Write—For Me

Today, I am sharing an old post that brings me new life. A reminder of why staying true to yourself is important in any aspect of your life. via Write—For Me

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Revised: An Empty Love Letter

I just revised this poem. I revised it because after reading it with fresh eyes I realized that it needed something else, it needed a facelift, a poetic facelift. I am going to try and practice what I learned at The Martha's Vineyard Institute of CreativeWriting. I was fortunate enough to attend this program a … Continue reading Revised: An Empty Love Letter

Writing Update

Five days until I head off to Martha's Vineyard for a week of creative writing. I am nervous and excited. I have never done anything like this but I know that it will be worth the experience. Lately, writing has been challenging and I am looking forward to breaking through this writer's block. I think … Continue reading Writing Update

I am still working on my goal of raising funds to attend the Martha's Vineyard Institue of Creative Writing. It's not easy to continuously ask with originality. Honestly, I am running out of words and thank yous. I have reached out my audience over and over again and I know they must be tired of … Continue reading

Puerto Rico

I write because I enjoy it. I write because I can use my words to resonate with people and talk about the things that matter to me. This post I did was and still is very important to me.

palabras DelMar

I am writing today from within. I write from the roots of my being. I am an American, a Puerto Rican. I am the daughter of an island born on the mainland of a country in turmoil over identity. Today, I see inaction on behalf of other American citizens, on inhabitants of an island in despair. Americans absent from inclusion, they live on an island bombarded by the waters of grief and we are all hurting. Our island is in trouble and we are stranded on the mainland, hopeless, fearful, and desperate.

La isla del encanto, la isla de mi niñez, drowned by a storm— is surfacing for air.

And I see all of us crying out for our people.

I see humanity emerging from the depths of tragedy.

We cry out with memories of a coqui singing, the sounds of parrandas bellowing through the night, el cuatro is the…

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Creative Writing HELP

Hello everyone! It has been a long time since I posted a blog. I have not been writing much since the dreaded writer's block has made its way into my life and has settled down for the long haul. Recently, I decided that I need to break through this writer's block and I have been … Continue reading Creative Writing HELP