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God in the Midst of Garbage and Gore

God in the Midst of Garbage and Gore
Yesterday I downloaded a copy of Michelle Knight’s book, "Finding Me." It’s a harrowing account of the eleven years she, Amanda Berry, and Gina DeJesus were held captive by Ariel Castro. Although Amanda and Gina are mentioned, the story is Michelle’s story and told from her point of view. Like most Americans, I was riveted to the screen when news broke about the kidnappings and Amanda’s escape that led to Michelle and Gina being rescued. A resident of California, I had never heard of any of the three young women nor did I know they had been kidnapped. The tragic incident was something straight out of a horror movie. After a few months had passed, there was talk about the women writing a book about what they had gone through. Immediately I made a decision that I wouldn’t read any of their books. I just couldn’t bear to read –let alone imagine what had happened over the eleven-year period. However, while searching for my next read, I stumbled upon Michelle’s memoir. Something tugged at my heart, and I knew I had to read her story. From the first page I was hook...
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My Angel (Maya Angelou)

My Angel (Maya Angelou)
The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream Till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays And dares to claim the sky. T he aforementioned stanza from Maya Angelou’s acclaimed poem, I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings , came to mind when I heard about her passing this morning. As the news of her death echoed around the world, I imagined her spirit taking flight and soaring through the sky, daring to claim it as her own. A gifted author and poet, she was a national treasure, an icon, and an inspiration to countless people around the world. The first time I heard her speak, I was mesmerized by her melodious voice laced in wisdom and experience. I immediately sensed she was someone I not only wanted to listen to— but someone I needed to listen to. Her legendary poems still resonate with me today. As I grow older, I often reflect on her poem Phenomenal Woman . She reminds me in that poem that my beauty is not what I wear on my head or the makeup I paint on my face or the clothes I wear. It’s in the reach of my arms, The spa...
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"I Shot My Wife"

"I Shot My Wife"
    According to media reports, those were the four words actor Michael Jace told an operator when he called 911 to report that he had shot his wife, April. Prior to the story breaking, I had never heard of Michael Jace. I watch very little episodic television, so I was unaware of his numerous television roles.   What gave me pause was the charge that he had allegedly shot his wife. In fact, anytime I hear of stories about domestic abuse, it gets my attention. The last thing you expect to hear from a husband is that he shot his wife. “I love my wife.” “My wife is pretty.” “My wife is everything.” Those are the kind of words you’d expect to hear from a husband--not, “I shot my wife.” Apparently, Michael had been experiencing financial woes and many speculate that the later was an impetus for his meltdown. Recently, reports of alleged prior acts of violence against his ex-wife have surfaced. What would cause a man to shoot his wife multiple times? Domestic violence is as old as time immemorial, and the devastating ripple effect it has on society ...
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Billionaire Bigot

Billionaire Bigot
  While surfing the Internet last week I came across the TMZ story about Donald Sterling’s leaked conversation wherein he and his girlfriend are having a heated conversation about her posting photos of herself with Black people on Instagram.   I can’t say that I was shocked, because this isn’t the first time, nor will it be the last time some well-known person’s racist views are made public. It was just a day or so before Donald was outed, that Clive Bundy, the Nevada rancher, was headline news due to his racist rant. And then there was Paula Dean and the list goes on. But what puts Donald in a class of his own is the paradoxical nature of the situation at hand. Either he is schizophrenic or he has a serious case of cognitive dissonance.   1)       Donald’s girlfriend is Hispanic and Black. 2)       Donald is the owner of the Clippers, a Los Angeles basketball team that’s made up of predominately Black players. 3)       The coach of the Clippers is Black. 4)  &...
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Everlasting Editing

Everlasting Editing
As some of you may know who follow my blog, this past January I landed a four-book deal with Soul   Mate Publishing for my Cass & Nick series. The first book in the series, “Married in the Nick of Nine,” will be released in early July. But before that happens, there’s work to be done. The first item on the to-do list is editing. Yes, Deborah Gilbert at Soul Mate Publishing was impressed with my writing and my story, but in the publishing world, a good editor will work with you to take your book to the next level. Sometimes this can entail some serious heavy lifting. It’s so heavy that the process is referred to as rounds. Round, 1, 2, 3, etc. When I received the redlined copy of my manuscript a couple of weeks ago, the subject line of the email said Round 1. That phrase conjured up images of a boxing match. Would the process involve my editor and me duking it out over manuscript changes? Did that mean that if I didn’t agree with a comment or change, I’d have to fight to get what I wanted? Leave it to the lush imagination of a writer. No, none of the ...
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Sofa Wars

Sofa Wars
(The above is not our actual sofa) Eleven days ago Malaysia Airlines Flight 370 disappeared and has not been seen or heard of since, in spite of worldwide search efforts. Yesterday Russian President Vladimir Putin signed a treaty on Crimea joining the Russian Federation —an act the West has called a violation of international law. Yes, there’s much afoot in the world, so when I sat down at my computer this morning to write a blog about the painstaking process of buying a sofa, I felt my topic was insipid at best and, at worst, would receive a thousand thumb- downs. But in spite of my reluctance, I felt compelled to vent about my search for the ever- elusive sofa. The sofa we have now is over twenty years old. In fact, I bought it before I knew my husband even existed. Actually it’s not a sofa, it’s a loveseat.   We threw the sofa out going on a year ago. It was beyond worn-out and we had to make room for my husband’s baby grand piano. Now the loveseat is on its last leg and needs replacing. Every time I go to sit on it, I get a sinking feeling in my stom...
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