The Unintended Consequences of Assimilating as a Black Girl in America

I have a confession to make: When I was in high school and college, I tried erasing as much of my blackness as possible to “fit in.” Let me start at the beginning. I was acutely aware of race as a young child. I can’t say that it had a profound influence on how I… Read more »

I Hope You Dance– Inspiration from my Grandmother

Our lives are easily lost in the hum-drum shuffle of every day life. The most casualties occur, not in actual death, but when we march along mindlessly, unhappily, making ends meet and tying up loose ends; finishing this, and finishing that and just trying to make it to the weekend. I Hope You Dance Was… Read more »

6-Black Owned Book Publishers

6 Black-Owned Book Publishers This is what I’ve been looking for!  I’ve been trying to spend my money in the black community, so it’d only be natural for me to want to seek a black owned publishing company for my novel, when its finished in June.  I haven’t researched them yet, but if you’ve heard… Read more »

The Best Mobile Devices for Writers: 2013

I am anti-consumerism, anti-materialistic, anti-spending money-on-unnecessary-things.  However, I’ve been searching for the perfect do-all writing device.  Once upon a time, I used to carry around a notebook and a pen, and when I was inspired, I could write my musings down on paper.  I can still do that, but as a blogger and fiction writer,… Read more »

Twenty-Six Students in a Mixing Bowl

Twenty-Six Students in a Mixing Bowl Twenty-Six students in a mixing bowl, boiling to escape They’re sliding cards and “f*cks!” across the table Public Displays of Affection without discretion “It’s not just a kiss,” I say. There’s confrontation: a girl about to beat the sh*t out of a boy with long hair and someone worried… Read more »


  This is a new poem… second draft. Being I stand, admiring the edge of clouds along the sky but I can’t connect to their certainty of being, and action. I’m floating like an air molecule, “invisible to the naked eye,” but I’m here. Fluid like ocean water and swimming amongst many. I’m strangely relevant,… Read more »

South Beach

This is another old poem I wrote in college… undergrad maybe.  I think it’s strange how I wait years and years to share things I’ve written.  Do you other writers do that?  Anyways here it is South Beach Lavender moonlight nudges sun rays creeping behind the horizon. But a khaki colored morning sighs, the brown… Read more »

The African-American Writer’s Inferiority Complex

I spend a lot of time feeling like I cant. I think it’s an issue that plagues most African-American writers. Honestly, writing a New York Times #1 bestselling novel seems out of reach. Some days, I attribute this lack of confidence to the political nature of race in this country: To get to number one on the NYT list, I have… Read more »

My Hair

I wrote a lot of poetry in college. My sophomore year (2005) I debated whether or not I should stop relaxing my hair.  This poem was written at the very beginning of my transition.  This is my favorite poem that I’ve written. My Hair I like to examine the way my hair grows at the roots,… Read more »

Why I Write

After a tumultuous year spent writing a thesis, I came to wonder why I started writing in the first place. Apparently, I love writing enough to get a Master’s degree in it. There were times in my life where writing something was a necessity to get through the day. Yet because of thesis, I’ve stopped writing. All… Read more »

  • You’re Broke Because You Want to Be

    So the self-help junkie strikes again.   I got this book (the post title) from the library by Larry Winget.  If I ever want to get back to Miami I have to cut my out of control spending habit.  I stumbled upon this book, while working at the book store— Side note, normally I would… Read more »

  • Just start writing

    For grad school, I was considering applying to their fiction programs.  Such an application would require like 30 pages of fiction. And considering I’m not that experienced, I thought that maybe applying to a fiction program wouldn’t be such a good idea if I actually wanted to get in.  I wanted to try to write… Read more »

  • Someone Died Again

    Death is played with so artfully in movies and television programs– like my latest obsession: True Blood.  But when something hits rather close to home, I’m stunned and don’t know what to think or how to react.   I work at a bookstore, and a manager at another store got killed crossing the street the… Read more »

  • My First Real Story

    I have written short stories before, but I am feeling particularly ambitious and I have started something.  Not sure if it will develop into a novel or just a short story, but we shall see.  It’s pretty raw– not edited. Have a look. Chapter 1 I’m at rock bottom.  I told my blog readers that… Read more »

  • My First Customer

    About two weeks ago I created a post on craigslist offering freelancing services to anyone willing to pay a reasonable rate. I finally got a customer!   He is a Swede in America working on a medical (neuroscience) grant proposal.  That’s not even the tough part. What is stressing me out is the amount of… Read more »

  • No Hablo Español

    I am a slow packer, but I suppose that indicates how much I really don’t want to move.  I would like to come back in like 3 months, but I am not sure how likely it will be that I will find a good job.  What I am finding that is distressing, however, is the… Read more »

  • Really, Should I Move?

    Times are tough.  I haven’t been able to find and keep a job for about a year now.  I love Florida, and I dont want to leave.    I have always wanted a nice place near the beach.  And major benefits because my boyfriend is here.   North Carolina is a drag.  And even though… Read more »

  • Relationship vs. Career

    Many people say their career comes first.  But I just cant believe it.  I can’t be the only one who would look for work in a certain area because her man is there.  Am I?  Because I think the people we are close to have a bigger influence in our lives than most individuals are… Read more »

  • I Can’t Stay

    I am feeling sick to my stomach because even though I have this job.  There is no way I can stay here.  I can’t afford it.  Whats more, I don’t even have deposit money to put down on a place.  Even the cheapest place I found requires almost 1000 dollars of deposit.  Which I definately… Read more »

  • I Got the Job!

    Now all I have to do is figure out how to make this pay work.  And I am NOT going to complain, no matter how tough things get.    Working this job at about 25 hours a week will hardly cover my expences.    But zero income is worse. Whats more, I want to start… Read more »