Journal
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Dazee’s Blues
9/3/2026 By Joy Lynn Clark A couple of weeks ago I got a phone call from New York. It was the medical examiner who needed me to identify my child. “Do I need to come there?” I asked. “No, I can send you pictures” the medical examiner explained. “Do you have some identification?” I questioned. “Here is a copy of my ID badge” the ME answered. As I looked at the badge photo via MME message, I kept thinking to myself, “Is this real?”. The Examiner sent me some seemingly secure authorization emails. I was hesitant however; I gave authorization so that I could view the photos. Next, I got…
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Beach Glass
By Joy Lynn Clark 04/18/2026 It was the summer of 2004 or 2005 when I met my son’s father at the studio. I had never worked with my step niece-cousin before but I was excited. I called her my cousin because we were the exact same age even though she was my step niece really. People would shake their heads as I tried to explain to them that she is my stepbrother’s half sisters stepdaughter. She had just moved to the north side of Chicago from Toledo OH. When we arrived at the studio, we were stuck in the waiting area because the last group was still in session. My…
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Sidebar Playlist
By Joy Lynn Clark 04/17/2026 These covers are past site Artwork. It was a fun year.
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OC
By Joy Lynn Clark 1/27/2026 Back in the day I had lots of jobs. Another one of my earliest positions was as a junior graphic designer for a design firm. I did business card layouts and club flyers mostly. I was still a production student but I had already taken graphic design classes and that was enough to get the job. After about a month, I decided that the owner just was too cheap. I was always begging and begging him to pay me. Turns out, he also had a cell phone shop in the front portion of the office and he was like, “How about this cell phone instead?”.…
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Working with Steve
10/22/2025 By Joy Lynn Clark I already had my own apartment on the southside with my boyfriend who was a dance dj. After I had just done the Jerry Springer Show, I met my first producer at a rap concert. We went to some cool clubs and he introduced me different artists in the cities’ local music scene. I felt guilty going out to meet a man that’s not my boyfriend but I wanted to do more hip/hop and EDM and my boyfriend was more of a old school/deep house/disco dj. He reluctantly accepted that I am trying to further my own career. I felt guilty because he seemed to…
