Jay Gatsby, I still love you (WITH A WORKING LINK)

Yes, that is me in that picture.  That is an album that I wrote and recorded over a decade ago, and yes, you may think I look like some sort of androgynous, smoky freak...but I LOVED that picture and that record. (namely "Open My Eyes", "Hanging On", "Out of Here" and "West Egg"...the rest is sorta goofy)  Somewhere along the way,  life got in the way of what I really loved to do.  It got shoved into some back room of my mind and completely neglected.  And like a severely neglected child, it will creep up on me and haunt me.  Whhhhyyy...why don't you pay attention to me????   I generally punch it in the face and go back to what I'm doing.

Why?

Dunno, but methinks it's time to take writing back out of the closet/dungeon, NOT punch it in the face and give it another go.

Thoughts?

Love,

Katie

p.s.  You can hear parts of the songs, or download them from itunes:

Pink Cloud by Katie Morgan

or

http://itunes.apple.com/us/album/pink-cloud/id152143362

THAT Lady!

My name is Katherine Kelly Morgan. Some people call me Katie, some Kate, KK and of course... Dummy.  However in Dum's (Kristen) house, I'm regarded as "That Lady".  This loving moniker was given to me by their son and is said with an enormous amount of disdain.  Of course, the fact that I respond with this face, only exacerbates the situation.

Upon learning that I was going to ride in the car and go back to their house, he began to wail. Being the genius I am, I quietly said, "I'll be sleeping in your crib."  This sent him into a full blown freak out and gave me a tiny giggle.  Thankfully I do have one ally, the eldest daughter.  As we were loading the car and his anxiety was rising I overheard her whisper "she'll be sleeping in your crib with you".
Well played 'Ol girl...well played.

Thank God one kid likes me.

Love,

That Lady