I’m slowly dipping my toe back in…

It has been many months, longer if you count consistency. I haven’t been able to write. And it’s made me off- balance, not myself… There’s just been SO MUCH NOISE, I couldn’t. This is not something that you want to admit as a writer. But there it is, I said it!

And so I’m testing the water.

A few things changed that have freed me. I quit my job a year ago. (A job where I was attacked by microaggressions on a daily basis, not to mention ignored by the director of our group.) Then, and this is a big one, I moved. My son and I relocated to Costa Rica. Right?!?? I said it was big. It’s what my soul needed. The United States stopped working for my family years ago: its racism, violence and frenetic pace were crushing us.

Now, I’ve joined a Black Writer’s Group. I revived my blog. I’m dusting off my four, copyrighted poetry books…

And I’m feeling goooood (nod to Nina Simone).