I love to experience the physical joy and exhaustion of the act of writing.
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You and the pen and the paper are a thruple, writing as one.
What I love about being a writer and creative person is the insight it gives me into art and art-making.
You can’t chase two rabbits at once.
There are things I am still afraid of, but being myself will no longer be one of them.
Writing is a mystery to me, a heroic mystery. It’s such a challenge every time I go to the page. I never know how I’m going to finish anything without first getting into it.
One should never resort to dullness, ennui, tedium, languor in order to embrace acceptance.
I hadn’t thought the manuscript was so bad it deserved being torched.
When I go deep with my direct community of women we are able to identify needs to aid in the development of our juiciest, most creative selves.
Editing is where the poems take shape and come to life.
I love to experience the physical joy and exhaustion of the act of writing.
I am a vessel, able to tap into the channel of flow from the universe and my ancestors.
Sometimes it’s about giving, and sometimes it’s about getting: knowing my story might open people’s eyes, might bring light to their world, is incredible.
We can design deliciously for a nourishing offensive that will also defend our bodies if we get sick.
When my writing is going well, there’s an energy in the room that definitely reminds me of sex.
I’d be happiest if I could conduct all of my personal communication through writing & never had to speak in the moment again to another living soul.
If the skin is the largest sex organ, skin is imbricated literally and metaphorically in both writing and sex.
I've fallen in love with people I've never met just because I knew them intimately through their writing.
I don't need to be a Black lesbian to appreciate Audre Lorde...oh wait, I am. Bad example.
…my own fantasies held more truth, more conviction, and more hope than I had been finding in the world around me.
When a Puerto Rican accomplishes something, it’s an achievement for the entire island.
That invisible web that storytelling weaves between people is the thing that drives everything I do.
I loved reading about women bucking the odds and doing powerful things.
I am of an age to wonder, do strangers still flirt in person? Are sex and fiction interchangeable?
There is nothing, and I mean nothing, sexier than a good love letter.
I write very personal stories with endings I wish I were brave enough to manifest in my own life.
