I was looking through my notebook for unfinished stories to play around with earlier today, and I came across the rough draft for this story. We live in such a “noisy” world, it’s nice to get back to a quiet place.

Bluemoon on visualparadox.com

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We sat on the dock with legs dangling over the edge. The water made a gentle sloshing sound along the shore. Crickets chirped and frogs croaked. We looked over the water, enjoying the bright, white reflection of the moon.  The moon was full tonight and it seemed so close. Millions of stars dotted the night sky.

James sat beside me, quiet and still, as if any movement or sound he made would make the scene evaporate.  He had never been camping before. Living in the city, we don’t get to see the sky like this. The moon is the most visible thing, and maybe a few stars, but street lights block out so much of the light that’s present in the night sky. Here, in almost perfect darkness, it felt like I was seeing every star ever created. The deep blanket of darkness was covered with diamond-like shimmer.

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When Lions Have Historians….


Today is Throwback Thursday. It’s also the 19th of February. February is Black History month in the United States. So, I’m sharing this post, which led to a great conversation about who gets to tell the story of black people. With the events of police killings of black citizens that felt very much like events from 1964, a fresh conversation has been opened about race relations in the U.S. Once again, this article feels relevant. Who should tell the story of black people, not just in the U.S., but worldwide?

I’d love to hear your thoughts!
Happy Thursday!

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I just read an article on Tavis Smiley’s blog that raises an excellent question: Are Whites Entitled to Write Black History?

On the surface, some think the race of the person writing the historical event should not matter. For argument’s sake, let’s take race out of it. I suggest that we let scholars in Vietnam write American History. Oh…now that changes things doesn’t it? Certainly, the interpretation of why certain events took place would change. Or maybe we should allow the British to take charge of telling the American story. (I hear patriotic folks passing out all over the country.) So, why is this question of which race is able to interpret black history better such a controversial question? Why does this matter in 2011?

The proverb referenced in Alan Katz’ post says it best: “Until the lions have their own historians, the history of the hunt will always glorify…

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Sonnet 116

Because it is Valentine’s Day and William Shakespeare defined love so beautifully in this piece…Happy Valentine’s Day everyone!


Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove:
O no; it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests, and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,

Valentine’s Day….for Men


For this week’s Throwback Thursday post, I thought it would be good idea to pull this list back up.


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I had lunch with my daughter today and the topic turned to what we were getting our respective Boos for Valentine’s Day. Oddly enough, we both came up with the same gift idea. But then I wondered, “What would he really like to receive?” I’ve always had a hard time shopping for the men in my life. They either research and purchase what they want, or they respond, “I just want peace and quiet,” or “You don’t have to buy me anything,” when I ask them for specifics. Not helpful at all. So my daughter and I created a list of

    Great Guy Gifts for Valentine’s Day

Now, I did run this list by my older brother and he added a few suggestions as well, so I feel like this is a pretty balanced list for all levels of romantic relationships.

Great Guy Gifts for Valentine’s Day

1. Music –…

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Dwelling Place


Happy Throwback Thursday everyone!

I wrote this piece last year for the A to Z Challenge. It was inspired by Emily Dickenson’s poem of the same title. I smile every time I read this piece. It reminds me how powerful I really am. My possibilities are endless! (So are yours! :D )

Emily Dickinson by Gareth Southwell

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Emily Dickinson by Gareth Southwell Emily Dickinson by Gareth Southwell

I dwell in possibility

That has no limit.

No roof.

No floors.

Only doors and windows.

You can’t box me in

You can’t uproot me.

You can’t reign me in,

Or hasten my pace.

You can’t dim my shine,

Or rain on my parade.

Possibility is my home.

Don’t underestimate me.

You don’t know what I’m made of.

I am an original,

Fearfully and wonderfully made.

Nothing is impossible for me.


See more of Gareth Southwell’s artwork here or on Deviant Art.

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Outskirts Science Fiction Theatre

Happy Friday Everyone!

I am going to be a guest on Deidra Hughey’s Outskirts Science Fiction Theatre tomorrow evening, January 17th at 9:00 pm EST.

I’ll be reading one of my creepier stories on the air. YOU (yes, you…the person reading this right now) are invited to listen!

Call in or listen live online: (818) 495-6960
Click here to listen online!

See you on BlogTalk Radio!! :D


P.S.: The show will be recorded so you go back and listen to it later!

Goodbye 2014! Hello 2015!

2015 flourish

I’ve heard a lot of people proclaim 2014 was a horrible year.  It certainly was fraught with one challenge after another, but I can’t count it as horrible. In 2013 I was challenged with letting things go. The process of letting go carried over into 2014. It was hard. It was even painful at times, but it was worth it. I won’t be carrying useless baggage into the new year. :)

Great things are already lined up for 2015. Look for the re-release of my book Persistence of Vision this year! I’m also working on a collaborative work to be released later in the year. I’ve made connections with fellow writers in 2014 that have the potential to blossom into something amazing and fruitful (shout out to my Sandboxers!), and I’m looking forward to taking the A to Z blog challenge, again (planning starts now!).

I’ve already decided that 2015 is the year that things begin to fall into place and flourish. I hope that your 2015 will be your best year, yet!

Happy New Year!