I felt real fucking salty when I woke up this morning to a flurry of messages for International Women’s Day. I’m not even sure where to begin, to be honest. Well, I guess I’ll start here… I was speaking with a close friend yesterday about future professional aspiration. I was sharing that I had been… Continue reading Optimistic, but Fragile.
Tag: love
Love. Better.
I think about Valentine’s Day, but maybe not in the way that you think I think about it. I am not despondent on this day of love. I do not lament my single status or bemoan my past relationships. I am not bitter, nor am I resentful of those who have love in all shapes… Continue reading Love. Better.
Carve Out the Bad Sh*t.
I just read the short story Tender by Cherline Bazile. I’m a great lover of short stories for so many reasons, and I desire to write them well, but alas, I’d have to condense my words and thoughts and that is not a forte of mine. Anyway, I digress. I don’t want to give away… Continue reading Carve Out the Bad Sh*t.
