There is nothing more impossible, even now in 2018, than asking to see myself on the television screen. As an asexual woman loving Afro-Caribbean Latinx woman, the chances of me seeing myself for a accumulation of those pieces in one person alone on a television series or in film is like asking for the sun, moon, and stars as well as a billion dollars. It’s totally possible! The probability of it is definitely there, but I shouldn’t hold my breath either. So I break those pieces down, and find comfort in characters that sort of resemble who I am. I look for Afro-Latinx, Black, or brown characters, regardless of gender or sexual orientation. I look for queer folks, regardless of racial/ethnic identity or gender identity. I find empowerment with any characters who could be genderqueer or androgynous because I can identify with them as well as female identified people. I cast a broad net and find a bit of myself with everyone because it’s the only way I’ll be able to see something of myself on screen. It’s been that way my whole life.
Imaginary friends are the OG original characters before fan fiction ever became a thing after the internet blew up. The following is a scene in my mind if I ever had the chance to introduce my two favorite imaginary friends together (this is definitely still a work in progress):
Wary eyes glared at each other from across the room. Ice blue locked on dark brown, both filled with judgement and more than a hint of dislike. It wasn’t about who came first, but about who did the most for their creator. Who held her when she cried as a child versus who destroyed her enemies now when the world became too much. Protectors, they both were, but friends. Did they know friendship outside what was designed in them? Love? Could they understand the dichotomy they represented in the mind of someone who once saw herself as righteous compared to the realist, the grey, the demon who wasn’t really a demon as much as a djinn with too much fire, too much power, and not enough morality to care what she did with it. Both pairs of eyes rolled. She was thinking too much again, they said without words. They didn’t need words. Just smug smirks of understanding. Of acknowledgement. No, they’d not ever be friends. They both thought they knew best, wanted to be the sole protectors and providers. Their creator apologizes, has apologized, for that glitch in their matrix. She hadn’t wanted them to become as she was: a servant, a server, a provider. But broad shoulders shrugged off her useless sentiments, not in anger but acceptance. They were who they were and happy with their places in life. One, a dark knight, a paladin, with a righteous fury that slashed at her creator’s enemies with a broadsword and held evil at bay. Another, the djinn, a creature of fire and nature, a destructive force that brushed off what was considered right or wrong and thought only of what was wanted, who catered to her creator’s every whim because why the fuck not? Continue reading “A Scene Between Original Characters”
“Mi hija,” my mother would say whenever I got caught doing something I shouldn’t be doing, “Be a leader, not a follower. Tienes que ser un ejemplo para tu hermano y tus amigos (You need to be an example to your brother and your friends).” She would tell stories of her childhood in the Dominican […]
If there is one thing people notice fairly quickly while getting to know me, my mom is an important part of my life. She is the head of my tiny immediate family, and will soon be a very important matriarch in my extended family (technically, she already is but that’s another tale). Family drilled its importance into my head from a very early age, usually to my own detriment although I know that wasn’t the intention. But good intentions sometimes lead to bad decisions, and I freely admit I made bad decisions thinking about how it would help my family without thinking about how it would hurt me.
2017 has been and continues to be a crazy year globally, nationally, and locally. In my own personal life, it has been a year of learning and growth. After two weeks of practicing the art of saying no, the audience being my own self-control and impulse to buy the newest fountain pen or shimmering ink to match said pen, I am increasing my goal of saying no and putting a goal and purpose to it.
I am not old. Almost 28, and yet I’ve helped in raising a lot of my younger cousins. This weekend I discovered, as most parents usually find out, that my kiddos are getting older and becoming adults. And I hate it.
I love being outside. Like I LOVE being outside. It’s rejuvinating, it’s eye opening, and whenever I’m hiking, camping, swimming, or just sitting under a nice tree enjoying nature it’s a treat just to experience the world around me. I especially like being able to do so in comfortable (and practical) clothing.
I also like to support and promote companies that I feel support my passions and help fuel my desire to be outdoors. One of those companies is JUMPER Threads. Through Kickstarter, they produced my most favorite pair of sweatpants to ever exist (I mean it, I will create a load of laundry just to wash it and only when I really think it needs washing!). And right now, JUMPER Threads is coming out with a jacket line just as awesome as their sweatpants: The Action Jacket. Continue reading “For Those With Active, Outdoorsy Lives”
Another episode down and the Bold Type continues to dazzle me! I know, I know – I’m late to the show and late to recaps. But better late than never, right?
All the girls are dealing with shared drama, everyone continues to look gorgeous even exhausted and stressed out, and Kadena gave me all the feels last night. Can I just say how smitten I am with this show? Positively smitten!
Always excited to see Nyssa. Kinda wish (they probably won’t do this) there could be a crossover with Legends of Tomorrow for a NySara scene or two.
Fresh off the news that Manu Bennett is returning to Arrow as Deathstroke comes word that another fan favorite is headed back to Star City.
Katrina Law is set to return as Nyssa al Ghul for several episodes. Her arc will lead to a fight between Nyssa and her sister Talia al Ghul, played by Lexa Doig.
This confrontation seemed inevitable from the moment it was announced that Talia al Ghul would be featured in season five.
Nyssa (Katrina Law) and Oliver (Stephen Amell) are still married in the eyes of the League of Assassins.
When we last saw Nyssa, she had disbanded the League of Assassins and left to find her own path. She then returned to Star City for Laurel’s funeral.
Talia first appeared as Oliver’s mentor in Russia, however, it was soon revealed that she was supporting the evil Prometheus. She hates Oliver for killing her father Ra’s…
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This is fantastic news! So excited to learn more as everything develops and I can’t wait to see the spinoff.
Last January, it was announced that Kenya Barris’ hit ABC sitcom Black-Ish and ABC productions were in talks of producing a spinoff of the critically acclaimed show based on Yara Shahidi’s focusing on Zoey Johnson. The premise would be that Zoey will be “off to college… or “A Different World 2.0”.
Today, Shadow and Act reports that after three months of early production talks, ABC is moving ahead with the project, with additional casting announced this week.
ABC announced this week that Trevor Jackson (ABC’s “American Crime”) has been cast to play a college freshman (and classmate to Zoey/Shahidi). Additionally, Chris Parnell (“Saturday Night Live”) and Matt Walsh (“Veep”) have all booked roles as a pair of college administrators, respectively.
Jackson, Parnell, and Walsh are scheduled to be guest stars in an episode of “Black-ish”, which will act as a backdoor pilot for the spin-off series.
Filming for the untitled…
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I can’t think with the voices in my head
The voices sound like they want me dead
I can’t act with this fear in my bones
This freezing terror won’t leave me alone
I can’t love with hate in my heart
I’m trying to forgive but I’ve had a rough start
I can’t really seem to do anything at all
Nothing to uplift when all I’ve done is fall