Flipskript Ink

As I balance my days between the 9-to-5 and the pen-and-paper on the side, I find myself nervous and confused about self-publishing. I'm still editing the second draft of my chapbook, Slow to Anger, and my very awesome friend, Poetyc Visionz did my book cover. By the looks of things, I better get goin on dee good foot fast. Ironic. I already let the anger channel through my being and my book was one result. Now, I have to let the anxiety channel through me so I can see the finished copy? Scattering the searches through sites like Outskirts Press , CreateSpace , and the newly formed SheWrites Press , I also thumbed through the pages of the annual Poet's Market and Writer's Market. I remember when I first moved to Dutchess County last year and I began This Year You Will Write Your Novel by Walter Mosley in the public library. I spent nights reading the book inside the library, taking notes in my notebook on the tips I needed to get myself going. The ambition, determina...

Photo courtesy of wotyougot . I read an excerpt of La Toya Jackson's latest book, Starting Over. Tell me how I'm didn't even buy the book and I'm already fighting back tears. I wrote about La Toya and Janet Jackson in a school paper a few years back in college, Virgin, Vamp, and Sweet Little Tramp , now titled  Sexual Schizophrenia. It mainly dealt with the American view of sexuality in the media, women, and race. I had to compare and contrast a lot with the racial part because...well let's face it, it's 2012, racism is not dead and sex is running as rampant as the common cold germ. Nonetheless, I was excited and anxious to delve into La Toya Jackson's life story. She was the Jackson sibling with the pretty face (they're a good-looking family), kind of quiet, and suddenly she disappeared, reappeared, everyone hated her and I couldn't understand why. I was determined to find out what happened to her when I became an adult. I saw her famous...