That's how I describe the air in a museum. It's just a wholly amazing atmosphere and I'm always here for it. Yesterday, my girls and I headed downtown into Dallas and I finally, finally visited the Dallas Museum of Art. I've lived here for two years and have been aiming to go ever since I …
Five Top Fives.
Faves, like to hear it, here it go (in no particular order): Top Five Singers/Musicians/Artists I've Loved For All Time Michael Jackson Whitney Houston Stevie Wonder Diana Ross James Taylor Top Five Actresses I Love and Adore and Just Love and Adore Cate Blanchett Viola Davis Diane Lane Tracee Ellis Ross (purely coincidental that my …
because it’s Wednesday.
Old Bae. Bond. That Scottish accent. Indiana Jones' Dad. You've loved Sean Connery all your life, haven't you? Me, too. Here's to aging gracefully, Dr. Jones.
because it’s Wednesday.
This is certainly unprecedented. We greet Wednesday with not just one person, but five of them. (Well, still one, but we'll talk about that in a second.) Let me tell you how I discovered New Edition. Back in the 80s, the kids in school would sing, over and over again, "sunny days..." But they would …
Monday Allergies and Bons Weekends.
I'm seriously considering seeking out an allergist. I can't handle the first day of the week, y'all. Like I seriously cannot. I fidget. I have mental hives. I nearly itch. I literally lay in bed and rally against waking up, as if Monday is standing beside my bed with her arms crossed and an annoyed, …
it chose me.
It was inevitable that fiction would choose me, that my world would become consumed by it. From the fairy tales my mother brought before me, to the fascinating living stories around me, to the nursery rhymes that incited such vivid images in my mind, to the billowing curtain in my childhood bedroom that, to me, …
It’s not Monday or Wednesday…
The title will make sense in a minute, I promise. I didn't post yesterday, so I'm posting today. So it's not Monday. The following post was already published for my "Because it's Wednesday" feature in June 2017 (aka Eye Candy Wednesdays; aka my assortment of boos and baes in the public eye), but I'm reposting …
Black Panther. So. Lit.
You already know how I feel about Mr. Boseman. Anywho, as you also may know (please, please know this; like, I enjoy under-the-rock living, too, but you need to know this), Black Panther, the next movie in the Marvel Universe, is set to open this coming Friday. Saying I can't wait is certainly an understatement. We …
when they met.
If you haven't heard, a total solar eclipse took place yesterday, August 21. Pretty historical stuff. I was excited beyond words, not necessarily because of the historicity of it or the celestial phenomenon, per se. I, This Square Peg, a writer of words and a purveyor of poetry, have used the moon as an allegorical …
speechless.
Writing fiction has been a no-go, party people. And I miss writing fiction. Yes, I've written some poems quite recently (here and here, if you feel like reminiscing), but I am 100 percent a writer, lover, and creator of fiction. I don't exactly know what's going on. Let's think it through: Is it because I …
This Square Peg. 