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The Silent Scream

Death. Not a word many people like to hear or think about. The end of a life. The blackness, the emptiness, the loneliness. The indescribable void left by loss. Feelings swelling and crashing like waves on the shore during the cold winter months. Thoughts unravel, as they take a trip down memory lane or into…

#TT 10 Things I learned About Being A Writer

When I started blogging and writing, I didn’t know what the heck I was doing. Don’t ask me if I know now, because I’m still experimenting. But I learned a few things along the way. 1) Always show kindness and support to readers and fellow bloggers/authors. 2) Don’t be afraid to be blunt. You’re selling…

#Past memories

These words are for you, my past memories. You made me who I am today. The bad happened for a reason. The good did too. The ugly just topped the cake like oversweet icing I wanted to puke so badly before it turned my stomach into a churning mess. I look in the mirror and…

Note to Self (233) Turning Tables

One step down the street, fast pace to a safe haven, I want home. My stride takes me to the room, where I find the seat I usually pick every time I go there. I come here when I don’t want to face the familiar crowd, when I want to remain sheltered in my own…

Note to Self (208) Terrible Tuesdays

It has come to this. A weird rainy afternoon, with my purple rainboots, walking across puddles, not even protecting myself with an umbrella. But why do I need an umbrella if the hood of my coat is big enough to shield me from the rain? I guess if I had an umbrella, I could poke…