Arbitrary Madness. Artistic Exploration. Dope Things.
My friends are THE motherfucking dopest people I’ve ever. My favorite thing about them isn’t the kick it, or the brunches, or the teasing. (Although I do love those things.) I love how much I grow just from being in their presence. Let me tell you about my friends. I have a friend who getsContinue Reading “Let me tell you about my friends.”
Sometimes I just wanna get ratchet with my friends. I laugh thinking about the surprised face people get when they realize I turn up with the best of them. I think my mom is just now starting to get it. Recently, I took her shopping at Rainbow and politely told her that I was lookingContinue Reading “Ratchet wit yo friends.”
As I’ve mentioned before, I feel like there are whole chunks of my past missing. Nothing overly traumatic, just a bunch of things my mind didn’t care to remember. It’s frustrating because I want to take part in the nostalgia I see most people with. I want to talk about where I came from andContinue Reading “Brown sugar high.”
On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft was one of those books I felt like I had to read, but didn’t really want to. Reading it was symbolic of entering my journey as a serious writer and it became apparent that this was the case when Stephen King said outright, “If you can take it seriously, weContinue Reading “On Writing.”
I’m stuck. The news, social media posts, and stories I’ve encountered this week are oxygen to the flames of my rage and my writing is going up in smoke. Sometimes I feel like the hard times can be the best muses, but all of this? This is suffocating. Just as I was starting to free myContinue Reading “Stuck.”
Sigh. I really didn’t want to talk about this, but it feels irresponsible not to. I’ve been compartmentalizing my blackness. It’s become second nature to me, but this past weekend has been making me itch so bad. Sunday afternoon, I walked my garbage to the curb for the hundredth time in years and saw aContinue Reading “Ugh. Racists.”
For the past four days, I’ve been watching the dumbest anime ever. The story can be described as: “A girl who falls in love with an asshole and then has to live with him while bearing the burden of her unrequited love.” It’s simply the absolute worst. Thankfully, I finished the 25th and final episode thisContinue Reading “ItaKiss.”
Since I’m a relatively free woman, I reserve the right not to be boxed in. In fact, I demand it. So, even though today is Friday, I’m gonna write about what I feel like writing about. This isn’t Friday’s Top Five, but instead the tale of what I did yesterday. A tale of two poles. LetContinue Reading “Man, I love them strippas.”
I’m reading Stephen King’s On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft and I’m really into it. Even though I can’t claim to have read a page of his other books, I can assign him the appropriate amount of reverence. He’s obviously been a big name in the business for decades, and he’s still spreading to NetflixContinue Reading “Writing blues.”
I’ve gotta be honest. This week I was procrastinating so hard on writing my Monday Mindfulness post. The truth is, I don’t have all the answers. I read all the time so I can learn as much as possible, because I know I’m a work in progress. I get a lot of inspiration, and IContinue Reading “Keep going.”
