Everyday Inspiration, Day Twelve: Critique a Piece of Work

I don’t think many people know this about me but I love classic movies. I’m not talking about 70’s and 80’s classic, I’m talking about 30’s and 40’s classic.

American Actress Barbara Stanwyck
Studio portrait of American actor Barbara Stanwyck (1907 – 1990)  (Photo by Hulton Archive/Getty Images)


I don’t think many people know this about me but I love classic movies. I’m not talking about 70’s and 80’s classic, I’m talking about 30’s and 40’s classic.

I credit my Mom for introducing me to classic movies. She used to put on The Sound of Music and The Wizard of Oz for me while she braided my hair.
I rediscovered classic movies in high school and fell in love with them. I loved the glamour, the witty banter, the drama, and of course the romance. I do realize back in those days things weren’t really glamorous for women or minorities. But that’s what movies are for, to help you forget about your troubles for awhile, and be entertained.

My favorite classic movie star is Barbara Stanwyck. She was so fierce, witty, smart, and not a damsel in distress. She didn’t play characters who needed men to save her. If anything men should beware of her, her cleverness was deadly. Ms.Stanwyck also had a very long career in Hollywood, which made me admire her all the more. She stood the test of time from to the pre-code 1930’s to the dawn of TV shows  as a force to be reckoned with.

I decided to put together a little list of 5 of my favorite classic movies. I reccomend these if I’ve inspired you to give classic movies a try.

  1. The Lady Eve (1941). Barbara Stanwyck, Henry Fonda
  2. The Apartment (1960). Shirley MacLaine, Jack Lemmon
  3. Laura (1944). Gene Tierney, Dana Andrews
  4. Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (1958). Elizabeth Taylor, Paul Newman
  5. Three on a Match (1932) Joan Blondell, Warren William


Below is a clip of Barbara Stanwyck in action in The Lady Eve. She plays a very clever conwoman hunting a socially awkward millionaire played by Henry Fonda, little does she know she’s about to fall in love.

Everyday Inspiration, Day Seven: Let Social Media Inspire You




I think this is what makes humans so insufferable, we sometimes lack the ability to see how truly insignificant we are in the grand scheme of things. When compared to the universe our lives are just a speck of dust, but here we are thinking that universe revolves around us and our needs.
I feel I can say this because I’ve worked in customer service my entire life and have seen the worst of worst human beings in action. But a lot of humans are selfish, prideful, entitled, annoyingly insecure, and just downright pain in the necks. But I love y’all still (most of the time) because I’m not perfect and have been and sometimes still am all of the things I’ve listed.

It’s very easy to get wrapped up in this #selfie nation that we live in. But right now promise yourself that you will take more time to step out of “me” and into the world around you.

  1. Take A Walk
    When’s the last time you just stepped back just to marvel at how awesome this world is. I know there’s a lot of ugly things happening in the world right now but that’s even more reason to get out there at see it. Look up at the blue sky and the massiveness of it, appreciate it. Who knows what it will look like in 10 years.
  2. Actually Care
    No one really cares about anyone anymore. I realize that a little bit more every time I get on the road and no one will let me change lanes. So next time if you see someone with their blinker on don’t just pass them be a nice person and let them over. Also the next time you ask someone how they are, actually mean it. I hate that that’s become this empty greeting.
  3. Think Of Someone Else
    I can’t stress this one enough. Have you ever entered a public bathroom and it was completely trashed? That’s because someone didn’t have the courtesy to clean up after themselves. I know this is surface level but this kind of thing bleeds over into more serious parts of life. You messy bathroom people, do you ever stop to think about the poor soul who has to clean that restroom? No…you didn’t, next time please do. You may never get a “thank you” but trust me your helping someone.




