She/Her. Amateur fiction writer with a background in journalism hoping to provide interesting content to the people.
The Art in 14th Century Sword Fighting
Graham Sue-A-Quan’s nervous energy bounces into the room before he does. He is a gangly man wearing a large T-shirt; it hangs from his limbs like a blanket on a clothesline. Whenever Graham Sue-A-Quan grapples, he makes sure to let his partners know that he is “brand new at this.” He has been here two weeks, and it is obvious in the way he toes around people to get a drink from the water dispenser.
Goodbye to Her
She is a beautiful enigma. Her dark skin is as soft as kitten bellies, and her eyes, sharp like steak knives, pierce straight to the heart of you. She never lets you know what she is thinking though, she is a suspicious package wrapped in brown paper.
A Quiet Plea
He entered the room in a huff. His black leather jacket squeaked to the rhythm of his rapid arm swings. The baggy cargo pants he wore were covered in chains and they added a ringing jingle to his walk. Together his outfit played a song of a boy condemned to detention.
I wake to the smell of damp earth. It’s dark. In front of me, I can make out the faint outline of a machine. I whip my head around frantically to get a sense of where I am.
Food and Family
Greece is a country well-known globally for its history. It is the birthplace of modern democracy, and its architecture has inspired designers throughout the ages. It is also home to millions of olive trees - a fact I learned while on tour in Crete.
A Look at Chester Himes and A Rage in Harlem
To say Chester Himes is the Black Raymond Chandler would only serve to diminish his genius and undermine Chandler as a purveyor of the hardboiled crime genre.
Part 5: Wilhelmina Wilhelmina inched her way through the house. The soundlessness of the stranger’s kitchen made her uneasy. She thrived in loud environments. Wilhelmina knew she could hide behind the noises of everyday life. No one noticed her in crowded places where the chatter of the people on the sidewalk drowned the sound of her conversations with Jerry. When she went to find food, the smooth music of a peddler's violin distracted onlookers from the sight of her rummaging through a dumpster. Even Wilhelmina's home was disguised by the roaring noise of the buildings around her. No one noticed a dilapidated shack on a street where rats and crackheads roamed the sidewalks.
The Healthiest and Most Stable Relationship in my life
Books are magic. Turn a page and you can be thrust into a new reality. At one moment you might find yourself the observer of a human-vampire romance; the insider with knowledge of a secret plot; or, you just might uncover the secrets of the universe only known to those who have diligently studied the cosmos. Wherever and whenever you find yourself, the power of words and your ability to imagine things you’ve never seen or experienced first-hand is what brought you there.