Writing my way to success, one page at a time. Help my friend win! February 20, 2011. My friend and fellow author, Shannon Winslow entered a short story contest for Jane Austen lovers. There are currently 86 short stories competing in a popularity contest to make it to the top 10.

INDEX TO ALL MY BLOGS. WILL THE REAL GEORGE STAND UP? March 13, 2018. Donald Trump is the real George Costanza. He is a cowardly fool clumsily lying his way through any and every situation. An ignorant poseur acting a part which he has never for a second cared to research. ALABAMA MAN SEES BABY JESUS IN SWISS MELT.

Learning from the Master of Happiness. Only one person on the planet could draw a crowd of fourteen thousand in Perth, Western Australia, to listen to nothing but a two-hour long speech. That person is Tenzin Gyatso, the 14. Dalai Lama, exiled leader of Tibet. Century the century of peace.

Crafting a Place for Black Womxn Writers. Black students and professors, Beaumont Tower, Michigan State University, December 6, 2014. photo by Darryl Quinton Evans. We are daughters, sons, brothers, sisters, cousins, nieces, nephews, godchildren, grandfathers, grandmothers, fathers, and mothers. We want you to hear.

Some words that have to come out of me. What Is A Rhizome? May 20, 2015. My friends and family would tell you that I am a picky eater. There is some truth in that. But there are things that I will eat, to the surprise of everyone around me. 8220;Do any of you know what a rhizome is? There was ge.

They say that education is the one thing that no one can ever take away from you. After a year of working part time I was laid off.

Seeker of truth in a fictitious world! Links to Articles and Essays. How do you measure your success as a writer? Is is solely based on monetary terms? Is it based on numbers? One single factor that remains consistent is that I am always taken by surprise when some form of writing success comes my way.

Saving the world, one comma at a time. Are you the fangs or the clause? Not afraid to hire me? March 27, 2018. It must be spring in the northern biscuit-less wastelands because I no longer hear icebergs calving and falling from my roof. Also it stays light later. I survived my first winter in New Homeland. My side yard, in particular, can attest to that.

A Formal Appology to my Loyal Readership. The Mafia Come to my Home Town.