One of the things that really just irritates me is when I have a blog post pretty much ready to publish, but then life gets in the way (boo, life!), and then when I get the opportunity to finally publish the post, I feel differently about it and then end up trashing it. As I… Continue reading An ode to blogging
I realize the word "high" and pairing it with anything Islamic is kind of contradictory. Getting high is kind of completely antithetical to Islam. Ecstasy is no better. Maybe spiritual elevation? I don't know. It's not succinct though. And as a writer, I like my titles to be as succinct as possible. Although most of… Continue reading That Post-Hajj High
I have officially been off Facebook for a month. It happened in stages, of course, this social media "detox." I've never been a consistent social media consumer/user. I resisted joining for many years, and then was off for a number of years after I eventually gave in (again). But when, beginning in 2015, I had… Continue reading Off the Grid Again. Partially.
I was reluctant to share my poem with anyone or even tell people about today's poetry reading. Whenever you make an announcement about something, it always comes with expectations, either stated or unstated. I anticipate the reaction I think I am going to get. That reaction though? It's really just my inner critic. Since my… Continue reading On Owning My Words and Voice
There has been one good thing that has come out of my insomnia this past week: being given the chance to really plume through the thoughts whirling around in my head. While the common response would be to check one's phone and endlessly scroll through one's social media feed, I no longer reach for my… Continue reading The gift of insomnia