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Writing Young Adult Fiction at Thirty-F**king-Two

John Green. Suzanne Collins. J.K.Rowling. Judy Blume. Athena Hernandez. What do all of us authors have in common? We’re all White, wealthy, and have NY Times Bestsellers. Haha. Just kidding. I’m Black. No, what we, and most Young Adult authors, really have in common is that we’re creepily old (I own a wrist guard so… Continue reading Writing Young Adult Fiction at Thirty-F**king-Two

Motherhood

A Mom’s Ode to 2016

This year has been pretty eventful to say the least. This nation has experienced some undeniable ups and downs. But nothing we haven’t seen before. Maybe not in my lifetime or yours, but this nation as a whole, has experienced far worse. This year has been the best of times and the worst of times.… Continue reading A Mom’s Ode to 2016

Motherhood

Don’t ‘Mannequin Challenge’ This Election

My son, a 4th grader, came to me yesterday and asked if tomorrow was Election Day. I told him it was. “Are you going to vote?” He asked me. “I sure am. Voting for Hillary.” “Good, because if not we’ll have to move to Canada.” He shook his head and plopped down on the couch.… Continue reading Don’t ‘Mannequin Challenge’ This Election

Motherhood, Uncategorized

I’m a Down-Low Natural

I’ve been living a double life when it comes to my hair. In early July I cut my hair off. All of it. After almost three decades of relaxing my hair into submission it was damaged, broken, uneven, and unsure of what its natural state was. My natural coils sprang from my roots only to… Continue reading I’m a Down-Low Natural

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I’m Angry. Delightfully so.

Angry I’m angry. Am I’m delighted. I’ve been chasing anger for miles but it’s always a little faster than me. Always a little farther out. Farther than my resolve.  It was less than a year ago I pulled my co-worker into an empty office. Confused. But she was my confidant because she’d been in this… Continue reading I’m Angry. Delightfully so.

Motherhood

Am I Raising One of Those Adults?

He waits until he gets to the counter at Starbucks to look at the menu. The twenty people in line behind him groan in unison. She leaves her cart in the center aisle while grocery shopping. Everyone must maneuver their grocery laden carts around it like a glacier. I fear these people daily. I have… Continue reading Am I Raising One of Those Adults?

Manuscripts

I’ve Been Writing a Book for Six Years

I've been writing a book for six years. You may think you know how long six years is but you don't. It's not just 72 months, or 2,190 days, or even 52,560 hours. It's my sons first birthday. An undergrad degree that's a measly year away from being achieved. Adventures into online dating. A wedding… Continue reading I’ve Been Writing a Book for Six Years