May 12, 2014
I thought about when I first became a story teller:
When I was eight years old, my grandfather gave me a book to read:
The Uncle Remus Tales
I remember when he gave it to me, he asked me if I could understand the story that was being told as I read it. I didn't want to disappoint him, so of course I said yes, not really knowing if he would ask me a slew of questions when I finished the book or not.
By the time I got done with Br'er Rabbit and the stuff that he got into, I was hyper to tell my grandfather about the book.
But he didn't want a book report.
He wanted me to tell the tales in my own words.
July 15, 2013
Good Monday morning, folks, I hope you like the new location, I'm still trying to decorate a little bit and get a feel for the place, but I think I like it.
I decided to re-boot my blog by starting with my very first marination...with a few additions because of the new level I'm on the verge of reaching...
*Exhaling*... okay, here goes...
When I created my pseudonym, I did so with a few things in mind.
I wanted my name to mean something significant.
I wanted something that reflected what I felt inside, something that I drew strength and comfort from.
Finally, I wanted to embrace the essence of the name that I...