Without diversity I would not have the friends I’ve been blessed with. Without diversity I would not have my son. Without diversity I would not have my niece. Without diversity I would not have had the extended family that helped me raise my children. Without diversity, I wouldn’t know how to make tamales – food is very important. I weave the friendships I have into my stories because I don’t know any different.  We are a mixture off different worlds that must be celebrated.

I’m going to write. I’m going to write. Do I blog? Do I tweet? Do I let FB suck me in. Or do I look at the pictures my kids post from college. What I should do is send out queries for my finished manuscript and edit the other in progress. That is too frightening. So instead, I start a blog. A random blog that I will post my work, because this way I may get over my fears.  And learn how to blog. Maybe I’ll just go feed the dogs. Or sleep. Sleep is always good.