Regarding Ray Lewis...

I read an article in the Washington Post titled "Ray Lewis will end storied career in Super Bowl 2013, and yet I can’t root for him," written by sports columnist Mike Wise. After reading it, and seeing reactions from people on Facebook, I decided to write the following response to someone who posted this article... "While I'm not a Ravens fan, I'm glad for Ray Lewis and I can't think of a better way to go out, public or not. And regardless if his retirement gave some extra juice to the team, the games still had to be played and won.

What disturbs me about the article is the writer's negligent view of a gifted black athlete who, despite some issues that developed during the course of his soon-to-be hall of fame career, chooses to hold on to very personal feelings about this public figure. Lewis was an athelete, not a saint, and since the tragedy that came to his door years ago (which Lewis faced and handled publicly within the letter of the law) he has gone on to do some very positive things through his foundation, as well as becoming an advocate for people with disabilities in the greater Baltimore area. Why the rancor when this man deserves the respect from his overall body of work? Because he's given extra scruitiny because people feel as if he "owes them" more because he's black. The fact remains that black athletes are under such scrutiny and are made to think that they owe someone for their individual success. While that doesn't always excuse negligent behavior, what it does allude to is that the "system" of slave/owner is quite prevalent in sports, as it has been in our society since Columbus so-called "discovered America," and the black athlete is under an even greater microscope than others of equal or even lesser talent.

That's why I'm happy for Lewis. He played the game he loved, made his money, does his charity work (which very few seem to talk about), and retired as a champion. No one's career in anything is loaded with all high points and no low ones; we all have periods where things don't go well. The most we can hope for is to leave when WE are ready to go. And if it's in front of cameras and adoring fans (as well as the "Haters") then good for us - and GOOD for Ray Lewis."

dtb

This and that...but mostly "this"

Well, it's done! I've finally graduated from City College. Thus far it was the crown jewel of everything I've ever done, and not only was it completed after 3.5 years of struggle, but I managed to earn an undergraduate degree and master's degree without owing a cent. I have so many to thank for that, most importantly God Himself. It was definitely meant to be and I'm glad that it's done so I can turn my focus to new projects.

Over the last few years I've seen a renaissance grow within me that's been remarkable. Back when I was growing up in Chicago, I didn't have the support I needed to make the kinds of decisions I'm making today. I lived with people who had more of their own interests in mind rather than what was best for me. I exhibited a love of writing way back when, and these particular people were aware of it, but they wanted me to do other things instead. I've often believed that if something was meant to be, it will still be there later on. It took a while, but I found something that I love to do and am parlaying that into what I hope will be a long and rewarding career. There's nothing like finding something you feel destined to become, and I'm definitely feeling as if all this was meant to be. God has blessed me with His loving Grace and made it possible for me to get this far. My goal now is to continue putting good vibes out into the universe with the hope that it eventually makes its way back to me, which I believe it will.

Life is a cyclical process, and like bell-bottoms, it eventually repeats itself. If you manage to do things the right way during the first go-around, it can come back to you even sweeter than before. That's my goal: to treat people with respect, to do honor by my craft and continue to grow as a human being so when the cycle completes (and repeats) I can build on my good fortune.

Here's to the start of a brand new life. Everybody needs a new life once in a while.

Sammy's Carol Book Trailer

Attached is the book trailer for my forthcoming release: Sammy's Carol.

Click this link to view the trailer.

Enjoy,
Dave

ABOUT SAMMY'S CAROL

Sammy’s Carol is about an African-American man named Samuel M. Wade, Jr. who shares his story of how Christmas became a special “anniversary” where he learned important lessons regarding manhood, dignity and pride. As a teenager he was conflicted about his use of the N-word and how it affected his relationship with his peers, but through the guidance of a few caring “visitors” on a snowy Christmas Eve in 1997, Samuel was challenged to re-examine his life in order to gain a new perspective on what it means to be young, gifted and black.

"Five-Point-Five!"

'Five-point-five' has become my favorite number. Prior to that, it was 'two', signifying the position I was given by the Dean of my pledge line shortly before becoming a full member of Beta Phi Pi Fraternity, Incorporated over twenty years ago. But as I mentioned, that has all changed, and as much as I love my Fraternity, this new 'favorite' holds a deeper significance in my life; one that goes beyond my t-shirt/jacket wearing days as an undergraduate on the campus of the University of Illinois.

