If I'm to be judged by my body of work, I can live with that. I've shared lots of things with you all, mostly complete strangers from across the world. Nosy sons of bitches that you are. We exchange stories... some inane, others intimate or hilarious or tragic. We're kinda on it like that.
Looking through said body of work today, I tried to get a glimpse of what you see, the Wise you've gotten to know over the past two years. Some of you a lot more recent. Judging from the contents of my crates, I'm pretty consumed by family, love, boy bashing, TV, and the pursuit of premium liquor.
You know that I'm a NY girl, with island roots, the baby of my family. I have a dead dad, and issues thereof. I went to undergrad at Syracuse and hated it, so don't take offense when I hate on your schools too, Jam or La or Jonzee, et al. I have a love/hate relationship with NYC, my home for most of my adult life. Oh yeah, in March I turned 30 for the second time.
I'm terribly random. I admit. But also pretty direct and sincere. Particularly when it comes to the opposite sex. I started the blog because back in '06 I had had a succession of run-ins with young guys who were desperately confused about the women in their lives. And I mean simple, basic shit. This was my public service. But after a while you find your ego in the shadows, looking to shine, and the focus turns away from ridiculous dudes who lie on their dicks, to more personal relevant discourse. I've seen this exact shift in the bloggers I continue to loyally follow.
There's always that epic heart break. The thing you need to share in stunning detail and with jarring vulnerability in order for it to make sense in real life away from the blog. Judging from this body of work, heart break is an important fabric of Wise. Not only mine though. I acknowledge the shit you all share. The shit that fate brings to my doorstep.
Judging by my body of work, I've changed, as many of you have noticed. I'm chilling. Traveling. Boo'd up. Grad schooling it. Life is good.
And it is mostly. But it's also been dramatic. Lots of it not so good.
Lemme catch you up on who I am today, and you tell me what you see...
GOODBYE CALL...
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6 comments:
let's roll.
It's been awhile since I have visited. Congrats on all the changes. Now let's hear about the new boo ;-)
I'm still a Wise groupie and change is good. :-)
boo'd uP/ sound like u strapped lol
you are so entertaining...
Fuck that! This is life...strap yourself in...because what you think is the last part...this shit continues...single is as single does...and we...until married..are single.
I've read you, envied you for your youth...and hated you for...your youth. But I am here to let you know...this is life. We fucked up and fall down...but we get the fuck back up. You here me!!!
Love your writing from day one of me reading...through good, bad, pain and happiness...I liked you in love and loved you in pain...every writer is better when we have "something" in our life...we can't explain it, all we can do it write about it.
And...for show...do what you do and write...you do that shit so well...better than most in this blog-O-sphere!!
*did I cuss to much....heeheehee*
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