Poetry — Her mind would speed up in fear, each time she shifted it up a gear. As her assessment day got close, she turned into a skittish ghost. Losing herself in anticipation, she sank into her devastation. As it became harder to breathe, she cursed her dreadful disease. …

Did you RSVP yet? If not, what are you waiting for? This Saturday, I’m hosting a workshop on how to blog to your first book deal. Blogging is what essentially led to my first of three book deals. I’ll be discussing the tactics I used to make that happen. I’ll also be sharing different strategies that you can use to blog to your first book deal. Here is the link to RSVP. You know all of our workshops are free, so if you have some time, come level up with us.

Biologically speaking, the lacrimal gland in our eyes produces three types of tears — basal, reflex and emotional. Basal and reflex tears act as protection from external stimuli and prevent the eyes from drying out. Emotional tears, a prerogative of humans only, are produced as a reaction to any emotional…

A few poems that didn’t make the cut — The Weird Games Children Play The kids play Marco Polo without a pool Their little hands flail wildly in the October sun No one is IT Everyone chases the sound of voices unsure of what they’re trying to find The Delivery Guy Is Dyslexic 243 is 234 to a keen set of eyes buried in the head of an amazing human being…

Hello friends, it’s that time again. I’ll be hosting another workshop in a couple of weeks. This time, we’ll be talking about something I know applies to you: how to blog to your next book deal. During the workshop, I’ll tell you the story of how I essentially blogged to my book deal. I’ll also give you strategies that have worked for others who have blogged their way to book deals. If this sounds like a workshop you’ll benefit from, sign up here. You know all our workshops are free, so if you have the time, come learn with us.

hey little me, it’s almost 5am & you should be sleeping, but it seems like neither of us is able to do so at the moment. …

Dandelions bloom in my backyard again. They grow in folds, long and yellow, peeks of sunshine poking through trees. They grow over the ant bed at the bottom of my backyard and cover it up. When the grass dries up, the mound will poke out like a pimple. …

On being exposed and vulnerable as an introvert, new writer — 70 followers, yup. Not 700, not 7k. Only 70 at the moment, and I am already freaking out. I woke up with an email last night – “ xxxx + (plus) 1 followed you. A few days before that — - “You have a response from xxxxx.” “You are now…

Chapter 1 — And the son of the Sea sang to lord Moon; He sang a song of lonely sorrow; so the Moon gave Loves’ kiss to the Wind and Wind gave it to the Sea; and used the love to create the fish that we now know to be. …