Thank You for Following!

Written Word vs. Speaking

Writing is my preferred method of communication, giving me time to think before I speak. Today I write to 37 other bloggers following me. I have tried to interact with each of you on some level, yet there are a few I can’t reach for varied reasons.

I Heart Books, Reading, Writers and Writing

2021. I resolved to deactivate a Twitter account with 3500+ followers; starting again from scratch. I haven’t tweeted much on my new profile, and the same is true for Facebook. This blog is my choice to stay “socially connected”, and I haven’t been consistent, but real world events are happening in real time that keep me busy. Yes, I will write about them, but for today, I just want to thank all 36 of you.

Success. Rejection. I’m here to prove I can succeed even when my words are rejected.

We all have our unique niche and I’m happy to be writing. Writing can be our escape, our sanity saver, a dream and/or a nightmare. Creating worlds with words. I love it.

Pay Attention to Signs

There is only One Way to succeed…Do not give up on your dream. Stop trash talking yourself, your talent. All Way sign? You can take yourself anywhere in writing. Have words and get ready for a wild and glorious ride with imagination your guide. ♥️✍

I Come From Around Here

Khawaga Kid

“So, where are you from?” I’m evasive, illusive, when I answer this question. “I come from around here.”

I have chosen my hometown; they just don’t know it yet. So many to choose from and some tug away at my heartstrings.

Foreign places, cozy spaces, juicy peaches, silent beaches. Falling leaves or Evergreen. I come from around here…Khawaga Kid

Hello Sun, Goodbye Moon

January photos delayed posting due to illness. (Not Covid) Back out and feeling well.

Passing the baton

Eternal relay

I cannot say

Which to bet on

Each glorious

In an opposite way

Victorious

Rising and setting

Sun and moon

Both make me swoon

Two loves, no wedding

Quotes to Write By

Busy bee, that’s me…writing
Khawaga Kid found her voice to use in The Family Court Case from Hell
Today I am better than I was yesterday, but not as good as I will be tomorrow.

Soon it will end after decades. The Family Court Case from Hell. 1984 thru 2021. Mama and me? We vow to ourselves and one another that this is the final court battle. We will be free of Kabtn Khawaga, ex-husband and ex-father.

I am his daughter, Khawaga Kid; Write Fighter. I chronicle the days of our lives and the poison of his lies. Out of alibis, caught by the world wide web.

Furbabies. My Warm Fuzzies.

A few members of Khawaga Kid’s emotional support group. 🐾♥️ Big Red Fuzzy is our girl Bossey. The affectionate hugger is Bud Boudreaux from Bay St. Louis, MS. Stripe Eddy is my taskmaster and talker. I ask him, “Stripe, when do you want treats?” He answers with, “Right meow.” 😺

Meet part of my Furbaby Family. These three usually join me for early morning My Daily Med and first words of the day.

Khawaga Kid and Kabtn Khawaga. Kabtn Khawaga is my father. I am his Khawaga Kid. My mother is his First Mate V. I am writing a memoir called The Family Court Case from Hell.

I changed the name of my 10th anniversary “card” to hubby. It’s called Howdy Neighbor. Arrowhead Season is a chapter and also a poem.

Sister of Khawaga Kid. Her name in my writing is Talathy Opal. My name is Alexandria Pearl. Our Father of Lies is Rico Mack–Kingpin of the Coastal Cartel. Our mother is his First Mate V. We are the family my truth as fiction writing called

THE FAMILY COURT CASE from HELL