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Women Warriors: I Want to Paint Your Story
We women are so hard on ourselves. We worry our breasts are too big or too small, our thighs are too thick,…
It’s Been a Long Time: Am I Still a Writer?
It’s been a long time since anyone has wanted to interview me about my writing. Or maybe they wanted to, but up…
Manifesting a New Home
Growing up, I lived in a bedroom my mother said she decorated ‘especially for me’. The truth is that she decorated it…
Letter to My 12th Grade Son, 3 Months Before He Graduates High School
Dear TechSupport: You used to shout at your friends before playing Capture The Flag. “No burying the flag.” “No jailbreaks.” “My house….
Call Me RACHEL: #BOAW2018
Last night, I started painting too late. I was tired. I tried to rest, but I saw her. Fully formed. So I…
The Hairiest Snizz
NOTE: This post is part of the Beauty of a Woman BlogFest VI! To read more entries, and potentially win a fun…
Why I Won’t Be Invited To That Party Again: The Day I Called Someone Out for a Racist Joke
I’m at a party when, suddenly, the affluent host makes a horrendous racist joke. Sitting just outside the group, I watch the men laugh uproariously…
Changing The Things I Cannot Accept: Time To Fight For Feminism, Ladies
In 1991, I landed my first job, teaching 3rd grade English as a Second Language. Kathy, the teacher with whom I worked,…
3 Things the Universe Wants Me to Do
I’m wicked competitive. No matter what I do, I want to be the best at it. I don’t mean the best that…
Soul Soothings & a #Giveaway
Something that you may not know about me is that I don’t metabolize heavy metals properly. This summer, I had my levels…