I've finally hit another writing breakthrough. I've learned a lot the last few years about not pushing something when I'm not feeling it. Waiting for the feeling comes with many moments of questioning myself and a plethora of negative thoughts. I'm here... I think. Am I just being lazy? I'm probably being lazy. Am I … Continue reading Creative Writing to Come.
Read part 1. The Cover. My idea was to portray a carefree young black girl. Cheeno did a cool job. My eyes are closed to imply unabashed innocence. My mouth is open and all but shouting into the world "wah gwaan?", which is written on my tongue in the picture and means "what's up?" or … Continue reading About “Jamaican Accent” (2/2)
The Idea. I was experiencing the well dubbed writer's block. I knew why, but I didn't understand why I couldn't push through. Suddenly I had a lot of free time and it was picking apart my confidence not knowing. My partner Cheeno suggested isolating myself by getting off all social mediums. My outlet options were … Continue reading About “Jamaican Accent” (1/2)
Almost two months later, here I am typing from my laptop again. I’ve had three laptops before this one in my life. None of them were new and none of them gave me problems except the first two were big and bulky, and one of them got very, very hot easily. According to the Razer … Continue reading Computer Fixed. “Jamaican Accent” Update.
RUMBLINGS is Nadia Rumbolt's freshman poetry book collection of 44 poems loosely organized into themes exploring the deeper parts of the mind, self in society, love, inner madness, and self work. "RUMBLINGS" is available now in eBook (PDF) format! It was first released October 2014 and was newly revised and released December 26, 2018. If you’re … Continue reading “Rumblings” Poetry eBook Available!
haunted a poltergeist lives in the attic of my head feels feelings numbed presently are entranced in the past time the past always leaves the present never stays the future always comes
Judge & Jury You become what you judge people for being To stay humble, see yourself in everyone especially the people you judge Live We live backwards, Trails of disappointments Following us ominously. Let's live forwards, Trails of possibilities Ahead of us auspiciously. Acceptance Acceptance from others usually comes at the price of not accepting … Continue reading Petite Poems of 3
The purpose of this blog, dearest self, is for you to fill it up with your unemcumbered thoughts. Instead we've managed a plataeu, a stalemate. Aren't you supposedly writebrained? Where is the writing?! Oh, I see. You've found yourself veggie bacon wrapped up in another excuse, another reason preventing you from making time. You've embarked … Continue reading Write On, Self. Right On.
I never thought much about money before the age of 13. I never felt poor, but I didn't feel I could have everything I wanted. I had enough to feel grateful. Whatever money I'd acquire, I'd save for my birthday. My brother and I have birthdays 10 days a part. I'd save for my party … Continue reading American Money Dreams
I'm out of words to say. No. What I mean is I feel everything needing to be said has already been given life through the sound of feeling and thought. Does that mean I stay quiet? Sometimes I'm too frustrated to sing the chorus again. Everyone knows the chorus. The bridge. The opening line sometimes … Continue reading Resonance