Traveling to Write

Traveling to Write

In the roomy bottom drawer of my desk are three generations of travel journals, my grandmother’s, my mother’s and mine. My grandmother’s are strictly reportorial: “Spent entire day in my room with diarrhea. Missed tour of Santa Maria...
Morning Magic -for Ashanti

Morning Magic -for Ashanti

There is a time between sleep and conversation when it is me with my pen. My pen and I connect to communicate with my inner mind. The silence that fills the spaces between my pen’s swooshing on the page is low-key and high-yield. My journal gets to see it all. The...