In the fan zone at the Circuit of the Americas, next to a jar of earplugs and a few feet from an industrial sized jug of free sunscreen, sat a 3-inch...
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AFTER my mother died, I wanted to write about many things. But I couldn’t. The thoughts sat like a heavy, congealed lump in my chest. Yet, the story in my heart refused to go away and the thoughts whispered, growing louder in my ears. Writing this helps release some of that weight from my heart.
In the fan zone at the Circuit of the Americas, next to a jar of earplugs and a few feet from an industrial sized jug of free sunscreen, sat a 3-inch...
Writing for Sanity, Not Just Fame “I write books, even if there’s no reader. I craft movie scripts, even if no one buys them. I pen blog...
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Decide what you want. Decide what you are willing to exchange for it. Establish your priorities and go to work. ~ H L Hunt We live in a fast-paced...
For my birthday last month, I asked for markers. Since then, I’ve spent several hours in my soft front-room chair, copying out verses from the...
I will never forget an old tennis buddy who, when finding something interesting, would always exclaim “well, well, well” and then instantly follow...
I felt delight in growing up in the church. Not only did I attend Sunday school and children’s church, but I went to Christian elementary and...
Less than four months after publishing her first book of poetry, artist and poet Sarah Beckett is publishing her second, I Wrote My Heart Across an...
Approximately 400 matrics in the Eastern Cape were unable to write exams today due to heavy rains in the region.
The mother of one of seven people shot dead inside a home in a massacre in Bishop Lavis, Cape Town, on Thursday says she is angry and heartbroken that...