God Has Got You! Look at these figurines. This creator’s eye for detail is exceptional. When I took a moment to really examine them, I was amazed at how there is a picture of each character’s purpose drawn onto the figurine’s own body. I loved that! Each individual piece bears the mark of its life’s…
Clark is one of my favorite characters. He’s been so much fun to write, that I decided to try to dig into his back story from Clark’s point of view. Clark often felt as if his mom was is a stereotype, of sorts. She was one of those white girls who saw herself in another…
Birth Father The memories I have of my birth father before I grew up could be easily counted using fewer fingers than I have. He was around until I was 6, when he moved away and only called twice that I know of. Somehow, though I have several scattered memories with the rest of my…
One day, when I was 11 years old, Mami and I were heading out to Manhattan. We were planning to visit Delancey Street, browse through May’s Department Store on 14th Street, and maybe visit a cuchifrito for some delicious fried treats. It was our usual Saturday routine, and she purposely skimped on some of the week’s groceries in…
Bikinis and Jean Shorts As a 12 year-old, I firmly believed that bikinis were only for supermodels, but on the day my aunt brought home a red and white polka-dotted string bikini, I began to think differently. At first, of course, I thought that she must be unaware of my cellulite. I tried on the…