Category Archives: memory is a muscle

My mother has a big birthday today–ends in a 0 or a 5. I hesitate to say her age. She’s a classy lady. A lot of what a write has to do with mother daughter relationships. My young characters usually … Continue reading

Haiti, memory is a muscle, Mothering, poetry

Humor me, please.  Here I will list my fears of the “Dark Island” (a play on the infamous “Dark Continent” references that were so prevalent in American literature & film).  And humor is the best way to deal with what … Continue reading

Awards, Gede, Haiti, memory is a muscle, Mythology, Research, Vodou, Writing
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So we’re halfway through summer and I’m counting down the days to the first day of school. This year, I decided to be a full time mama. No part-time teaching artist gigs (including DAWP…more on teaching artist shenanigans later), very … Continue reading

books, memory is a muscle, Mothering, movies, The Help, VONA, Writing