I kept replaying those words in my mind hours later. My own words that I couldn’t believe I’d said. The wickedness of the human heart isn’t a new concept to me, but I was still shocked by how mindlessly I’d let those words fly like a...
One of the last well-planned trips I went on was to Washington, DC. I had a list of options for promising food places categorized by type and activities to check out in between meals. My friends and I didn’t have to spend much time Googling or Yelping to figure...
As far as my reading life goes, the first seven months of the year were full of winners. But some books had more of an impact on me than others. They were the more memorable ones that I recommend to people most often. I’m still fired up about them...
I spend most Fridays working from my couch where I can control the temperature and noise level, unlike in my beloved coffee shops. My coffee maker is close by where I can go for seconds and quickly continue typing away for hours until it’s time to reap the rewards...
I get this question a lot: “How do you have time to read?” Well, for one, the different stages and demands of our lives can allow for more or less time to do many things, including reading. For example, I’m single with no children and therefore I can be...
Today is my birthday. A lot has seemed to change, and yet not much has. When I try to visualize the version of me that walked through this world 15-20 years ago, today’s version doesn’t look much different. I’m no longer wearing braces on six front teeth...
I’ve always ascribed a certain sacredness to books. I love shopping for them, collecting them, and just having them around so beautifully filling up shelves. Reading was my favorite childhood sport, after all. There’s just something about those printed pages. Naturally, I became very anti-ereader also. “Why would...
I’ve been having a bit of writer’s block, which really doesn’t work for my life and occupation. But I remembered that it’s National Poetry Month and decided to find the strength to post something that was already written. It’s both strange and therapeutic for me...
For Black History Month this year, I decided not to buy anything and read books that were already on my shelf. I was sad that I lost a week of reading at the beginning of the month because I was moving but it ended up being a great reading month...
