Since I've been pregnant, you have been projecting your opinions and oppositions at me. It's like once women have had children, they always feel like experts, but that's not the case. Not every woman is the same, nor is every birth or pregnancy. Just because I choose to have a different birthing experience than you,… Continue reading Dear Bitter Moms
You read that right. There's a vegan bun in the oven and I couldn't be more excited. As I finish up my first trimester, here's how things went. When I found out I was pregnant, I was numb. I did not want kids and finding out you're pregnant and not married or in a relationship,… Continue reading A Vegan Baby, Arriving Soon!
Before I tell you about my experience here, let me just say that the best part of eating out as a vegan at a non vegan restaurant, is that your food comes out fast and is prepared fresh. Now this restaurant is located in The Woodlands and if anyone knows the area, you know its… Continue reading Ruffles Green
Located off W Gray, this juice bar is so amazing and I love the atmosphere. I had been there once before. I ordered the Pink Starbust juice and a Buddha bowl. Both were absolutely amazing. The juice really tasted like candy and the kick from the ginger was perfect. The Buddha bowl was a curry… Continue reading Nourish Juice Bar
As she got closer, she stopped in her tracks. There at the table, was Rodney. Their eyes locked and they both had the same expression on their faces. "What are you doing here?" they both said in unison. Everyone grew quiet. Her sister, Anissa, was the first to speak. "How do y'all know each other?"… Continue reading Short Story Sunday 4/30/2017 (Her Hustle Excerpt)
This is an excerpt from my upcoming novel entitled, Sage. She quickly showered and got dressed. Carefully putting the mask on, making sure the adhesive wasn't showing, she pressed the thin material over her face and neck. She almost didn't recognize herself. She put the wig on and she couldn't even tell it was a… Continue reading Short Story Sunday 4/23/2017 (Sage)
At the bus station, it smelled of old people and moth balls. Though Tasia and I lived in an upscale gated community, the perimeters weren't as lavish. I saw homeless people, drug heads, and beggars. I held my things close as so they would not be touched. I finally heard my bus get called and… Continue reading Perish Island: A Short Thriller (Chapter 2)