January 2012
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December 2011
42 posts
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“Your presence is enough”
– Iyanla Vanzant
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Concrete Bond
So Bookophilia (bookstore in Kingston, Jamaica) has a Really Really Short 24-word story competition that makes my 62-word competition seem like no challenge at all. Even so, I wrote two stories but you can only enter one. Here is the one I didn’t enter.
Title: Concrete Bond
The cement wasn’t set when she stepped into his space. She sunk slowly. When it came time to leave she couldn’t. She...
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“Whether you are changing jobs or partners; if your best friends now seems to be...”
– Iyanla Vanzant, Monday Matters - December 19, 2011
http://www.facebook.com/notes/iyanla-vanzant/monday-matters-for-a-little-while/308134235886582
For Love Or Nothing: Modest Breakdown →
leaveyouapen:
Modest breakdown, lean against your bedroom door
and slide down until you hit the floor, you tuck
your head between your knees, a modest breakdown,
there is no screaming, not one shout, because
everything is in your head, boiling, but you won’t speak
one word, you just keep in your heart,…
How to Accomplish More by Doing Less - Tony... →
Jamaica Writes: Growing Pains →
jamaicawrites:
by Robert Gabay (Writer) and Elva Clarke (photographer)
She HAD to leave. His long-standing inability to rid himself of his emotional baggage stood between them like the unconquerable Annapurna. Her pent up emotions threatened to overwhelm her and she felt she must either scream or run to…
The One (That Got Away)
jamaicawrites:
by Elva Clarke (Writer and Photographer)
Maybe she looked different from behind. Better. An image that came into focus at a distance as she walked away. Unable to be seen when she stood in front of them with heart in outstretched palm. Bruised from being pushed away and taken for granted. She was tired of being the one that got away. She just wanted to be the one.
The...
An Open Letter to Amerindia (abbreviated)
jamaicawrites:
by Carla Moore (Writer) and Mario Guthrie (Photographer)
xaymaca land of your naming we say Jamaica like you were never here Jamaica 50 what of xaymaca? in 50 years it was gone I know not how I got here indentured-servant-slave but for staying I apologise you were a story Taino a thing a black child learned Arawak a part of Jamaica’s history the part before the real part I...
peaceluvandhappyness:
“The Lord hears his people when they call to him for help.He rescues them from...”
– Psalm 34:17-18 (NLT)
Selah!
“Cultivate the habit of being grateful for every good thing that comes to you,...”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson (via ignitelight)
Have an attitude of gratitude, dude…
(via ninjavanishhh)
I Know No
jamaicawrites:
Elva Clarke (Writer) and Sireita Mullings (Photographer)
Some are going say “No”. As if I don’t know everything about no. No father to say “See your lunch money here.” No mother to say “See your dinner here.” No grandmother to say “Make sure you bathe before you sleep tonight.” No doesn’t move me. I feel no in every single part of me. Twenty-dollar coin? Thanks. I just...
“Giving with the expectation of reward is not really giving.”
– Moe - The Saint, the Surfer and the CEO (Robin Sharma)
“Feeling [harbouring] hatred and unforgiveness is like taking poison and hoping...”
– Joyce Meyer (via zarabee)
Jamaica Writes: The End →
jamaicawrites:
Joneil Alcock (Writer and Photographer) (Photo edited using FotoFlexer)
When the paramedics came, he was already dead, lying in a pool of his own blood. Georgia had been preparing a late dinner. She was at the stove when Trevor entered the kitchen and gave her a back-handed slap. A loud…
Figment
jamaicawrites:
Nyika Noelle Smythe (Writer) and Diallo Dixon (Photographer)
In the hollowness of a shell, You put your ear against it to hear it. Open your mind to taste it. It whispers softly and you reach out To feel it To make sure it’s real No you didn’t imagine it But you’re the only one who sees it Dancing against the landscape of your subconscious Pulling you in, lighting your...
Fire Signs
jamaicawrites:
Carla Moore (Writer) and Mario Guthrie (Photographer)
fire signs they burn hold hands amid flames watch their skin meld smile at being joined in all.ways she hates you which means loves retching up her feelings nothing comes out her feelings are your unborn child nurtured on her blood come rub her naked belly all.ways in even with closed door even when gone she hates you so...
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M.E. Exposed: M.E. on Goals →
marioevon:
Have you set goals for yourself? I just finished reading an article on 3 ways to overcome Career Anxiety by Daniel Gulati, and his 3rd way was to spend time defining your passions. Though this is a little different from setting goals, it definitely will lead to you setting goals to achieve…
Amorphous
jamaicawrites:
Elva Clarke (Writer) and Mario Guthrie (Photographer)
She questioned the existence of this thing she called love. How it shifted and changed directions with time and how somewhere in the middle of it she couldn’t see it. Though structureless she clung to it and never wanted it to leave. She wondered why something so amorphous, upon departure, left her feeling that way - with...
Jamaica Writes: Taken →
jamaicawrites:
Jonelle Peart (Writer, Photographer & Artist)
Seeing him place his cherry lips on her sun-kissed skin, riled me! Hot blood coursed through my veins; the heat of the adrenaline pulsed and prompted my trigger finger. I responded in time. The opportunity came and I took it. It was not…
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“To love a person is to learn the song that is in their heart and to sing it to...”
– Arne Garborg
Wow!
Real Friends! Really?
Ok let me get it out. All this talk about ‘real friends’ is like the Courts (furniture store in Jamaica)offer of free gifts. Who pays for gifts? One of the words is redundant. So there are ‘real friends’ and ‘fake friends’? Really? If someone has proven not to be your friend stop referring to them that way. In this life friends are few and acquaintances are...
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Jamaica Writes: Free →
jamaicawrites:
Mario Guthrie (Writer and Photographer)
These eyes now see unusual clarity. Without blur the lines become sharp and lights bright. Through you life becomes unaltered. Without limitations. A cacophony of sounds embraces a distinct medley of smells in an uninhibited world without…
I Am Not Afraid
jamaicawrites:
Nyika Noelle Smythe (Writer) and Christopher Fuller (Photographer)
I am not afraid to love you I’m afraid to dream Dream bigger than these four walls that now surround us, Walls that keep us safe and protected in the exploration of this feeling. I am not afraid to love you, I’m just afraid of seeing, Who we really are, What we could really be; Then inevitably coming apart at...