Ok so I know it’s only the pilot but I am in love with Twenties. Lena Waithe, of Dear White People fame, created Twenties because she felt it was a universal story and because she needed to tell it. While networks love the script and premise of the show; they don’t think there is an audience for Twenties. Now we have to prove them wrong. Lena’s call to action is simple, share Twenties with twenty of your friends. I have already raved about this show on my facebook and my twitter but this feels like a better way to do it. I mean, we can’t let Tyler Perry be the only voice of Black people, and especially Black women. Ugh, can we really handle more The Haves and The Haves Nots? shudders.
Although many people have been calling Twenties a “Black Girls”, I think it’s more than that. Sure they are twenty somethings struggling in a city, but Hattie is no Hannah and that’s a good thing. Some of my friends have said the characters are annoying, but to me that makes them endearing. The tampon vs. pads scene was something I have seen played out many times in real life. I wasn’t in love with the down low angle but I do know that’s a fear many women have while dating. I love all these familiar situations finally being shown on a screen. These aren’t your typical Black girl characters. But what I loved most about Twenties was the way the show dealt with Hattie’s sexuality. She’s not the gay friend, she’s the friend who having problems with her ex, who happens to be a girl. It’s not a big deal. But it was hit home in Hattie’s breakdown that she was in love with an emotionally damaged straight girl. (Nope, that couldn’t have been a vlog from one of my own exes.)
So check it out and let me know what you think.
Thank you Lena, I really hope someone picks up this series soon because I need much, much more twenties in my life.
Over a month ago, I moved to CT from my beloved Brooklyn to focus on my dissertation. My family offered me a deal that I would have been totally crazy to give up, and so I packed up my life and moved to Hartford. While I knew this was the right thing to do, it made me incredibly anxious and sad. The first morning I woke up, I thought I’d feel like I feel today: ready to get up and make it happen, but instead, I kinda dragged myself to the computer and I can’t really remember if anything really got done. Slowly over the past two months I’ve managed to complete most of the data work for my entire dissertation, get all the committee members, and put work into my proposal. I’ve been working on different versions of my dissertation for the past five years, so at this point, it doesn’t excite me like I wish it would.
But I woke up excited today.
As is par for the course, I’ve been incredibly anxious about my what’s next. I’ve been paying too much attention to what my rockstar academic friends have been doing and then beating myself up for not having done as much. I know, lame. But in conversations I’ve been having with my brother and some male friends, I think I’m stumbling upon my next big step. It doesn’t have the shape yet for me to describe it here, but I’m hyped about it. For the first time, I woke up (hyped) and walked to the computer (hyped) and started working (hyped). Instead of “this humongous, overwhelming paper that I don’t know when I’ll ever finish”, my dissertation has become “this thing I gotta get done now so I can do this really cool thing.” My plans after my dissertation still aren’t as clear as I’d like them to be, but they are taking shape, which is a relief. From the few people that I’ve spoken to about my next step, I’ve already received an incredible amount of support. As much as it scares me, it’s something that I can’t not try. It’s in a field and working with a population where my gender will be an obstacle and still I can’t stop.
I haven’t felt passion for a project in such a long time. I am so thankful. When facing hard realities, instead of feeling defeated, I just keep saying “there’s got to be a way to do this.” I have to keep pushing it. I’m too excited not to. Naturally, I’m terrified, but even that is serving as motivation. I’m about to make it happen.
to make a t-shirt. learn photoshop so i can make sassy look the way i want it to. learn css so i can complete this website. have some time to at least write the short story of what i hope to someday make a full novel. buy a camera (that works) and take dope pics of bk. or even just my house. or even frank’s cat. ah.
i just had to get that out. now back to being analytical.
p.s. this little rant of sorts was inspired by stumbing up made by girl. doesn’t she just look sooo happy. ah. oh and i totally want this poster she made. i just adore it.