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rgillum
Hometown: Atlanta
Role: -
Specialization: Africana, Afro-beat, Art/Architecture, Cooking/food/wine, Drama, Entertainment, Fiction, Gospel, Hip Hop, Music, Pop, R&B, Rap, Travel, Writing
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My passion is writing. Screenplays, Novels and Song lyrics are my specialties. My ambition is to be the first African American to win an Oscar for "Original Screenplay".
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Activities: Writing, track & field events, traveling
Favorite Music: R&B, Blues, Gospel
Favorite TV Shows: Criminal Minds, CNN, Roots
Favorite Movies: Devil In A Blue Dress, Stomp The Yard, Precious , Malcom X , Glory
Favorite Books: Black Like Me, Invisible Man, Roots, I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
Influences: Gordon Parks, Walter Mosley, Dianne Warren , Bill Cosby,Dr. Louis Henry Gates, Cornell West, Dr. Maya Angelou, Malcolm X, Huey P. Newton, President Barack Hussein Obama
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rgillum's Featured Art
Sing A Simple Song
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Sing A Simple Song/ Story excerpt
Nettie Mae jerked an opened her eyes at the blaring of the car horn.
She squinted and remembered her glasses were perched on the top of her
thick grey hair.
“How ya doin Sister Murkins” a shrill voice yelled from the black Cadillac Escalade. She recognized who it was immediately!
“Qui t honking that horn Blossom! You woke me up from my nap” , she
replied angrily! Blossom waved again from the car and lite a cigarette.
Bloss om was her youngest daughters best friend. A sissy or as they
called them today, Gay! Gay, sissy or whatever that boy could sho do
some hair! Course Blossom’s real name was Lewis Brown. His mother had
been her best friend before she passed twenty years earlier. The boys
of the community named him Blossom Butt years ago. Folks said Blossom
used to meet men folk in the park after dark and do the nasty! He had
the biggest behind for a man she’d ever seen in her life! He used to
laugh at how many homes he’d broken up! Wonder why a man would want to
go to bed with another one? Bible spoke against it but it sho didn’t
stop them men folk from giving Blossom money! Every Friday night him
and Cloisonne, her daughter would go to the Sludge, a local bar and
grill. Sludge had been in the community forever! When she was a young
unmarried woman she used to put on her spike heel shoes and a sheath
dress to party down there. An old geechee nigga named Zeke used to fry
up the best chicken and fish in the world! He was sweet on her and
would give her three side dishes with her fish instead of the usual
two. But when she married Otis Simmons he stopped that mess. He
continued to go there but since she was now married, no respectable
marr ied lady would be seen within a mile of that place! A screen door
slammed.
“M ama why didn’t you tell me Blossom was here? I been in the kitchen
putting those collards in a bowl for you.” Nettie Mae looked up at her .
“ Hope you didn’t put them in the freezer. I may have a taste for them
later on girl.” Cloisonne waved at Blossom. She was five foot eight and
shapely. Her waist was small and the girl was a high yallow. Thick hair
tinted blonde and styled to perfection, thanks to Blossom. She was a
supervisor in the Water Department at City Hall. Like her four other
siblings she’d graduated from Lincoln University in Jefferson City,
Missouri. She bent down and pecked her mother in the top of her head.
“So you like this dress Mama...More >>
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