It’s raining
The text reflects on the nature of change, symbolized by the rain. While it may seem like the same rain, it’s not. Time has been shifting in subtle ways, and…
The text reflects on the nature of change, symbolized by the rain. While it may seem like the same rain, it’s not. Time has been shifting in subtle ways, and…
Working Women’s Day and I think of Artemis, the Greek Goddess of the Hunt, who coincidentally went hunting with her bow and arrow, which Zeus gave her, but also with…
It will soon be three years since I published Clandestina, an espionage thriller considered one of “The 20 feminist books that you cannot miss” by Marie Claire Magazine, the year…
With the release of “Clandestina”, it is almost impossible for me to have a moment to write calmly, although I always take any unexpected coffee to get pen and notebook,…
“Autumn…the year’s last, loveliest smile.” John Howard Bryant I have started my special countdown to say goodbye to Autumn. It’s something nonsensical I think, what do I do for the…
Let me tell you a little secret: darkness always lurks, it’s useless to ignore it, it’s always there to corral you with its presence. Darkness is a kind of psychopath,…
We love the life that is given to us, even if we hate how we live it other times. And yet, we cry for an eternal life, in the company…
Pain is never surface, always has some purpose, teaches us something, but it also shows us something. The pain is never in vain. Emotional pain hurts more than physical pain. The…