Faith. Life. Culture. Fashion
People Who Write Goals KEEP THEM! (Shocker) I’ll never forget the little snippet I read in a Reader’s Digest Magazine a few years ago which argued that people who write down their goals are 85% more likely to actually follow through on them. For the past 3 years I’ve been writing my yearly goals, [...]
My memoir has become some what of a tempestuous beast. I’ll be honest with you, though my beast is cute and friendly I feel she’s gotten a little out of control, she’s taken to smacking me around now and then.
I was super-duper geeked to attend my first-ever blogging/writing conference hosted by the Mac Daddy/Daddy Mac’s of (mostly) women bloggers: Blogher AND the Mother (and Father) of all Publishers: Penguin. Killer combo if ya ask me. I live to experience. Being Miss Experiential meant I needed to book the earliest possible flight, wake up at [...]
…at least it should be if your a a Meyers-Briggs ESFP like me. ESFP’s, well, we like to partay-ay-ay-ay-ay…
I am coming to terms. Truth is, the interwebs is not always a nice place to play for a Mommy blogger. Bottom line: folks are mean. Especially the lady folk. A few weeks ago, I got an Honesty Box inbox message that wasn’t very nice. A woman said, “you hide behind your personality.”
It’s been a rough, rocky, rambunctious ride of a year. It doesn’t really matter what I’m going through —the flu, loss of a family member, financial woes or a stubbed toe— I am almost always tempted to give up on life all together.
I am sorry bloggers that all of my social media content right now is about my memoir. Other than my actual hubs, I’m a bit married to the project, or as I said in my last post, pregnant with it. Meaning, it’s completion is all. I. think. about.
Last year, I wrote about how I experienced 9/11 as an angry, black racist. And how 9/11 served as a catalyst towards my coming to grips with my own racial identity but also the my anger towards America. I was going to add to it but realized it’s good the way it is, hence the [...]
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