How much? As Much As I want. I workout hard and then gem-flaunt. I’m well hydrated so I don’t thirst haunt. I’m into creative touchdowns and I accept most script-punts. 

Good morning, hun.’ How did you sleep last night? Me? Like a baby; a grown one who writes.

I spent the weekend in hiatus mode. Dialogue was a hog; I wrote and wrote and wrote

the deeds that each protagonist will sow and things are shaping up well. — When I write I form life and zone-out for a birth-laboring spell. 

I’m alive & well today and am happy to report that my hands are fine. They did not cramp but composed a stamp like Robert McKee’s STRUCTURE design.

As Much As I’d like to say that things are moving fast — I cannot because R&D is hot and I tend to make it last…

Yes, I played some Keith Sweat because when scripting emotions it’s no mystery — that you should start with a little R&B, so I yield to Black History. 

Surely you knew that I was going to mention that, — after all the month of February is for the love of Blacks.

As Much As I wish that all I did this weekend was write and Discussion RISE — I must admit I reaped some serious endorphins from physical exercise. This weekend was about glutes, hips, and thighs. Kinfolk, when I tell you I put in the work — I did. My fitness level is revived.

Good morning, good morning, I am alive and I’m loving my thighs. Let today be a day of hard work and well-deserved high’s. I’m awake and I’m wide eyed. I feel cute, but could use the eye of Jeremih:

I’m working from home today in a brand new pair of heels. Creativity is wielding me like a vehicle; I’m the wheels. A little metaphoric spill for a Sapeosexual thrill, if you will. 

It’s early on this opportunistic Monday. I’m already claiming it as a “fun day.”

Much like the headlining picture – may a nice arse be every girls fixture.

I’m definitely working on my own as I serve wordplay on this Monday,

I’m Qui

and As Much As I want to retreat, my legs and these scripts have much to say. 

The hours will be long | My WORK is My PLAY:

LaToiya Williams’ melodic tunes deliver me to scripted-swoons of nookie-at-noon and Monday is not ever too soon.

Today is LEG day: