Sunday Funday! a lil blast from the past

Here was my first interview. a little over a year ago. please keep in mind i was extremely nervous. Thank you for all your support. As always thanks for reading. 

here is the link to my books that i have out.
https://www.amazon.com/labyrinth-thought-meisha-macillas/dp/0692738002/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1477853811&sr=8-2&keywords=Meisha+macillas

And here is the link to the poetry book discussed in the interview.
https://www.amazon.com/Messy-Mind-Poetry-Book/dp/069255775X/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1477853811&sr=8-1&keywords=Meisha+macillas

Series Wednesday: Timetopia page 6

                We are not far from the Questions hall, but before we can go in Rev prepares me with the fake hair and nose. Looking at my drawing, I see the tracking room is the third restricted room. The Questions hall is very different from the library and the wellness centers. There are 30 wellness checkers, 20 mangers, 15-20 Questions hall workers and that’s not even counting the visitors. I am afraid we might not be able to even get in the room with that many people there. “We are going to get your mom out don’t worry.” Rev says as she puts her hand on my shoulder. “Thanks.” I tell her and we start to walk up to the Questions hall. “Hello, welcome to the Questions hall. To your left is the room of answers and to our right is the ideas room”, says one of the workers as we walk in. I take a deep breath as I follow Rev. “So where is the tracking room at?” I grab my drawing out of my bag. It seems to be down the left hallway, the forth room on the right, next to the control room. I hand the drawing to Rev and point it out. Rev smiles at me. “Let me do a pass by and see what we are working with.”  Rev walks toward the room, I start to walk to the answers room. That’s where I see a worker I know. She’s a few years older than me, we all thought she would get erased because she was always so openly defiant. I guess they just put her good Questioning skills to use. I see all the kids writing their question on a piece of paper to take to the Question master. “Do you have a question I can help you with?” I hear from behind me and I take a deep breath, I wish Rev was next to me. I turn around and it’s Alexis, the girl I knew from my school. “No thank you. I am just looking around.” She looks me deep in the eyes. “Ava is that you?” How did she know? Oh no I’m in trouble now. “How? Did?” I can’t even get the  words out. She laughs. “Ava it’s okay, take a deep breath. Whatever is going on I won’t say anything.” I take a breath of relief.  “Thank you” is all I can muster up. “May I ask? Why do you look so different? What is going on?” says Alexis. What do I say? Lying is never a good thing. “I have no idea. They took my mom and someone is keeping her here. I’m not sure why or where. I need to use the tracking system.” She looks at me for a second. That’s when out of the corner of my eye I see Rev walking back up. “We need a key card to get into the room and that’s if we can get past the guards.” Rev says before she notices Alexis in eye range. “They have your mom in a Questioning room. That’s where they keep the trouble makers. I have a key card to the tracking room. I’ll help you.” I’m not sure why she is helping us. I want to ask but she motions for us to follow her. Rev grabs me by the hand and we go.

                We are almost to the door making it through the crowd, when a wellness checker stops us as we walk right up to the door. “What is going on here?” I hide behind Rev. Alexis didn’t seem to hesitate. She says “I need to use the tracker.” to the wellness checker, but he didn’t seem to like her answer. “Please sir, it’s my little sister she hasn’t come home in a day. My mom is very worried.” Rev sounds so sweet I just look at her. How is this the same girl I have been traveling with? The wellness checker seems to like Rev because he smiles at her and runs his hand down her cheek. “Well we wouldn’t want your mom to worry now would we.” He moves out of the way.  Alexis opens the door and we walk in. “EWWWW. Good to see men are still pigs, at least that is still the same.” She is doing a weird motion, she is wiping her arms off. Alexis walks up to the screens and turns them on. The brightness from the screens light up the dark room with no windows. “Okay I just need your mom’s bar-code.” I nod my head. “It’s 0456x3ub82.” She pushes the buttons on the screen. “I hate how you say bar-code so casually. Like oh no big deal that you’re all being tracked.”  Rev says. Alexis looks at her confused. “It says she is in room 18. That’s not too far from here, it’s just down the hall way.” I look at the screen in disbelief that my mom is so close. “What are these other lights?” I ask seeing a bunch of lights around the room. “They are other people. It looks like two wellness checkers, a manager and a head question master. What did your mom do? It’s a really big deal for a manager to be there.” I take a deep breath. Rev pulls my hand for me to step behind her, so I do. She steps in front of me, pulls out a knife, puts it to Alexis’ throat, and pushes her against the wall. “Why are you helping us? Why all the questions? Did Richard tell you we were coming?”  Alexis doesn’t seem afraid at all. She motions for Rev to move the knife so she can talk. “You have no idea what I have seen here. They don’t just erase people, they make them disappear where you can still remember them. If someone asks the wrong questions about the Five or how their technology works, we have to inform the head question master. It’s not okay what they do. You have no idea. I beg you to kill me, please I can’t keep doing this, it’s not the adults that kill my soul. It’s the kids. They do not care what age you are. No one told me you were coming I swear. I don’t know any Richard’s either.”  Rev steps back as Alexis falls to the floor. I had no idea anything like this happened in Timetopia. She is crying on the floor she seems so broken. I can’t help but hug her. “How do we get the guard to move so we can get your mom?” Rev is looking at the screen. “A fire is the only thing they are told to leave their post for.” I look at Rev and she nods. I guess we are starting a fire.

Lots of moving parts

    Good morning! i hope everyone had a good weekend. i am moving not to a another state this time. but to a town house. so i have been busy trying to get everything together. its been a lot of work. but don't worry tomorrow will still be series Wednesday.  Thank you for all the love an support all of you have shown me. As Always thanks for reading

Series Wednesday: Timetopia Page 5

                “SO……. I’m not trying to be rude, but do you have a plan? Or are we just going to sit here for a few more hours?” Rev is right, I need something. Some kind of plan. Then it hits me. “We need to find out how the building looks on the inside to get my mom out.” Rev throws her hands up. “Wow, it’s that easy? We can just walk into city hall and get the blue prints. Right?” I sit there for a bit. “What is city hall? Is that in the Bronx? And what is a blue print?” Rev sighs. “Great. You don’t even have a city hall??? Where do you keep all you information at? The great hall of knowledge or something ridiculous like that?” I think she is mocking Timetopia. “Well we do have a library that normally where we keep information at.” Rev just sits there looking at me. “You have a library? They rename everything but they leave library. Okay.” Rename?? What?? There she goes again making me question things. Whenever I try to bring it up she always blows me off. I need to stay focused. “Yes the library holds all the records of Timetopia from the beginning. So if we need the Questions hall layout then we need to go to the library.” Seems simple enough to me.  Rev sits there, she is thinking it over. “We can go to any library there isn’t a special one we need to go to?”  I don’t understand what she is asking, all the libraries hold the same information. “We can go to any library. The one close to the Questions hall would probably be the smartest.” There Rev goes again rolling her eyes at me. “Okay let’s do it. I mean I can’t let you go on your own. Right?” I’m not sure why she is asking me that. “Right.” I respond. She just looks at me and starts to head to the library near the Question hall.

                “Ava wake up we are here. I swear you are always sleeping.” Rev is shaking me. We are parked in front of the library. The large stone walls that hold all of our history. We start to walk up to the library and Rev stops walking. “You have got to be kidding me! No way.” she grabs a rock and throws it at the library. I grab her arm and stop her from throwing another rock. “What is wrong with you!?” I ask her. “Do you not see that the sign?” I look up at the words carved into the library, the same words that are carved into all of them.  “Yes I do. It says what they all say, Knowledge is only what the higher power allows it to be.” She is now making growling sounds. “I can read. But do you know what that means??? Do you know what it really means?” I have never thought about what it meant, I just have always seen it since I was born. “No I guess I don’t.” she starts to head inside. “It means censorship.”  Rev seems to really dislike the sign. We walk into the library. “So where do we get the blue prints?” I look back at Rev. “Blue prints?” she sighs at my question. “Where is the buildings map?” I think I know what she is trying to say but with Rev it’s always a guessing game. “I have to draw it.” I walk over to the how our world began section. “What do you mean you have to draw it?” I can hear the concern in Rev’s voice. “Trust me this is nothing I haven’t done a million times. Me and my dad used to do this every weekend.” Rev shrugs, “I guess I will just look around then.” I look back at her and a piece of her red hair is sticking out of her fake hair. “Fix your hair. If they see it they will know there is something different about you.” She fixes her hair and laughs as she walks away. Now it time to get to work I watch the video and calculate how their sizes would be scaled down into a drawing. I feel like only minutes have gone by. “Dang, that is good..” I hear from behind me. I look to see my whole drawing from different angles. “Yeah, like I said me and my dad did this all the time. He taught me how to draw to exact scale measurements.” She is looking at my drawing very closely. “This is good we can use this. Your dad was smart for this one.” I look at her. “I’m sure all kids can do this.” she shakes her head. “Most humans can’t do this. With that aside, this place is huge how are we going to find which room she is in?”  I don’t know if huge is the word I would have picked. It has about 30 side restricted rooms and 5 main rooms open to the public. I look at her for a bit. “Well since we are going to be in the Questions hall we can just use the tracking system.” I stand up and grab my stuff. “I’m sorry the what??? You can’t say the tracking system and walk away.” I stood there looking at her. “The tracking system implanted in us as children. It’s why we have the barcodes on the back of our necks.” I stand there waiting for her to move. “You don’t see anything wrong with that? They mark you like cattle.”  I don’t understand why she is acting this way. “You’re joking right, the Five did this so kids can’t be lost or taken. There is no point of kidnapping children the wellness checkers will just find you and erase you.”  She tilts her head at me. “Well you got me there. That is smart for kids. But what about when you become an adult? They can track your every move.” I’m not sure why but I have never looked at it that way. I have always felt safe knowing that I could always be found if something bad was to ever happen. “It makes crime pointless, they can find you no matter what. It helps people not to do things they would have to run from because they can’t.”  Rev stands there looking at me. “Jaw dropped. That’s how I feel right now with you. Jaw dropped. Let’s just go get your mom and get back on the road."  We start to walk out of the library to the Questions hall. Don’t worry mom I’m coming for you.

