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I am a nerd.

A book nerd to be exact.

I fangirl out over authors. And my excitement over my Amazon delivery of books is unmatched. So, it isn’t surprising that I attend author events, most times, solo. I take notes but rarely engage with the authors or ask questions in during the Q & A sessions (because public speaking…🤪). I do, however, like to prepare for the talk so I read the author’s work,…

The Single Wife: Her Life in Pieces (Installment ten- unedited)

  Me and BFF were walking to her car and giggling close to each other. All the while I’m saying to her, “I wonder if he is still looking. Should I look back? What if I look back and he is looking? Then he is going to see me see him looking. He is going to see me see him seeing me.” “Shut the fuck up!” She laughed. “Just look.” “Ar’ight. Ar’ight. I’mma look. I’mma do it I’mma do it.” “Go ‘head…

The Single Wife: Her Life in Pieces (Installment Nine- unedited)

I followed him downstairs to join the others. As soon as we got down stairs my BFF was like, “Oh, its about time. I was about to come get you.” I laughed as much as I could. I still had a slight headache. “I know. That’s why I told him I could come down here and eat. Girl, I am actually surprised about this because you don’t spend the night out!” “I know right? But yo ass was tore and I wasn’t…

The Single Wife: Her Life in Pieces (Installment Eight- unedited)

  I woke up in slow stages. I had to pee. I knew that I wasn’t in the bathroom so I had to talk myself through not peeing just yet. My eyelids were so heavy and it was hard to get them open but when I finally did the room was dark as shit. I could not see any light coming from anywhere. Where am I? And how did I get here? I started trying to move different parts of my body in preparation to get…

Book Review- Megan’s Way by Melissa Foster

I have a disclaimer: I am a traditional book lover. I love the crack of the spine when I open a new book, the feel of the pages as I turn them. I presented this disclaimer because I cheated…I read my first book in ebook format. I am grateful that Megan’s Way was my first.

I laughed. I cried. I smiled. I reflected. I pondered. I cried again. Everything you want in a book is in this book. Megan, a…

March 23, 2012

Dear Dom, Twenty-one years roll around fast from the vantage point of a, once, teenaged mom. Just thirteen when I made a life decision for us both. Barely able to truly comprehend the world, with very little life experience, I chose for us. I knew life would be difficult at times, although I could not fathom the degree of difficulty, I chose for us. I felt you growing inside of me…

“Thank you for being a friend, travelled down the road and back again. Your heart is true you’re a pal and a confidente. If you threw a party and invited everyone ya knew, you would see the biggest gift would be from me and the card attached would say ‘thank you for being a friend’.” -theme song from The Golden Girls

I love my friends! I’ve known most of them for 20-25 years. They’ve become…

The Single Wife: Her Life in Pieces (Installment Seven- unedited)

We laughed all the way down town. Half the time I don’t know what the hell we talk and laugh about. Nothing important clearly but it shol-lizfun! “There’s a spot! Somebody is coming out right there.” I pointed to three cars up on the left. But she was in the right lane and cars were coming up on her left. That didn’t matter though. All that mattered was that prime time parking spot right in…

I do not consider anything. I lay on my side of the bed anticipating your return, the moment when you press your body to mine, in any position, you mimmick my form, and, just, fit. As I lie on my side, head propped on folded arm, waiting, a single tear slides from my eye, down my face, my arm, and onto my pillow. Your imprint is still on your side but its cool to the touch now. You were just…

My first attempt at flash fiction:

  “Babe, I have a routine call. But I’ll be home for dinner.”

I entered the front door cautiously, gun drawn.  Bradley on my six. Rollie and Stan were behind him. Bradley and I would check the upstairs while they cleared the first floor. Stealth eluded us on the creaky stair of the old home. I reached the top of the stairs. A little girl sat on the floor…

BOOK REVIEW: Gathering of Waters by Bernice L. McFadden 252pp

How I came to read this book– I became familiar with Bernice McFadden a number of years ago. My sister gave me a book called, “Loving Donovan” and I fell in love with that book. I actually read it twice and I recommend it often. My issue, sometimes, with authors is that I’ll fall in love with the introductory read which leads to an…

09.01.07 The Sax Player In the ever changing hustle and bustle of urban living, one can always find the sax player.  A petite, pretty woman wielding a monstrous work of art.  She plays.  She blows with the wondrous might of ten men.  Where ever the wind blows she’s there, pouring her soul out onto the world.  On one particular day, not a special one, just regular, a man stopped to hear her soul. …

On January 27, 2019, Novella NYC posted a writing prompt on their Instagram page (@novellanyc) encouraging writers to finish the prompt.

Writing Prompt: “By the time I reached the train station, she was gone. I had no choice but to…”

Here’s my attempt, with just a few small edits:

By the time I reached the train station, she was gone. I had no choice but to return to the coffee shop where I’d…

Can’t Have One Without The Other

I read a Twitter post today by Shanita Hubbard (@msshanitarenee):

“Not being published doesn’t mean you’re less of a writer. Having another job and writing on the side doesn’t make u less of a writer. Having doubts about your work doesn’t make you less of a writer. Please don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. Now go write.”

I read this and felt as if she was tweeting at me. Although I have been…

The Single Wife- Her life in Pieces (Installment Six- unedited)

    I heard two voices downstairs. Who is that?I got up and limped to the top of the stairs. “Who’s that?” “It’s me.” My husband came into view at the bottom of the stairs. “Hey. I didn’t know you were coming by.” “Yeah, neither did I but I was in the neighborhood and decided to come check on you. But I see that your friend is taking care of you.” I just looked at him. What was there to say? If…

The Single Wife: Her Life In Pieces (Installment Four- unedited)

  I was feeling a lot less drowsy by the time the nurse brought in my discharge paperwork the next morning. I was actually up for a while before she came in. I watched the sun come up. Watched my husband sleep. Mister protector had to rest his eyes. I felt a bit more energetic. I wasn’t ready to hobble a 5k but I could pour my own water and feed myself mandarin oranges. When the nurse came into…