What the Yoruba man seeks to destroy, is your heart. –angry woman on twitter This is going to be the quote at the beginning of my Fantasy novel about the Yorubas.
Happy Sunday and yes, I know, it’s been a while. A very long time actually. And I’m sorry. Which is why I’m back here with another post. This one is designed to make you feel at home with me. I know some people and some people know me. But here are 5 things you probably … Read more5 things you probably don’t know about me
On Sunday, I sat down to write my very first novel. It had taken me a lot to get up, bring out my pen and paper to actually begin writing. Three lines in and I was like, “Wait, that’s not how it’s supposed to go. ” But I decided to go with the flow. And … Read moreToo many ideas
“’cause Sundays are my suicide days. ” –Twenty one pilots. I’ve started dreading Sundays. They’re my worst day of the week. I don’t know exactly which part I hate the most: the pretense from 9 (sometimes 8) to 12 or the feeling of uselessness afterwards. This Sunday, however, I planned on writing. I’m working on … Read moreSnot, tears and sweat on a Sunday morning
I’ve always been more interested in teaching myself. If I want to explore something, I never think about attending a class; I do the reading on my own or seek out experts for conversations. Everything we’re forced to learn at school we quickly forget, but the things we set out to learn ourselves — to … Read moreYou never forget what you teach yourself.