—A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write
fiction nonfiction–Virginia Woolf
—-My Writing Room is finished.
I told my best girl, Tia, about this particular chandelier I desperately
wanted, needed, coveted for a ‘Room Of My Own.’
I said, “There’s one
more thing I require to make this room complete. You know,
sort of like the exclamation at the end of the sentence.”
The next moment,
there she is at my door with this fabulous, fun, frivolous, girly gift. What do you think? I LOoooooVE You, Tia. Thank you for loving me back.
~A card from my greatest encourager, soul-mate, and bestest friend in the entire world, my sister Kay. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you. I miss you….
~ This is what spurs me forward to keep Kay’s memory and story alive. It arrived the other day in the mail.
~My favorite new quote.
~If my poetry sang a song, This Is What She\’d Sound Like
What I’m reading now.
I’m lovin’ it.
~I Rise I Rise I Rise…Because My Sister Cannot. Click & Rise With ME!!!!!
~ Charlie, The Cat. (otherwise known as Little Bastard) This is their new book club pick.
~My mentor, friend, daughter, and sister from Kenya, Mercy Adhiambo. I LOOooove your hair like that! I love you.
~Another view from “A Room Of My Own.
–Darling, Reader, Do
you have a room of your own?
——More about Kay’s story HERE