100 Words on my Curves

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


Writer Underwater

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

Going Back In Time

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.