When I was younger (not much younger, this was between 2017 and 2018), I wrote stories about young women who grabbed onto the idea of marriage as a path to happiness and a way to claw themselves out of the problems they had in their lives. Let’s talk about all the problems with that mindset. … Continue reading Changing Perspective
...there are rich, gorgeous, vibrant ideas tucked into a corner of my brain. You might know the one – it’s that out of the way, kind of awkward to get to place that you shove everything you don’t have the energy to deal with? The one that you need to drag out the step ladder to get to, move four boxes and a rusty fan to even see.
A year ago, I wrote a post called 2019 Will be the Year Of… In that post, I had three goals that I wanted to focus on – planning, praying and podcasting. I even made a pretty picture for it. This one: Well, let’s just say that nothing went according to plan last year. I … Continue reading Plans for 2020?
So, I’ve never shared the pieces I write for other platforms on here before… But I really love this one. What do y’all think?
October’s guest contributor is Neymat Raboobee, the woman behind theimperfectmuslimah blog. She is a South African copy-editor, writer and professional cat lover.
Neymat has been an avid bookworm since she was five years old. She, like so many of us, read Harry Potter when she was seven years old and fell head over heels in love with the entire thing becoming an official fangirl. Since then, books have inhabited 64% of her heart at all times.
She is also a bookstagrammer under the handle thecrotchetybookworm. Her piece, entitled “Sudden Realizations” is all about books and their ability to unite us, the way they make us feel and their importance in the world. It has a little bit of everything with each paragraph presenting a new, intriguing thought. I really enjoyed it and found her perspective interesting. It is a very well-written piece and I’m sure you will enjoy it just…
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I don’t have a strong nose. I think of scent as my weakest sense, even though I have nearsighted eyes to the power of -10. Even so, there are certain scents that’ll always get my attention. A few years ago, I had a kitchen fire after frying up some samosas. Five minutes ago, my mother … Continue reading Scent Memory