Cover Reveal – Awaiting Boaz

⭐️⭐️⭐️New cover reveal⭐️⭐️⭐️ ✨Awaiting Boaz - Coming June 13, 2018 ✨ Growing up, Lettie Johnson's mother taught her two things: It's a woman's place to live like a princess, and she'll never be good enough for a prince. But, after meeting powerful lawyer Braxton Bonet, Lettie felt like she was finally on her path for … Continue reading Cover Reveal – Awaiting Boaz

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Suffering Happiness in Silence

Anyone who follows my writing should know by now that depression has been a struggle of mine for almost 20 years. My issues stem from a horrendous self-image and a perpetual state of stress. Shout out to being a Pisces. Anyway, my issues nowadays are much better. I still have my down periods of worry … Continue reading Suffering Happiness in Silence

Falling Half in Love with Strangers

Sigh…you gotta love great storytelling.

When Do I Get The Manual?

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I love being able to express myself in writing.

It feels more accurate somehow than speaking words. Talking for me can sometimes feel like playing tennis with a colander; I mean, it’s possible, I can do it, but it’s not ideal. The ball goes over the net, but just about. It goes where I want it to go… more or less. I can’t be sure it’ll hit it’s mark, but I can hope. Later, I’ll go home and think about how I could have done it some other, better way.

Writing is different.

Writing is a tennis racket. When I’m writing, I have the time to think about what I’m trying to say, and then mentally flip through millions of words looking for the one that slots into my sentence like that Tetris block you’ve been waiting five minutes for; the one that gives you a combo and wipes the…

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Just Do It

This. Just this.

Love Never Felt So Good

I remember writing (and illustrating) my first book at nine or ten years old. I wrote it on typing paper that I had cut in half then folded and stapled the pages together. I even drew the front cover.  That was my first book, Lily the Lemon.  Today, I don’t remember what it was about and the book has most likely been recycled into something. I’d given it to my teacher. She asked me to read it to the class then afterward I gave it back to her. It wasn’t a class assignment. It was just something I did because I wanted to. The “sharing with the class” part was the teacher’s idea.

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What Ariana Grande Taught Me About My Little “Problem”

It's not what you think. The young singer's song "Problem" plays constantly in my workplace. Enough so that I've begun to think there has been an exchange of money between Ariana's camp and my employer. I refuse to believe that "Problem" will play every three songs like clockwork without someone getting paid for it, but … Continue reading What Ariana Grande Taught Me About My Little “Problem”