With My Feet in the Air and My Head on the Ground

I’ve been feeling peculiar. Walking around my house and across campus feeling weird, awkward. Like maybe my legs are on backwards or my arms are too long and my elbows don’t work. I couldn’t put a finger on the feeling, wasn’t sure what was happening each day I woke up feeling particularly queer. I thought perhaps it was a stage of exhaustion miles past tired, levels beyond stinging eyes and...

Is Yo’ Mama Busy?

I know, I know. People get all sensitive when we start talking about Mamas, and I’d love to say that I’m not being rude, but I kinda am. That’s right, I’m channeling my inner-Pharcyde on this one (“Yo Mama got a peg leg with a kick stand!”) because I don’t know how else to reference the busyness that consumes my life right now. See, I got a lot of projects going on....

Let Me Pay My Rent in Drafts and Journal Entries. Please and Thank You.

My April started with a milestone. After several months of re-writing my novel in third person, I handed my draft off to a few trusted readers. It felt good. I feel like the revision is an important one; the story demanded it, and as a result, What Has Never Been Taught will be a really solid novel. Though grueling and tedious, maddening and sentimental at times, it was also a lot of… fun. I hesitated there....