The more I read, The more I write

As I mentioned in my last post, I’ve been cutting down on the unnecessary items, obligations and ideas in my life so I can put all of my energy into things that I truly care about; my business, spending time with loved ones and unleashing my creative side once again. One of the things I’ve been getting back into during this process is reading for pleasure. Oh sure, I’ve read a lot for reference purposes, scrolled through hundreds of emails (eye roll) and those long a** chain letters people keep sending me on Facebook even though the time of the chain letter died in 2001. But I digress.

The more I read, the more I write

As of late, I’ve felt motivated to write and draw. More than motivated, like I had to pick up a pencil and see what came out the other end. I’ve also felt the delicious urge to blog on here again. If you’ve followed me for awhile, you’ve noticed my pattern of showing my face to prove I’m still alive before disappearing for 5 months. I really want to get past that and back to my love of sharing my ideas and memoirs. I have to attribute this spark of authorship to reading. It’s like the books are tapping into a part of my brain that I thought didn’t exist anymore. You know, the creative witty part that life does it’s best to choke the living daylights out of. The more I read, the more I want to write, draw and even vlog. Before I go into my plans of reincorporating those glorious rituals back into my daily routine, I’ll show you what I’ve been reading for the last two weeks.

Marie Kondo’s ‘Life Changing Manga of Tidying Up’


Now before you start cracking jokes, you should note that this woman has inspired thousands of people with her philosophy about turning your home into a joyful space. I didn’t want to jump into a long, complex read so I thought I’d start with a manga written for adults. Then I went and chose this blessing of a book and my whole mindset was changed! Aside from things, her philosophy inspired me to ditch other things and seek out projects, endeavors and people who bring me joy. No, I’m not delirious. I know there will always be something that I’m not happy about all the time. But there’s something magical about not having to live my life based on things, groups and whatever else that society tells me I need to be happy. I dare you to read it and see if it doesn’t inspire you!!

Gabrielle Union’s ‘We’re Gonna Need More Wine’


Have you ever read a memoir and thought ‘they must have been me in a former life or parallel universe’? Well if you’re an African American woman who grew up in the 80s and 90s, you may feel like Gabrielle has tapped into your mind and pulled out excerpts for her book. While I can’t relate to everything she’s included in the book, I can easily relate to the feeling of being the black girl in a class full of pale faces. Her descriptions about trying to fit in to black and white crowds, changing the way she talked and what she talked about to fit her company is all too painfully and hilariously familiar.

I haven’t finished this book yet, but judging by what I’ve read so far, she’s going to share with us how, over time, she became who she is today. She’s so upfront and transparent about things in this book. It makes me want to both crack up and offer a sympathetic somber hug at the same time. If you’re brave enough to confront the insecurities of the past, this book is a page turner.

I forgot how great this kind of reading is!

Welp, that’s all for tonight. I’m going to get back to leaning back on my sofa, listening to the gentle hum of the city and the sounds of my pencil moving vigorously across my sketchbook and note pad.

Have courage,

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