'Five-point-five' represents the number of years it took to go from being a transfer student at SUNY Empire State College to completing my MFA studies at CCNY. While some might say that's a relatively short period of time, I would counter that besides obtaining two degrees and growing as an artist, I also put to rest a number of old ghosts that had followed me since my teenage years. While getting a college degree was always a personal goal, the 'how' and 'what' part of this odyssey was always in question. A situation from my past led me to having to pay out of pocket for my education. That same situation also altered my course of study. I've long known I liked writing stories, but certain "influences" once selfishly advised that "black people don't make money as writers." Whether that was true or not was irrelevant to me at the time, and some today would question whether that advice was sound or was given to purposely sway my attention into another direction. Regardless, I ignored my interests because of these influences. I was a decent student, but could have been better had I made my own choices. And since I was fitting the bill, I should have negated those influences and gone my own way. Unfortunately I didn't follow my heart and ended up dropping out of college.

My odyssey took me away from my beloved hometown, to three different cities in two different states where I eventually landed in New York. A job loss is what brought me to a major crossroad in my life and caused me to ask some difficult questions: do I continue along the same road of working in an industry that didn't fulfill my spiritual and emotional needs or should I venture down a new path - one of uncertainty and challenge, but the opportunity to realize some long-deferred dreams? With the encouragement of two very special people in my life, as well as a timely (and unexpected) bit of assistance from a former love, the year 2006 became a year of change. I went from being an outsider of my own true self to a participator in the fulfillment of it.

From the day all of this began I was a catalyst in my own personal renaissance, watching myself being rebuilt piece-by-piece. The 'skeleton' of my new self was complete in June of 2008 at the Jacob Javits Center in Manhattan when I walked across the stage as a college graduate. The 'flesh' began to attached itself a few months later and has gradually been added until five and a half years later the total embodiment of the 'new me' became ready to take on new challenges, successes and defeats, all in the name of my artistry. Next to the Grand City of Chicago, writing is what allows me to spread all the love my heart desires and represents the missing part of my life that has finally been realized. Because I have been blessed to find my passion, I will strive to not only become a better writer, but a better friend and companion to anyone who needs/wants me in their life. The influences who dominated my former aseptic life are gone. The dawn of a new day started four days ago when I completed my last class and brought an end to five-point-five years of restructuring, of the shedding of old skin, of relieving worn-out suitcases filled with rocks, so the load I carry along my personal Emmaus Road becomes lighter.

I needed a new life and it was time. Confucius once said: "Choose a job you love, and you will never have to work a day in your life." I have chosen wisely. And because I have, the life I lead today has become something special. Something new.

Everybody needs a new life once in a while.

"Balloons" by David T. Boyd on Zombie Coffee Press

Tomorrow is the day! The author introductions are currently live on the Zombie Coffee Press website.

Enjoy,
Dave

"Lux" is finally done!

Last night, after three years and eight months of hard work that began on Block Island, RI, I finished the third and final draft of my novel "Lux ex Tenebris." I can't believe how far I've come with this book and never in my wildest dreams did I think it would develop into a 350 page, 90,000 body of work. During the course of my entire graduate school experience I have slaved over it, month after month, taking it through four fiction/novel workshops at City College, slaving over re-writes and agonizing sessions where I wondered what book were other people reading during critiques. I'm glad I stuck with it. Perhaps it's a part of my "Taurus" nature - stubborn, determined and thick-skinned. Wanting to see a project through and make it into something special. Not only do I believe I've done just that, I also have left the door wide open for it become a series.

So what is "Lux ex Tenebris" about? It chronicles the lives of two men: "Cupid" - an African-American man born on Chicago's south side, who has suffered tremendous heartache at the early loss of his parents and is raised by his grandmother and grandfather, and Antonio "Tony Cupp" Cuppicciotti, Jr - an Italian-American man born in "Little Sicily" on Chicago's north side, who has long lived under the shadow of his celebrated father - Antonio Cuppicciotti, Sr. "Tony Senior" became a superstar in the Chicago Police Department due to his legendary take down of the Ferruccio Crime Family. "Cupid" (a nickname given to him by his mother after giving birth to him on Valentine's Day) and Tony Junior both do seemingly evil things, but Cupid serves as an anti-hero who struggles to find meaning in his life while Tony Junior was affected by a single moment from his childhood that puts him on a path of rancor and vitriol. Their lives parallel for most of the book until a chance occurrence brings them together. Can they put out the fire that burns within them and make a return to love? I guess you'll have to read the book and find out!

