Proud to announce my acceptance into Las Musas mentorship program!
I dropped the glass on the ground and watched as the glowing blue liquid oozed off the broken pieces of the slide, toward the toolbox where I’d just stored the jar. My breath caught in my throat as I watched the specimen wiggle its mass between the seal of the toolbox. My hands shook asContinue reading “Unexpected Company”
It’s blue in all directionswith a smooth blanket in frontand ahead, and rippling wavesbelow. Even that line where theymeet is a cloudy blue that waversin the light. We sit back on the outerdeck with our feet kicked up onthe railings, not a care in the world.This vessel is taking us to paradise. Originally shared here.
Forget Me Nots is a self-published collection of poems by Tiffany Manbodh that explores the journey of finding one’s way back to self after experiencing trauma. Trigger warning: the content of the book references sexual assault and violence. The book is divided into three sections: “The Great Fall,” “Healing & Restoration,” and “Thriving.” It’s aContinue reading “Meagan Reads Poetry: Forget Me Nots by Tiffany Manbodh”
I had the opportunity to see Cardinal speak at a panel at the Miami Book Fair in November 2019. The panel had four authors speaking about Caribbean mythology and storytelling. Needless to say, it was an excellent event. I picked up a copy of Five Midnights that day. I will try my best not toContinue reading “Meagan Reads YA Horror: Five Midnights by Ann Dávila Cardinal”
It’s a million broken stones to seebut we mill our way through, upand down the halls that hold marblebusts and headless torsos. Thoughour feet glide over smooth, clearPlexiglass our eyes take in the groundbelow, into clay and beige dirt withindiscernable shapes of what was onceeither a kiln for fire or designatedchamber pot space. Either way,Continue reading “Into the Ancient Past”
November is known as National Novel Writing Month, or NaNoWriMo for short. I’d heard about the event for several years, but there was always something keeping me too busy to participate. This year, as I found myself self-employed, time was abundant. I finally took the plunge and aimed for the 50,000 words to get aContinue reading “What I Learned From NaNoWriMo”
The yellow, blue, and red stand Stark against white mountain caps. Colors bleed stronger than that absence of shade. It will always wave, louder and brighter than the snow surrounding. It calls us home. Originally shared here.
After visiting the village of Cahuasqui, my family and I stayed the night in Otavalo, the major city closest to the village. I’d visted Otavalo the last time I went to Ecuador as well, but this was my first time spending the night in a hotel in the area. We enjoyed the cool summer evening,Continue reading “Wanderlust: Otavalo, Ecuador”
Sean tilted his head. “It’s a jar of dirt.” Dylan sounded disappointed. “That’s not dirt,” Emily added. “I’ve seen dirt. That’s not it.” Sean and I gave our daughter a questioning look. She shrugged. “I’ve been studying different things with the microscope you bought me last year. Dirt is mostly what I’ve studied since that’sContinue reading “The Scientific Method”