Dreams make good stories, do they?

Forgive me again, this was written very early Sunday morning (I stayed up very late Saturday night getting this down). I meant to publish this yesterday, but I had no time. Over the past month, I’ve had nothing but writing fever, even with my subconscious. I haven’t written down every single dream that mattered, but […]

2018- the worst year of all time?

I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but this year so far is shit. We have a jackass President in the White House, another one who is our crappy Governor of Maryland, our County Executive of Baltimore County died of a heart attack while in office, and in Europe, the Eurovision winner is […]

What about love part 2

Over the past weeks, I’ve been questioning my agnostic belief. I thought I believed in something not God, but I didn’t know what it was. I didn’t want to enter the crazy Christian faith, it would ruin me. My grandmother, who just turned 80, is Pentecostal and she used to have so many different Christian […]

Manic, but Melodically Sacred

Those of you who remember “Joy in Journalism”, my old blog from my college years, I posted my Music Duchess series of album reviews. For this time only, I have decided to bring it back, especially since it took months to get my hands on this gorgeous purple record from my dearest Avengers of rock […]

What About Love?

I hate to make a huge spoiler for people whom haven’t seen the latest Marvel movie yet, but I feel like it needs to be said: in part one of Avengers Infinity War, more than half of the Avengers die. Spiderman is dead, the Guardians of the Galaxy are all dead (except Rocket and Nebula), […]

A Day with no word count

Last Monday (April 9), I was starving, eating everything I could get my hands on. I didn’t realize how much I ate until late that evening after dinner. I thought for certain that dinner had me stuffed. But by 9 p.m., I was hungry again and I was reaching for more starches, more applesauce and […]

Learning

There was a little too much that happened in the last month, and it made me think about stuff. In the last three weeks since my last post (before my letters to authors edition), my dad has gone to the hospital for gout, where he stayed in a hospital room for six days, and our […]