This morning I read quite an interesting devotional from Martin Luther King, Jr.’s niece, Alveda King. I really enjoyed it not only because today is the day we celebrate MLK’s birthday, but also because it’s fun to imagine the faces of a movement that have passed away utilizing today’s technology. When most people will be… Continue reading What Would MLK Tweet?
Ello peeps! I know it’s been a while, but I thought instead of waiting for the KeativeTherapy revamp to be completely done, I should just come and start posting again. I missed posting and getting feedback so, here I am! But this post is not dedicated to that. I wanted to share some new music… Continue reading Album Spotlight: The Movement, Vol. 1
First of all, THANK YOU FOR CONTINUING TO READ!!! ❤ ❤ ❤ I know I have been gone for a LONG time, but my time has been consumed by something I'd like to call graduate school applications. I just wanted to come and give you all a post to let you know that I am… Continue reading Letters and Grad Schools and Time, Oh My!
THIRTY PIECES OF SILVER The second time I ever tasted wine was at, what is called, the Last Supper. The first time was at a Methodist church on Duke University’s campus on communion Sunday where, after about fifty or so people, I dipped my tiny piece of broken bread into the golden cup that was… Continue reading Thirty Pieces of Silver
6 | JEREMIAH LIAM was such an actor. He was so fake, but was obviously so good at pretending that he had everyone fooled except for Jeremiah…and now Kaiya. It was bad enough that he had chosen Jonathan and the wrestling team over Jeremiah freshman year and became an obnoxiously stereotypical jock for no reason.… Continue reading SURFACE | 6
Hello all 🙂 I’m still working on that next update. It’s about 6 pages now and I’ve only done one half or so; at least that’s what’s in my mind for now. 🙂 However, it should be coming soon. I want to get at least two updates for Surface in before I take a 3-day… Continue reading Coming Updates 🙂
LIAM | 5 IT was the blaring of his alarm clock that woke him from his deep slumber. The sounds of an emergency bullhorn filled the room in echoes that startled him awake. He didn’t hear what was his daily early morning workout playlist, a mimic of what he assumed was on his favorite… Continue reading SURFACE | 5