Pouring Out when You have Nothing Left to Give: A How-To Guide

I had a conversation with my friend a few weeks ago in which I told her about a ministry idea I had: using Maya (my typewriter) to write letters to people in the church (or outside of church) who need encouragement and hope. I was excited but then the reality of unemployment and stress of... Continue Reading →

A Soulful Malnourishment

Hope fades into nefarious darkness, and repeated promises, stretched beyond the rainbowโ€™s end, springboard a soulful malnourishment by way of tsunami tears and silently whispered Psalms.

Changes to the Blog (My True Identity) or โ€œThe Woman Behind โ€˜Dylan Whittlerโ€™โ€

Dear Readers, Iโ€™ve been contemplating some things over the past few weeks about the blog and where I want to take things moving forward. Everything isnโ€™t set in stone yet but thereโ€™s one thing I want to come out and say now. Dylan Whittler isnโ€™t my real name. I wrote a blog post about that... Continue Reading →

Loving a Suicidal Writer

*I wrote this poem after reading an article about James Baldwin and his struggle with suicidal ideation* If I ask you to martyr me within your pages,blank and crisp, like unvarnished potential,donโ€™t let your memory of me fade awaylike forgotten, abandoned childhood dreams.Donโ€™t listen to my mournful woes.Write me beautiful and stellar,glamorous and headstrong.Paint me... Continue Reading →

Excerpt From a Book I May Write One Day

Dear Lovelies, I was feeling poetic the other day and started writing stream of consciousness style. I did not write a poem. I wrote two paragraphs, the beginning of something that could maybe, potentially, turn into a short story or book somewhere down the road. Check it out and let me know what you think... Continue Reading →

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