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Writing withdrawal makes my soul feel like an unwatered plant
I am on a Facebook break again. I stopped getting up at 5:am when the time changed. Not that one has anything to do with the other, but I needed to regroup. Since I lost one hour of my day, my writing mojo went along with it...
Things about me that bother other people
As I sit here to write this post, my toes are curled under my feet. My daddy thinks it looks painful but it's one of those things that I don't realize I'm doing until I've painted my toes.
A Landline Timeline
In 2011, a landline had been a part of my life for 41 years. As I contemplated getting rid of it, I went into a reminiscent trance and my landline life flashed before my eyes...
How Do You Take Your Coffee?
I can only drink black coffee with dessert. Christopher has described the latest edition of The Christopher Chronicles as "delectable", so you might want to give this combo a try. Your coffee may be bitter with no cream or sugar, so you might be spitting it out either way...
I Used to Be A Tomboy
I used to be a tomboy. That girl ceased to exist right around age twelve. The only proof I have of that now is my memory...
A Renounced Stay At Home Mom
It wasn't until Christopher graduated from Pre-K that I officially fell under the umbrella of "stay at home mom" SAHM. I never felt comfortable with that title. Fresh off of the "working mom" boat, I knew how a SAHM was stereotyped. I wasn't going to be "lazy" or "enjoy" what working moms said, "must be nice".
Some things change. Some things remain the same.
Four years ago today I wrote, "I hope I will still be writing in this blog – no matter what." It's kinda cool that I am still here. For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer...
I was inspired by motherhood to be who I am
Alas, I am not the old mother in the shoe, nor have I ever been the type. When asked how come I don't have any more children, I can come up with a whole laundry list of truths.
A Look Inside The Christopher Chronicles 2.0
Christopher's adjective to describe this book is "DELECTABLE" - like DEEE-LICIOUS. Delectable is a word that I thought he made up years ago. The first time he said it, he was being pulled in a wagon by Granddaddy to an ice cream shop. After eating his ice cream, he said, "MMMM DEEEELECTABLE!"
Telling My Story Part 2
After I went buck wild at the age of 19 for a solid year, I actually settled down. I worked as if my life depended on it. I always strived to get out of my current job to get promoted into another one and make more money and I always wrestled with the idea that I should be doing something else...
Book Cover Reveal and FREE Book Marketing Resources
The Christopher Chronicles 2.0 has been like putting together a puzzle. I've had the innards, but the book design was the missing piece. It's hard to put together a puzzle without the edges...
A flavor of Miz Angelou
But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams
his shadow shouts on a nightmare scream
his wings are clipped and his feet are tied
so he opens his throat to sing
I went back to the drawing board...
Yesterday didn't quite go as planned. My team lost the Super Bowl for one. But leading up to that I burnt dinner and I had to go back to the drawing board. I've been getting up at 5:00 am for countless days straight, so being tired and burnt beans had everything to do with my bad mood yesterday. Fortunately, the schools were on a two-hour delay today and I gave myself an extra hour in bed. So I've got a little pep back in my still grumpy step.
The Christopher Chronicles 2.0 is Coming Soon!
It's February 1st! Wow, last month flew by. Did I say that already? This time, I'm not sad about it about because I worked January like a boss and I'm getting up at 5:00 am for my peaceful hour, like a champ.
Worthy of my dreams...
Where I am on January 28, 2016 is where I wanted to be this time last year. When February rolled in last year I said, "OMG, it's February." Repeat that and insert each of the remaining months and that's how my year went. Last year FLEW by, and I was so disappointed in myself about what I hadn't yet accomplished. Fast forward to the new year...
The Rookie Fan, the Old Man & Football
For as long as you've known me IRL or via this blog, you know football hasn't been my thing. I had nothing but complaints for it. You can't love what you don't understand. This season (last year) was Christopher's third year of playing, and my first year really enjoying it....
Telling My Story
As early as age 10, I knew that I wanted to be a writer. My mom had taken me to see Maya Angelou. I listened to Maya Angelou’s voice as she read some of her poetry and I fell in love with what I knew in my heart I could do. I loved writing poems and short stories...
Telling My Story
I know it is written somewhere in memoir form, what I was doing on this day five years ago. But off the cuff I can tell you I had this blog and hadn't written in it since October of 2010. I wrote, The Rhythm of Words when I was rebirthing the writer in me...
I Choose Peace
In Kenya's world, peace can be defined in just a few ways. I try to keep my t's crossed and i's dotted, but not everything can be controlled. In the real world the stars will never be aligned to perfection. Not even if I win the jagillion-dollar Powerball.
When PMS Obstructs Christmas Spirit...
People have always complimented me on my calm demeanor. I do react but I keep it all inside. For the most part, I walk away fuming. Sometimes when I'm under the influence of PMS I write letters to customer service. I gotta hand it to myself because even I don't know how I do it...