Today is the last day of NaBloPoMo! I successfully posted an article every single day for the month of November! Woop woop!
Thank you for joining me. I appreciate you reading! Tomorrow, I’ll write a summary post to share some stats and insight on what I’ve learned.
It’s been a great experience. If you’d like, take a second to tell me what, if anything, resonated with you, and what you’d like to read more of.
Eight months without sex is nothing. Sharma’s friend Naomi had been celibate for three years when she met her current beau. And he happened to be a perfect match, both physically and sexually. Naomi is 5’2 and rail thin with a natural afro fit for the gods. Her beau Larry is a husky 6’6, with a protruding belly and wirey, ginger hair peeking through his button holes. Just her type.
“I hope his schlong is thick and long.” Eight months of celibacy will give even the most modest woman gutter-brain. Sharma’s hormones were doing backflips. There would be no three year wait, especially not with this fine specimen she met online. “This butternut squash soup is the bomb, but I really just want him to squash his nuts in my mouth.” The internal dialogue went on.
Tyson’s heavy Nigerian accent made it easy to tone him out; she found his words hard to dissect at times. But his charm and chiseled physique made up for strained communication and overall repetitiveness. Sharma let out an occasional chuckle and a “oh wow, that’s interesting…” here and there.
“I bet he wears Magnums… Damn, I wanna feel his member in my mouth.”
Sharma kept her composure. Underneath the facade, her heart beat wildly as she squeezed her plump, generous thighs together under her dress, shielding a bare, protruding lady part.
“You know, Sharma, you’re more beautiful in person. Your pictures don’t do you any justice. I’m pleasantly surprised.” Tyson’s teeth showed. He grinned like the chesire cat in Alice in Wonderland.
The waiter whisked by briefly to make sure they were fine.
“Tyson, I don’t know where this is going. You seem like a decent guy… and I have no problem seeing you again. I don’t usually do this, but I… I… I really wanna fuck you. Tonight. Is the feeling mutual? “
Happy Thanksgiving to those who are celebrating!
I’m grateful for many things and I count my readers and supporters among my blessings! Thanks.
Today I’m plugging my son’s song. He wrote and performed the rap verses and produced the track.
Take a listen. I love this song and play it on repeat.
Here’s the link to the whole mixtape: http://www.1113.mixtape.com
I embrace my blackness, and my femininity, and the entire fabric that makes me who I am. My flaws, as well as my strengths. I enjoy being a black woman. Mara Brock Akil inspires me – to strengthen my writing skills, embrace, and further explore the ideas, and the historical and social components that make me and my sisters the complex beings that we are. Love us, hate us, embrace us – or not. I’m a proud woman. I can only hope to share my stories – our stories, as eloquently as Mara Brock Akil does.
Mrs. Brock Akil has written and produced for The Jamie Foxx Show, and Moesha, created her own show Girlfriends in 2001 (executive produced with Kelsey Grammar), and produced the Game, Sparkle (starring Whitney Houston), Jumping the Broom, etc. Her latest project is BET’s new series Being Mary Jane, starring Gabrielle Union - first season airs January 2014.
Her statement about writing and black women was part of her acceptance speech at the Black Girls Rock award show, where she received the “Showcaller” award this past November.
Mara Brock Akil
The idea resonates with me first as a black woman, secondly as a writer, and third as a complex being. Or maybe it resonated with me as a complex black women – a product of my environments and circumstances, and the manner in which I chose to allow life forces to shape me. And then as a writer. As a mother. As a daughter. A sister – in several senses of the word.
Mara Brock Akil with Gabrielle Union
I rarely watch television, but I’m looking forward to watching her new show on BET. Gabrielle Union’s character Mary Jane Paul is a single, successful black woman dealing with issues I can relate to. I’m here for that.