When I first hear Homage to My Hips by Lucille Clifton, I felt like she was talking to me. My hips are big hips, they don't fit into little places and need room to move around. I was empowered that day and every time I've read it or heard it recited. In fact, the first … Continue reading 100 Words on my Curves
These last couple of months, I have been trying to finish the edits on The Devil's Due. And it really hasn't been going anywhere. Most of my long term writing projects including this blog have stalled. The pressure from my day job, the ongoing pandemic and family issues have been taking their toll. Then add … Continue reading Writer Underwater
Florida was my home for 18 years. In a way, it will always be my home. So much of who I am today was formed in the Sunshine State, albeit from the shadows as I am not really found of heat or sun. Yes, I did willingly move to Florida but until you live here you don't understand how oppressive the sun is. It never really stops trying to scorch the invaders so it can go back to being a happy mosquito infested swamp. We all have our glory days, and Florida misses when its very nature repelled development.
You are something Unique in the universe Something valuable There is truth in this Believe or not believe You are something more than you and blessed in the universe.
February 13th is fast approaching and with it comes the one year anniversary of Blood Child's release. Over seven hundred people have it in their hands and on their devices. Thank you, because thanks to you, dear readers, I made it on an Amazon Best Seller list. For those of you who haven't had … Continue reading A Book Out and A Short Story on the Way
How you begin this year should not indicate how the rest of it is going to go. A few bad days doesn't mean that the whole year is going to suck. Please remember that as you move through these first couple of weeks of 2016. It is a new year, but the only magical thing … Continue reading A New Year’s Message
Lately all my days are have been intensely crazy as I try and navigate from the life I have to the life I want. A life where there is more time to write and enjoy with my family and friends. So after eight years in the classroom, I have decided to leave. It isn't that … Continue reading Manic Mondays or Why I am Leaving….
Sometimes I write bad poetry and sometimes I write stories that don't make sense. Sometimes I just write and write for hours in my head. Lately, I have been working really hard to set a schedule up for myself and it hasn't been working really well. I did good up until last Thursday and then I … Continue reading Sometimes I….
The sun in April is already blazing, burning your tender alabaster skin to the color of freshly steamed lobster. Hustler or vagabond, it doesn't matter. Your need grabs my attention before you speak. You stumble over words in a quest for assistance. Just three dollars, an odd sum and one likely to garner you a … Continue reading Generosity (April Page 10 )
It wasn't a torrid or trashy scene. It was really beautiful and tender with ambient light and two lovers laying next to each other. Their bodies blending together as if they were created for one other despite the decade difference between them. The look on their faces wasn't sinful or awkward, but peaceful and content. … Continue reading Placed (April Page 9)