Today, my adult-self is mourning the loss of a woman who made contributions to young black people in Detroit that cannot begin to be fully understood. But today, my little brown-girl self is also celebrating what she taught me about allowing your dreams to be as big as possible. I was so lucky to grow up with women like Mrs. Blackwell in my life. Women who taught me everything I needed to know about the pride that comes with being a black woman, and the adventures that were to be had as my life moved forward.Continue Reading... 2 Comments.
So it is day 31 of the #Write 2014 challenge. Since it is also the first day of February (typically the time when folks have forgotten their new years commitments), I figured now would be a good time to offer some encouragement to those who may be feeling discouraged with their writing progress thus far.Continue Reading... 2 Comments.