My Heart And Prayers Go Out To

I Like To Read Octavia E. Butler's 'wild Seed' Over And Over Again. And J. California Cooper's 'the Wake Of The Wind.' That One Makes Me Cry From Joy. I'll Mourn - I'll Actually Mourn - And Then I'll Cry From Joy. She's Wonderful.

I Have A Few Caftans Just For Lounging Purposes. When I Want To Feel Free, It's The Closest Thing To Feeling Naked Without Being Naked.

I See Myself Being A Great-grandmother At My Great-grandson's Graduation From A School That Has My Name On It.

Heartbreak Was The Impetus To Me Writing Poems And Music In The First Place. Over The Years, I Had My Heart Broken So Badly That If I Didn't Find A Way To Get All The Pain Out, I Was Going To Lose My Mind. I Was Crazy! Like, Wanting To Slash Tires And Smash Car Windows. Crazy! I Was So Hurt That I Had To Write.

Singing And Acting Suit Me. I Made A Vow To Myself, To Do Everything That I Can Do With This Life That I Have, And I Have To Find The Time To Do This. Sometimes I Need To Be An Actress. Sometimes I Don't Need To Be Jill.