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For information sake, my children are the top four friends in my friends. And if at anytime you see something wierd pop up on my profile, blame them. They all know my password and all keep going into my myspace to change which one of them is my number one friend.

List of what I want to accomplish this next month

Finish a novel and start another

Find a three bedroom house to rent with an attic. I need an attic where I can write. Hell, I need a window in my writing space.

Look happy again

Gain my self confidence back

Be a mom my kids can be proud of.

Kick my daughter ali's ass for posting that video of me on her myspace.

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This Week

This is the week.

This is the week I turn it around. I start anew and forget the past.

This is the week I take my steps forward.

Everyday this week, I will start by doing something, telling myself something, anything to forge ahead.

Focus. Focus.

I can do it.

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Getting By

It's hard. I'm taking it one day at a time.

Reminding myself of a brighter future.

Looking at where I was before I met him, and where I am now.

Where I'll go next.

My state of mind. My state of being.

I was happy in life before I met him. I can be happy in life again.

I have a career that's blooming.

I had hoped to share it with him.

But, alas, that's not meant to be.

Right now, I'm his past.

One day I'll see him as such.

One day.

One step at a time.

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What is love - A ranting poem of anger.

I thought, you know, you married someone and it's suppose to be forever?

I didn't think marriage ended when a tour of duty in a city ended.

How ironic and coincidental.

I'm trying to find myself.

I made the stupid mistake of defining myself not only by what I did for a living but by who I dedicated my life to.

I never did that before this marriage, what made me do so now?

Love? As a writer, I believed I wrote great love stories within my books because to me it didn't exist.

Like the demons I pen or the antagonists. I was able to write about love because it was a piece of fiction.

For a short time, only a short time, I believed that not to be true.

Then, you know, it bit me in the ass.

I have to put myself back in that mindset.

Love is a state of mind, not a state of being.

Does it exist? Is 'in love' and 'true love' really out there or are they just phases we go through, that allow our walls to break, leaving us vulnerable to hurt and self doubt.

I hate that I feel this way. I hate that I'm so angy.

I feel like a failure of the heart.

But I promise myself not for long.

Once again, my writing beckons me powerfully.

The pen calls me to write and to tell myself, all this that I feel, all this that I lost.

It was fiction.

Pure fiction.

Like always . . . Finish the story.

Close the book.

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My movie projects
Current mood: bouncy

I've been getting a lot of messages regarding my movie projects.

If you're interested in seeing clips, please check out my youtube account. It's youtube/gojake

Also, visit our production company website

Retro Media

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I am Legend
Category: Blogging

Many of you have noticed I changed my profile. It is in honor of Will Smith's I AM LEGEND. A remake of my all time favorite movie, the movie that inspred me to be a writer, OMEGA MAN.

I'll be hosting an I AM LEGND party at my Dec 12th show, complete with giveaways.

Stop on by.

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Wow ...

OK, so I am officially new to My Space, invited by a Duke's Station regular to join. I do keep another blog. Perhaps this one will be the behind the scenes to that one :)

If you're bored you can visit my website.

GO JAKE

As for now here's some of my blog for today.

I was asked tonight if I ever saw a baby pigeon. Having grown up in the inner city, I have seen pigeons. While some kids were looking at blue jays, and sparrows, I was watching the gray rats with wings land and do what they wanted. But I can safely say, I never saw a baby pigeon.

Trick or treat is 12 hours away, or, somewhere around there, and I haven’t bought candy yet. Our trick or treater count is usually around 100, so I better get some goodies.

I hate Monday.

Anyone else?

Say it with me.

I hate Mondays.

Doesn’t make it any better, I can tell you.

So much to do, I made a list.

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