This became my masters thesis somewhere around a year and a half ago. I had another project in mind, but this book took up so much of my time that I thought it would make a great thesis. It really feels great being done with it, and my intention is to locate an agent who will hopefully land it with a traditional publisher. Why this, you ask? I believe not only could this book fare well in a larger marketplace, but I can also see a film project come out of this as well, in addition to a three or four book series. I will consider later projects for Another Shore Press, LLC, but this could be the one that gives me the exposure I'm looking for.

We'll see.

Dave's Top Five Horror Films!

Since today is Halloween, I thought I'd have some fun and give you my top five favorite horror films of all time. First - some noticeable absences. THE EXORCIST? Love this film, but the idea of Satan inhabiting the body of a human being is more supernatural to me and less "organic horror". I prefer the classic match up between one good guy and one bad guy, both within the constraints of this world. THE SHINING? Classic! Masterpiece! Wonderful! One of my favorite films of all time! BUT this movie is a cinematic "all-you-can-eat" and to merely define it as horror would be a shame. A NIGHTMARE ON ELM STREET? The original is good, but by now the idea of a bad guy chasing teenagers was becoming old hat. FRIDAY THE 13TH? A clear Halloween rip off! And I've never been a Jason Voorhees fan. CANDYMAN? Hmmmm...interesting (especially since I was a UIC student when this was being filmed in Chicago). Maybe top 10 or 15, but definitely NOT top five! NIGHT OF THE LIVING DEAD? Like CANDYMAN, it narrowly missed this list.

So now that we've got that out of the way, I'm sure you'll disagree with a few of my choices, but take a look anyway. You might be surprised!

5. DIABOLIQUE

Scary 1955 French film with English subtitles. Black and white, which only adds to the creepiness. Great use of shadows and build-up of suspense.










4. PHANTASM

A cult classic directed by Don Coscarelli. Mike, Jody and Reggie go to battle against "The Tall Man", who steals corpses, puts "yellow blood" in them, crushes them down to dwarf-size and ships them to a hot, red planet and uses them as slaves. Make sense? No, but it's still a great film! And don't forget the "flying ball" that bores into people's heads!



3. PSYCHO

I am a Alfred Hitchcock nut! Psycho is just beautiful film making and story telling and served as a trendsetter for a score of horror films that came later. Perhaps what I love most about this movie is how the "spider" has set up a web to catch the "fly", but instead of waiting with the spider we instead follow the fly into the web. It was a very different way to tell a story. To this day I keep an eye out whenever I take a shower!

2. HALLOWEEN (1978)

It was VERY hard for me to put John Carpenter's cinematic masterpiece in second place. VERY hard. Michael Myers is the smoothest on-screen serial killer of all, with exception to one other person! (which I will reveal momentarily). Forget Jason, Freddy, Chucky and the rest. Mike is a bad boy! He always knows what angle to stand at to keep out of sight, when to turn up the speed and when the precise moment has arrived to step out the shadows and attack. There is no one better, except...

MY BOY DR. HANNIBAL LECTER!!!

1. THE SILENCE OF THE LAMBS

I've read the books. I've seen the movies. Sorry Mike! Love you, buddy - but even YOU have to take a back seat to Hannibal. Dashing, debonaire, worldly, has a flair for the finer things in life, brilliant and absolutely (as Martin Lawrence would say) CRAAAAAAAAZY! DERANGED! My favorite lines from this movie come when Lector is challenging Clarice Starling to think about what Buffalo Bill is after when he kills.

HANNIBAL LECTER: First principles, Clarice. Simplicity. Read Marcus Aurelius. Of each particular thing ask: what is it in itself? What is its nature? What does he do, this man you seek?

CLARICE STARLING: He kills women...

HANNIBAL LECTER: No. That is incidental. What is the first and principal thing he does? What needs does he serve by killing?

CLARICE STARLING: Anger, um, social acceptance, and, huh, sexual frustrations, sir...

HANNIBAL LECTER: No! He covets. That is his nature. And how do we begin to covet, Clarice? Do we seek out things to covet? Make an effort to answer now.

CLARICE STARLING: No. We just...

HANNIBAL LECTER: No. We begin by coveting what we see every day. Don't you feel eyes moving over your body, Clarice? And don't your eyes seek out the things you want?

SEE THIS SCENE!!!

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And there you have it! My top five of all time. Do you agree? Disagree? Let me hear from you!