…With little to guide her, except fidelity to her own experience, she documented the survival of love, loyalty, joy, humor and affirmation, as well as tragedy in black life. Who could help wondering what would have been the difference in Zora Hurston’s life and career if there had been a large black reading public, and…
Author: Whit Izz
Nerves.
So, I’m 6 chapters away from completing my edit on my novel. So far, I think I did a prettt damn good job for my first novel. Im truly proud of myself for getting this far and not giving up. Nerves are creeping in though, and doubt is trying to rear it’s ugly head.
The Other Woman’s Story: Part III
Our time is precious and sacred, because I know that eventually comes, and you have to return to her. Read Part I here Read Part II here
The Other Woman’s Story
I lay next to you in bed and I realize that our relationship is the rawest love story never told.
The Other Woman’s Story: II
I’m willing to be kept in your back pocket, as long as it gives me the ability to be next to you. Read Part I here
The Joys a Child Brings
I never knew how much joy children really bring to your life, until I had one of my own. I could be having the worst day ever, I could want to cry my eyes out and lay in bed all day and do absolutely nothing; but my daughter makes that impossible. Since the day she…
How Did I Become the Third Wheel?!?!?
Photo Cred: askmen.com I was listening to the radio one morning and an awesome topic was being discussed. I couldnt wait to get to my computer to post my two cents about it lol! So, picture it. You’re calling up your closest girlfriend or guy friend to hang out one night; nothing too fancy, just…
Naked Truth
A bare face and a pure soul, I ask nothing more but for you to see me. I know this is new to you, something that you may not be used to, but I had a feeling that between all of the good vibes losing time in each other’s eyes, I lied to you. I…
What is Poetry? My Own Little Personal Essay
The closer I get to finishing my book, the more and more I think of publishing, and the more and more I think about the many times I told myself I would publish my poetry. I have sang this tune to myself many times, and still I have not completed that task. It is a…
Training Blues
I wish I could listen to my music all day long ….even in training…
Write, Live and Love 