Monthly Archives: March 2015

“Some memories are realities and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again.” Willa Cather I can still remember vividly the incredible smell of plump raisins buried in the belly of my Godfather’s gingerbread muffins. These extraordinary … Continue reading →

Oft times the world around us prefers that we live a clone like existence – one in which inhabitants follow each other mindlessly – like lemmings going over the end of a cliff. It becomes difficult to encourage individual thinking … Continue reading →

Originally posted on TURTLEQUEEN'S WRITEPLACE:
I write for those women who do not speak, for those who do not have a voice because they were so terrified, because we are taught to respect fear more than ourselves. We’ve been…