*Photo by NASA

Love Song Of The Week

At the suggestion of blogging 101 I have decided to start a feature on my blog. A feature is basically a reoccurring posts that are about the same topic. I pondered this for a long time. I figured my feature should be on something that I could talk about at length. Well there’s a few topics I could do that with. One would be the goodness of God, second would be music. I absolutely love music, but who doesn’t right? To be more specific I love lyrics especially the lyrics of love songs. I’m a romantic, can’t help it. Also I’m a writer so I love words. Most of the time if a song is a favorite of mine it’s because the lyrics spoke to me in some way. Either I’ve experienced what the lyrics are saying or it’s just so beautifully expressed that I want to experience it. Hence the love song of the week. I promise I won’t post anything too cheesy, I like raw emotion, love isn’t always pretty. I want to hear about everything from the break up to the make up and all that’s in between.

My first song is probably my favorite song ever. It’s called “Crystal” by Stevie Nicks. I love Stevie, I love her whole hippie vibe and of course her unique voice. I don’t believe there’s anyone who sounds quite like her. I first heard this song about 17 years ago on the soundtrack of the Sandra Bullock movie “Practical Magic.” Good chick flick if you haven’t seen it. I rediscovered the song some years later and I just fell in love with it. The lyrics described a situation I want to be in someday, which is finding love. The song uses a metaphor of water to describe how love has found her at last. She sings next of how she just “knew” that this love was the real thing. This song isn’t well known so it’s almost like she wrote it just for me. So here’s the video for this song. Let Stevie’s voice take you away.

How do you feel about love these days?

This past Christmas I was given a gift by a dear friend. It was a book called “642 things to write about” by the San Francisco Writers Group. And just like the title says there is 642 writing prompts inside. I highly recommend it to the writers out there. A lot of the prompts are very thought provoking. I thought I’d share my response to one of them.

“How do you feel about love these days?”

I assume that the prompt is referring to romantic love. Truthfully my attitude on romantic love is a little somber. Love to me is like a palm tree in a vast desert. And I’m a weary traveler whose been walking the desert for many miles. I see the palm tree in a distance and I think to myself “There’s a chance that the palm tree could actually be real and not a mirage.” But I’m afraid to run towards it for fear that it is just a mirage. In other words I know that love is real a thing but it seems so far off that I wonder if it will ever be a reality for me. My rational brain knows God put this desire in me to be in love and to get married and He always delivers on his promises. But sometimes my irrational heart thinks otherwise.  Sometimes I say to myself “I’m not ready to be married right now so why does it matter? I’m still young, I have plenty of baby bearing years ahead of me.” Yes that’s true but then why do I think about it almost everyday? Perhaps it’s because I have never really been in love. Yes I’ve uttered those 3 words to someone but I did not mean them. I’ve trusted and deeply cared for but never truly loved. It’s everywhere you look, in the movies and on the radio, somebody is either falling in or out of love. I can’t help but be curious about this powerful thing that has such an affect on life.

So how do I feel about love these days? Conflicted, because my head says “Be patient it, will happen”. But my heart says “Hurry up and find me someone to love.” 

Here’s to the heartbreak

Break ups, we’ve all been there right. They’re not pleasant but sometimes they end up serving another purpose. Most times (at least for me) it’s in pain that we are inspired to create. Some paint, some create music, I write. Whether you’d call it poetry or prose, everything in my heart becomes words. So I don’t regret that relationship, it served it’s purpose.  So here it is the poem inspired by the first boy who ever broke my heart, I call it “The End.”

I have shed many tears for you in the lonely moments of the night. I have writhed, sobbed, and bled for you with only God as my audience.

I declare today the end of my struggle. I declare today the end of my pain.

Not one more tear will me leave me if you are behind it. Not one more sleepless night if you are the cause.

My heart is cold to your plight. My body is cold to your touch.

Goodbye to the one who only took from me. Goodbye to the one who never truly cared.

What is life without Faith?

