Oh, yes I did draw a black Wonder Woman with cornrows… I’ve had some funny hehe (entertaining) and funny haha (oh, how embarrassing) moments writing as a single woman. Even as a black single woman, which adds another layer to what you may experience when… Read More
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She’s a Mean Old H4 Bus, 2: The Quiet, Angry-faced Girl
The girl with the quiet, angry face did not, of course, call herself ‘girl with the quiet, angry face.’ She was Charlotta Phelps, but Charlotta was the kind of young woman who did realize strangers must call her ‘quiet, angry-faced girl’ and she relished having… Read More
Paperclip Safari 6: The Blackest Friday
And so, the mighty Silverback Titan emerged from the frozen earth, looking for his lost pack (of paperclips). Titan missed his mate Strawberry the most. And the cub, little Pipa. The two juveniles he could leave–and Titan grated silvery metal jaw as he hopped along,… Read More
Pachacamac: Of Fertility and Death
A story crafted from three random words: Olmsted, feather headdress of a coastal Incan fertility and dealth god, M.G.H. You can thank the March 2005 National Geographic magazine for these randomly selected phrases that I will now turn into a witty story this morning… Doctor… Read More