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A Throwback To Yesterday

Monique

A throw back to yesterday when I was really feeling myself

Some days you have one of those “I’m feeling really cute today” days. Yesterday was one of those days.

Consensual Non-Monogamy: It’s Not Just For White People

Lawrence from Insecure

HBO

On last night’s episode of Insecure, Molly quipped that she thought open relationships were some white people shit. OK, she didn’t say it exactly like that, but that was indeed her point.

Consensual non-monogamous relationships are are not just for white people. I wrote a piece on The Root discussion my own experience with it.

Many of us were raised on the idea that we would grow up and find one person that we would marry and be with forever until death do us part. We would have children with this person, buy a home with this person, and build a life with this person that would look like some combination of all the ‘perfect’ families we watched on television and live happily ever after in monogamy.

Read “No, Open and Non-Monogamous Relationships Are Not Just For White People

The Sweetest Hangover

Monique in T-shirt and Panties

When you wake up in the morning feeling yourself

If there’s a cure for this, I don’t want it. If there’s a remedy, I’ll run from it.

With so much craziness happening in this country this weekend, I took long breaks from social media over the weekend and indulged in self-care in the form of multiple orgasms. It was glorious.

I’m usually plugged in and connected all the time, but I found myself disconnecting a lot this weekend, locked in my apartment with a lover who was working here for the weekend and therefore got to bypass my usual ‘no overnights’ rule because when I see him, it’s always special, and we like to make it last.

And then, the morning after he leaves, I wake up feeling like this — blissful and ready to tackle whatever the day throws at me.

And even though I think I’m full and I’ve gotten all I can take, love in the form of an almost 3-hour phone call from someone else shows up, and pushes me further into the “Bitch, you on now!” mood.

Cause I am on. I looked at myself in the mirror this morning and said, “Fuck that; I’m on.”

Monique - T-shirt and panties

I put on this shirt that Jae gave me. Parted my hair and put some handmade bows in it. Put on red lipstick.

Sat on the unmade bed that is still covered in his scent, and took pictures of myself in my t-shirt and panties because I’m on, bitch.

Nothing can top this mood today.

Today, I am unstoppable.

 

How Mike Brown’s Shooting and the Ferguson Protests Made Journalism Even More Important to Me

Ferguson, Missouri

Photo by Michael B. Thomas/Getty Images

When Mike Brown was killed in Ferguson, Mo., on Aug. 9, 2014, I was still in journalism school at Arizona State University, learning more about the effective use of social media and blogs and the impact they can have on social movements. I was not aware of how important that information was going to become for me until months later, when the movement to save black lives came to the forefront of our collective social conscience.

Read “Mike Brown, Ferguson, Mo., and How the Movement to Save Black Lives Changed the Way I Do Journalism

Roscoe’s Chicken and Waffles (a haiku)

Roscoe's Chicken and Waffes

Roscoe’s Chicken and Waffles (Photo by Monique Judge aka the journalista)

Me, as a dinner

A number one with two thighs

with extra syrup

 

Cheers to New Beginnings

MacBook

My work MacBook arrived yesterday

I’ve been holding on to this news for the last two weeks, and now that my work laptop has arrived via FedEx, I feel like I can share my news with the world.

Yesterday was my last day working as a freelance writer for The Root.  As of today, I am a full time staff writer for The Root,  the site that took a chance and gave a platform to a highly opinionated hard news writer from the west. I am so grateful.

I will still be on the news desk at night, and I will still be bringing you my cutting commentary, but now I do it with a salary, benefits, and a job with a media organization that will only continue to grow.

Don’t ever let anyone tell you dreams don’t come true. They do, and sometimes they come with a brand new MacBook for you to write your success with.

MacBook Pro

My work MacBook Pro

It’s the Little Things

Latte with art

Latte with art from Javista

It’s the little things, like avocado toast and lattes from Javista.

It’s the big things too, like friends telling you they appreciate the work that you are doing, and they want to see you be successful in your journey.

Out of nowhere yesterday, one of my friends sent me this message on chat:

“My nigga, i just needed to take a quick second out my day to reaffirm that i genuinely appreciate your journalistic endeavors. I’m not talking about any one piece in particular. But the entire body of work, at least from my perspective, is always consistent and speaks for a lot of people I would imagine, who don’t have a voice. Your pen is strong and I sincerely hope you achieve everything it is you set out to achieve , i think the world will be a better place for it.”

First of all, you know it’s a real when they start the message with “my nigga.” I was so humbled by that. Aside from the ones who are very vocal about it, I don’t really know which of my friends are paying attention to the work that I am doing, so when they come to me like this and tell me, it lets me know to keep moving forward, that everything I am doing is worth it, and the best is yet to come.

avocado toast

Avocado toast

I received another compliment in the form of someone asking me to work with them on a pretty big project. I cannot divulge the details yet, but trust me when I tell you that just the fact that they asked me was enough to put a grin on my face that wouldn’t leave for hours.

I’m doing real big things over here.

Writing is a labor of love. I do what comes natural to me, but there is an intense amount of brain power that goes into have consistent, quality output on a daily basis.

With that comes a responsibility to self care, and I find that in the form of my biweekly mani/pedis, my morning walks to clear my head, sipping coffee slowly while I sit at my laptop and laugh at Twitter, getting lattes and avocado toast at Javista, and spending time with my friends, my sister and my nephew. It all adds up.

It’s the little things, and the big things too.

I’m going to be honest and admit that I am still adjusting and getting my life together after the four-day weekend last week; I never fully got it together last week, but it was not for a lack of effort.

Something about spending three days in a row drinking and partying with some of my oldest friends, and then using the last day to soak up Vitamin D by the pool with my sister made it hard to return to real life when it was time, but I promise the motivation is coming back a little bit at a time.

I still have a lot on my plate, and I move through my to-do list like a champ, but as fast as I can check things off, I am tacking more things on, and it becomes a never-ending cycle of “I have so much to do!”

I stay motivated though. The only way you can make it out here in this craft is by continuing to go after the stories that need to be told, putting the words down on paper (or on the screen) and keep rising to the top.

As ever, I am grateful for this life. I rise early each morning not because I have an office job to rush off to, but because I have writing and writing-related tasks and goals that I want to complete.

The good energy gives way to good feelings and good things keep happening, as it should be.

Good morning.

I’ve been up since 5:30 a.m. preparing to conduct one of the biggest interviews of my journalism career.

This is huge.

I was talking to my best friend last night about being fulfilled by the pursuit of our dreams, and living our best life because we are following our own paths.

Today is definitely a landmark event along those lines.

I am eternally grateful for the blessings and opportunities that continue to come up for me.

I promise to continue to do good work and be a representation of meaningful, ethical journalism.

Let’s all have a great day.

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