Stuck in this Place

I can only hope that one day when I win an Oscar, whatever comes out of my mouth is poignant, bleep-less and spoken without a piece of paper that looks like a CVS receipt.  God, who doesn't want a little more Olivia Coleman in their life?  The first hostless Oscars in 30 years - which... Continue Reading →

Eye of the Storm

Well January, you came in hot.  I can quite honestly say the majority of the time I have no idea what's going on.  Between writing, reading, funerals, work, group texts, weddings, drama for yo mama and engagements, all I can do is throw my hands up in the air and hope the wind carries me... Continue Reading →

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