ryane Azsa:

    1. She says she hates when people ask her is she wants to be a writer like her mother, 'cause she doesent. Well I say hogwash to that! She has a great writing style and voice - I think she'll come around. She was adamant for years that she would never loc her hair - and now she wants to.

    2. R'yane is 5'11 1/2 inches tall.

    3. She favors her father so much I often wonder if I had anything to do with her conception.

    4. She can back a car into a parking space like an old man with a cigarette clenched between his lips while Bobby Blue Bland wails from the 8-track player of a 68 Cadillac. I sadly, cannot do this nearly as well.

    5. I offered to take her on a 3 month trip around the world after she graduated high school. This would have required her to enter college the following Spring, instead of that September. She turned me down.

    6. When she walks down the street or into a room - women stop and stare - like she's and exhibit ( her words not mine)

    7. Didn't start sleeping through the night until she was two years old.

    8. Took her first plane trip at nine months old.

    9. Never really crawled - and when she did she crawled like a cripple - it was painful to watch - she started walking at 8 months old.

    10. When she was little sugar would make her ultra-hyper. On days when it was too cold to go outside my mother would sit her down at the table and give her potatoes to peel so that she could burn the energy off.

    11. Never - ever asked for a baby brother or sister and scoffed whenever I suggested one.

    12. R'yane went shopping (alone) for a pair sneakers. She was twelve years old. The sneakers were for camp. I told her be sure not to buy a white or light-colored pair. She came back with a white pair. So now whenever I tell her not to do something and she disobeys I scream: Its the white sneakers all over again!!!


    You're welcomed to drop by and leave a birthday message on her blog - I'm sure it will add another level of joy to this her very, special day!




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