Incredibly talented writers-editors Nova Ren Suma and Emily X.R. Pan unveiled a Kickstarter project last year under the skin-shaking name of Foreshadow, an online anthology of short stories from new and established writers in the world of YA. I saw
I have been planning to write this post yesterday, the 29th, so I could sit down and vomit an entire month of painstaking resilience and joy I have never seen happen all at once. Which didn’t happen, because I was
I have a story. I’m looking at the dust floating in the sunlight that beamed through my room’s curtain. I’m home. My cousin, who just lost his newborn kid this morning, is not. He called last night, telling me that
The thing about this Sunday is when I have pulled out my favorite blue swing dress because I have nothing to wear for church, I found out that there are two giant blobs of bleach stains in the front (therefore
There has never been a month where I was forced to not do things, and be grateful for it. Restraint is a skill I never learned to have, not until circumstances say so, and now, circumstances did. By the first
Excuse me for that horror of a face. This was that week where I realized all of my usual equipment needed replacement. My laptop has been with me since 2013 and has gotten through several factory resets and OS refresh
