I am a writer. Have been since I was seven or eight years old. Had big dreams of one day being a world renown, published author. Think Stephen King but with fewer nightmares, a permanent tan, and boobs. Anyway, in case it wasn't obvious, I've let a lot of life get between my dreams and … Continue reading I Write, Therefore I Rock.
It's not really a question you have to ask yourself. Unless like me, you realize you may have a slight addiction to planning that's getting in the way of you DOING anything to bring your plans to fruition. Hi WordPress. My name is Dana, and I'm a planner-holic. I was a Franklin Covey addict for … Continue reading To Plan or Not to Plan
#BlackLivesMatter - all day, every day. Let's start there. Black lives matter so I propose on July 31st of this year, Black folks find a way to NOT commit any Black on Black crime involving assault and or murder. GLOBALLY! We step away from using any kind of weapons against each other. For a whole … Continue reading Because #BlackLivesMatter
Friday, May 29th, 2020 - I lost my shit. More unarmed / innocent Black people dead at the hands of armed white men. A global pandemic on the tail end of round one with round two sitting patiently in plain view. Rumors of "murder hornets" emerging from Mother Nature's mad science lab to decimate the … Continue reading Road to Recovery
Oh, and something else to note, I’m a Black woman living in the U. S. of A. - We’ll unpack that as we go along, because it’s an aspect of my being that impacts every section of my life. For now, since this is our first official get together, I just want to keep things simple. And being Black in America is anything but simple.
I want to say how much I have appreciated seeing the number of non-melanated humans who have shown concern, spoken up, and showed out in solidarity with Black folks in this, the million and twelfth time we've had to assert that we matter as people while beset with grief, anger, and out rage. It has … Continue reading Better Late Than Never I Suppose.
(Insomnia, Episode 6) Well, have you? I'm not talking about tears shed at a televised funeral. I'm talking about you're in your car, you turn to look into the car next to you and there's a Black woman openly, obviously sobbing? You may have been laboring under the misconception that Black women only show out … Continue reading Have You Ever Seen a Black Woman Cry in Public?
I wonder, do people sense when they're going to die? Did Trevon Martin wake up that morning feeling something was off but he couldn't quite put his finger on it? The people aboard the planes that crashed on September 11th, as they boarded the planes, was there a nagging sensation in their bodies that they … Continue reading Do they know…
I’m finding it hard to keep caring. You want me to do a good job, to pay attention to detail on some shit that in the grand scheme of things, doesn’t matter. Why should I give a shit when, as a Black woman in this country I have no rights. The laws in this … Continue reading End of the rope.