Happy hump day!

I hope your all ready for tonight edition of timetopia. if not be sure to catch up. i'm really excited to do some new things with timetopia for you. to give you a better picture of things. but soon enough. I hope your having a good morning and have a great day. Thank you for reading and i hope to see you tune in later tonight. 

Random Short story: The man outside my window

   Everyday around lunch time i see a man sitting outside my office window. I just assumed the man was homeless. i never once thought much of it. Until one day i saw him sitting there with tear in his eyes. i felt horribly bad for him. So i went to buy him a sandwich i thought it might brighten his day. As i tried to hand it to him he looked up at me. "I'm not homeless." he explains. Now i feel even worse. "oh i'm sorry sir. your just always sitting out here." the man laughs at me and that was the first time i really looked at his clothing. He had on a suit, not the makings of a homeless man. "Well sir might i ask why you are out here almost every day?" the man once again laughed at me.  "You see the love of my life was kill here about 27 years ago." The man is visiting his wife's grave sight. "oh i see, do you mind if i asked what happen?"  he motioned toward the floor next to him for me to sit. "No i don't mind at all. You see before there were these business buildings here, there was a beautiful park and every sunday me and my wife would come here for a picnic. It was something we had start back when we were high school sweet hearts. i asked her to marry me here. And here is where she told me we were going to be parents after many many years of trying. yes this park is where it all happened." Wow i now feel like i am sitting on a piece of some ones history. A whole love story happen here.  "Sir that sound like a beautiful memory."  the tear once again filled his eyes. "Yes it was. Until the day muggers decide to take her life. leaving me to be a single father. which why i never come here." i didn't understand the man. i had seen him every day for the past month. "but sir your always here." i explain. "Your right i am lately. it because i am trying to face my cowardliness." I am lost and way to deep in this mans story to turn back  now. "How are you a coward sir?" his head sinks low. "well you see i could not be a father without her. so i gave up my daughter for adoption. and i never looked back." Now i understand a bit but not why he has come back. "Okay sir, but why now?"  he looks at me. "i found a love letter from my wife in her old things. A letter i wish i would of found years ago. A letter talking about how if i was to be with out her she would hope our children would be my world. So i looked up my daughter and found she works in that building. Right next to where her mother was killed. She has no idea that her history started here." i felt bad for the man. i couldn't help but hug him. We both got up and he left. Weeks went by and the man never came back. The story some how stuck with me. So one day i told my parents the story of the man. Their reaction i didn't expect. My mother started to cry. That when my dad told me, I was adopted. That the man out side the window was my real dad. 

Monday haze

Happy monday. today i was not ready for monday. but to make it better i'm going to do something a bit different for you. i'm going to post a short story nothing much. just a little something to get you through your monday blues. just a little something i thought of today looking out my office window. i hope you enjoy.