Well, I guess it had to happen some time. I have such a good following on Facebook that I kept getting folks asking me to “blog”. I was like ‘well hayle, don’t I sorta do that on FB anyway?’ My writing coach told me that wasn’t good enough, so I’m here. And yes, I have a writing coach. Just like if I was gon’ play ball, I’d have a coach. So don’t try to make me feel some kinda way bout that.
I’m sure you have learned just by reading this little bit that this won’t be a blog that is grammatically correct. So if you are looking to read the King’s English, this ain’t the blog for you. I’m from the “country”, so I write like I would talk to a friend. And that’s what I want this blog to be. A place where I can let my hair (wig or weave counts) down and you, the reader, can too. Where we can take our shoes off and sit on a couch without plastic, even if we have to keep our feet off the table.
I’m going to provide little snippets into my world (you know who I am..and how I was born the daughter of a sharecropper, during the worst of times and the best of times, yadda yadda yadda..) and also talk a lot about pop culture. I’m warning you now..if you a a member of the Beyhive, you gon’ hate me cuz I might talk about Beyonce, Jay Z, Solange, and even Matthew Knowles but some things ARE sacred. I won’t be talmbout Blu Ivy or them lil side uncles her granddaddy went out and had in his twilight years. Sometimes, I will talk about politics…sometimes, I will talk about current events. Sometimes, I will talk about reality shows, and sometimes I will talk about why ol’ people don’t need to have kids. And believe me, I know bout that, cuz I’m an old person with one.
Nothing is off limits (except the people at my job cuz ain’t nobody tryna lose they livelihood behind bloggin’). I just want to have a place to share my thoughts in this crazy world….and have y’all come through and read them. I also wanna hear from YOU, but be advised that ain’t no freedom of speech over here. If you say somethin’ outta pocket (that means “not nice”), I might have to delete it. But it’s all love. And I’m sorta forgetful so I won’t remember it the next day and will welcome you back with open arms.
I can’t promise I will blog everyday but I just might. You know black foke…when stuff is too much like work, we ain’t tryna do too much of it. But I will do my best to check in every other day or so.
Smooches! Or maybe Muah. Okay, I don’t know why I typed either of those. I was at the end and felt like I needed a sign-off. I will work on that so that this blog doesn’t become “lame”. Okay, I’m out…..
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