It’s not life. If I have no faith or hope for the future, then I might as well find a nice dark corner in which to keel over and die. What is the point of living if there is no hope for the future? I know life can pull you down in the mud and it feels as if you’re sinking deeper and deeper. But even in the bleakest of moments God is still working on your behalf. I have had times in my life that were pretty gray. I was in pain in my physical body as well as my soul. I could hardly gather the strength to walk. I needed God to move in my life desperately, I cried to Him nearly every night. The only thing that kept me going imagewas my faith that God was going to deliver me. And that this extremely difficult time was for a purpose. I knew God was building me to be a stronger and more faithful person. I had to keep believing that or let the world bring me to my knees. That doesn’t mean that I just sat back and waited for things to change. I made a conscious effort to change my circumstances. And after I did all that I could do in my human power, I let God take care of the rest in His supernatural power. I admit there were moments where I wasn’t 100% positive that God would see me through it. But I remember His word, Psalm 38:2 The Lord says, “I will guide you along the best pathway for your life. I will advise you and watch over you.” God wants us have the best possible lives. Lives full of purpose and promise, not full of depression and bitterness. Jesus did not die on a cross so we could just muddle through life while slowly dying on the inside. Why not put your faith in Him? What is the alternative? The only other option is waiting for death.

Girl, Alternative

Picture it, a high school classroom in 2007, there’s a girl sitting near the back of the class ear buds in her ears and nose deep in a book. Now picture another girl sitting next to the first girl reaching over and pulling out one of her ear buds.

“What are you listening to?” she asks. The ear bud is not even completely in her hear before she pulls it away. With a very shocked and confused look on her face she stares at the girl.

“What is that?” she she says.

She wasn’t expecting the heavy guitar riffs she’d heard coming out the ear bud.

The girl snatches her ear bud back and says.”A rock band I like.”

She continues to stare with that surprised look.  

You might wonder why was she looking at the girl with such surprise? Well the girl listening to the music was black and so was the other girl. Some of you might say so what she’s black and she listens to rock music? Well I’m hear to tell you that blacks listening to rock isn’t really a common thing. I still hear things like “That’s white people music.” or “Do you think your white?” Just because a majority of rock music are white artists doesn’t mean I shouldn’t listen to it. And that doesn’t make it a “white music”music is universal, it’s for everybody. I love all kinds of music, and I do mean all kinds. From country to techno and everything in between. Growing up it seemed I never fit into the box of the typical black female. I wasn’t listening to the music they were listening too, going to see the movies they were seeing, or even dressing like they were. While they were out partying I was in the house watching old black and white movies on TCM. I shared that story to say that society is always going to try to put you into a box. Okay you’re a black female of a certain age that means you should like hip hop and acrylic nails. Or you’re a white male from the south you should be interested in country music and hunting. But we are more than the stereotypes that the world pushes on us. I will never be what the world expects me to be, and I’m okay with that. It took me awhile to get to there, but I can really say I love being me.

Just for fun here is the actual song I was listening to when that girl pulled that ear bud from my ear.

My First Post

So I have a blog. I got this blog completely on accident. The video ministry I’m apart of Light the Fuel started a blog and in order to be a contributor I had to have my own account. So here I am. Truth be told I have bounced around the idea of having a blog in my head for about a year now. I fancy myself a writer and every writer should have a blog right?  But then I thought, what the heck would I write about? I also thought who the heck would read it? I don’t particularly live a super exciting life, I’m a mostly normal girl. I live, I love, I laugh. I’m also a pretty private person, anybody who knows me would say there’s a long process in getting to know me. So how I am I going to have a blog? Bloggers put their lives on display. Some reveal more than others but still they’re thrusting themselves into the public eye. That doesn’t sit well with me. But having a project all my own is exciting. I can control what I post when I post it and how personal I want to get. I can have fun with some photography. There’s a lot of opportunities to get creative. Now all I have to do is accept the idea of letting people in my world. This might be a little tough.

Here’s the link to the Light the Fuel’s Facebook page!



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