Last night, panic attacked big time. I was tossed about by big, mean waves of doubt and strong winds of unknowing. I was not getting anywhere with my final paper for the Bible Study Methods class. I tried to talk with God before going on to read resources for the overview and background portion. I... Continue Reading →


Theme for English B

by Langston Hughes The instructor said, "Go home and write a page tonight. And let that page come out of you--- Then, it will be true." I wonder if it's that simple? I am twenty-two, colored, born in Winston-Salem. I went to school there, then Durham, then here to this college on the hill above... Continue Reading →

A Jar of Thoughts

Back in 2007, while dealing with grief, I thought of doing something that might help assuage the waves of sadness that seem to come one after another no matter what time of the day or no matter where I am. I really haven't thought of it as a therapeutic solution back then but I guess... Continue Reading →


i ain’t florence nightingale

You’re wrong. I’m not a Florence Nightingale. Even while you were telling bits and pieces of her story I don’t know why you thought I am like her. (Ate M can pass off as someone like her but not me.) And now that I’ve read her story too, I’m aghast she should be compared with... Continue Reading →


Me and January

Light chases shadows. Shadows chase light. They run around in circles, or in spheroids if you will, since ours is a three dimensional world (or is it four?). I’ve forgotten my Physics. They run around, one after the other but you’re never quite sure which one's chasing or which one's running away at any one... Continue Reading →


i’m staying

The call of the great unknown has been beckoning ever since I finally realized what I want to do in life. Finally the great unknown has a name. Writing. Suddenly I wanted to drop everything and go someplace where I could be alone and do nothing but read and write. For a certain amount of... Continue Reading →


the biggest excuse

He told me to write. He didn't ask me to be an expert on it. So I guess that idea of going back to school to learn writing was my biggest excuse. I've put my writing on hold when every blog or book or quote I've read told me to just write. I've jotted down... Continue Reading →


i didn’t know what else to do so i wrote

Too tired to move. Otherwise, I could've cooked some real food for dinner then washed clothes after. I feel like I've been wanting to write for days now but I have no definite reason or idea to rave about. This is one of the worst feelings, wanting to accomplish something but you're just tired most... Continue Reading →


on writing…

So I’m reading this book called The Art of War for Writers and I’ve finished part one which tackles the idea called Reconnaissance. It wasn’t a word I understood before I encountered it in this book but I’ve come to like it. In the author’s own words, it is “observing the battlefield before entering the... Continue Reading →


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