When Crap Happens: Writing Through Trauma
When my husband and I were trying for our second child, we thought it would be simple because we conceived our first child on the first try. Little did we know the long road we would have to endure ahead. Being the creative person I am, trying to breathe life into my manuscripts and a little human at the same time was the hardest period of my life. It felt like my body was rejecting me at every turn, and so were traditional publishing houses.
The Las Vegas Massacre: Honoring Our Heroes In Blue
While I slept peacefully, thanks the Seroquel I take for my insomnia, hundreds of people were running for their lives. As a deadly massacre took place in the city I once lived in for more than 10 years, where I went to high school. The city of sin and lights…Las Vegas.
This is a city where my mom, sister, brother-in-law, nieces and nephews still live. While I am not a big country music fan, my sister and her family are. Luckily, they were not at the concert that night, but many others were. But what if they had made the Route 91 concert a family event? What if they all had gone that night? Read the rest of this entry »
Masterpiece (Flash Fiction)
My inquisitive nature has led me to foreign places. I’ve understood the nature of exploring the odyssey of unique beauty, obvious and tranquilly available at my grasp. Spain had been at my selection, rich in the lather of cultural heartiness. Old dust, buildings erected from history, and life living in the spirit of the people recovered from old traditions. Read the rest of this entry »