I said to myself that if there were days that I didn't write, I had to be productive or creative in other ways. Today that meant this shitty (in more ways than one) drawing of Hanksy's "Dump Trump" graffiti art. It's been a LONG time since I did any drawing, but I bought some new [...]
I just finished reading Octavia Butler's Bloodchild: And Other Stories, and I was struck by the simplicity of her characters and the complexity of their worlds. Especially in Bloodchild, where she depicts a very nuanced relationship in a new world order. If you have the opportunity to get the Audible version, I highly recommend it; The [...]
This week, I was bad about posting to the blog but good about writing daily, so I don't feel any guilt. The blog was always a means to share my writing, not the driving force of the content. In other words, I don't want to get into a vicious cycle of posting to a blog for [...]
The first time I set foot in a yoga studio I regretted it immediately. It was 6 a.m. on a weekday (already a bad idea) in Santa Monica (oof), and I was about to begin my first hot yoga class (double oof). The room was filled with lithe white girls wearing Lululemon, and there I was, in Target athleisure, with a Pilates mat to boot. The feeling was nothing new, I'm used to being the only brown girl in white spaces. It usually doesn't bother me, but I was already feeling insecure and out of place, and the white gaze only heightened those feelings. I don't think this yoga thing is going to be for me, I thought.