Ms. Howard and the Black History Project That Changed Everything

Originally posted on The Ink Well:
UPDATE: FEBRUARY 2015 While I have a fantastic family who has shaped me into the woman I am today, I am also eternally grateful to EXTRAORDINARY educators like the amazing Ms. Tracye Howard who fed my thirst for learning as a student in her 8th-grade U.S. History class. I’ve…

Who’s Sharpening Your Iron?

Having people treat me like a wounded, helpless five-year-old is the perfect condition for my iron to get rusty in the shed. My life only gets better when I am challenged to sharpen my iron with people who call me to aim higher, stand taller, and BE BETTER.

It’s Just One Point of View

At any moment of the day I can simultaneously be a bitch and a saint. However, It’s not up to me to change someone’s point of view on who I am. My only job is to BE ME.

Surrender to Your Editor

One of the jobs that I enjoyed the most before I became an entrepreneur was working as a book editor for a small publishing company in Northern Virginia. What I appreciated most during my five years in that position was that my former boss had an uncanny knack for placing the right author with the…

Finding Your Own Kool-Aid

Originally posted on The Ink Well:
UPDATE: January 2015 When I initially wrote this post nearly two years ago, I didn’t recognize how important finding the right philosophies, groups, and people to support me REALLY was. I know that my transition to New York wouldn’t have been as great without my love for Jesus, music…

When Cast Members Change

There’s nothing worse than tuning into your favorite show to discover that one of your favorite cast members won’t be returning for the new season.

New York, Year One: Always Get High on Your Own Supply

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Somewhere around 1:30 on the afternoon of January 8, 2014 as I was driving over the Verrazano Bridge into Brooklyn, I suddenly saw the Empire State and Chrysler buildings in my side view and I began screaming wildly with joy. It was a good thing that I was traveling…

New York, Year One: Always Get High on Your Own Supply

Somewhere around 1:30 on the afternoon of January 8, 2014 as I was driving over the Verrazano Bridge into Brooklyn, I suddenly saw the Empire State and Chrysler buildings in my side view and I began screaming wildly with joy. It was a good thing that I was traveling alone because I probably would have…

2014: UNBELIEVABLE

365 days later, I have to say that there is something absolutely magical, outstanding, and downright finger-licking good about looking back at my life and realizing that I’ve stood toe to toe with my greatest fears and made my dreams happen on my own terms.

For the Love of Titi

On an early Saturday morning in August, I arrived in midtown to take on a personal development course. It had already been a VERY long and a VERY hot first summer in New York for me. I was grinding hard to make my writing hustle come together, I was nearing the end of my long-distance…

You Gotta Rock With The Men Who Rock With You

My girl, Adriane, and I spent many a bleary-eyed morning last spring in the HOV lanes of Route 66 talking about everything from our respective careers, our families, “Scandal” plot lines, and of course, men. I deeply miss my time with my resident love coach and realize now that many of our conversations laid the…

Bringing My Milkshake Back to the Yard

Maybe I just needed to move my milkshake to a bigger yard. Maybe I have a special glow now that I’m living in the city of my dreams. It’s been quite refreshing to finally have my milkshake on a yard where it’s appreciated.