Book launch!

So Excited to be a part of this awesome anthology.

Writer's Block

MOFK COVER front finalI’m very excited to announce the launch of our new Anthology about honest motherhood – The Milk of Female Kindness!

It’s out now on Amazon and Createspace, with The Book Depository to follow.

Terrifically proud of the 28 women from all around the world who have shared their thoughts, creativity and time to make this book. It’s wonderfully diverse, with artwork, poetry, short fiction, essays and interviews, from women at all stages of motherhood. Many are established writers and artists: others are new to the world of publishing. Some of them have been featured in Writer’s Block already, and more are to come.

So – if you are a mother, know someone who is, or have a mother (and let’s face it, most of us have at some point ;)), then this book will touch you, challenge you, confront you, and best of all, make you rethink the role…

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We have the power to be nice

I am a grocery store tabloid gossip junkie. I never purchase but I always browse. My guilty pleasure lies in celebrity gossip. I feel such a strong disconnect from the ‘celebrity world’, that I seem to feel no remorse for reading ‘smut’ about the patrons of the entertainment industry. Today I was stopped. Today I was sad for our world and the way we treat each other. 


The title read “Stars report cards: Best and worst moms”…Really??

I am not even going to grace these pages with the rating system and grades of each of these moms. Because simply put, it is garbage and not even worth reading. 

Regardless of her status in the world (celebrities included) most of us are trying to do doing our best. We are attempting to understand and accomplish this ‘parenting thing’. None of us really know what we are doing. We are going off instinct and common sense. Most of us ‘mama’s’ are navigating a terrain unfamiliar, hoping we can find a path that leads to the least amount of tumbles. We are working hard, balancing lives and babies, hoping to come out unscathed. We are praying we are doing OK, hoping our kids turn out OK and wondering if we will make it through this journey. With all of that, do the mothers of the world really deserve to be judged and grading on our performance? 

Mothers of the world, Lets stop this idiocracy! We are the ones giving in to this false sense of ‘what a mother should be doing’. We are the ones buying these tabloids. We are the ones creating the epidemic of ‘competitive mothering’. We are the ones fueling this fire. This behavior is breaking down the souls of our mothers and building walls instead of bridges. We need each other. We need to be a universal team. We need to work hard to create a sense of love and support among our mothers, not resentment and fear of failure. 

“When my friends began to have babies and I came to comprehend the heroic labor it takes to keep one alive, the constant exhausting tending of a being who can do nothing and demands everything, I realized that my mother had done all of these things for me before I remembered. I was fed; I was washed; I was clothed; I was taught to speak and given a thousand other things, over and over again, hourly, daily, for years. She gave me everything before she gave me nothing.” 

Rebecca Solnit (The Faraway Nearby)

As mothers we are required to give as much as we can to our little ones. This can be a hard, exhausting, overwhelming and life altering experience. Lets be there with a hug, a gentle soul and a open heart for our fellow warriors. 

Much love, 


Breaking walls and rocking out

I always said I was not a ‘gym’ person. I always said I hated working out in a conventional ‘gym, that I would much rather be outside enjoying the beauty of nature while getting a good work out. I always said I would prefer a yoga class to a working out with weights or running on a treadmill. 

I was wrong. 

I still enjoy a great yoga class, a beautiful walk outside or a run at the park but I am starting to realize that a gym session in the early morning is exactly what I need. I don’t go for long, 45 minutes at the most. That is all I have to work with. I squeeze it in before Court goes to work. I put my head phones on and escape into a work of workout tunes and push myself. I look forward to the florescent light infused rock out session. It is exactly what I need lately. A place to get out the excessive energy, the pent up frustrations of the previous day. 

5 am. Awake and ready.

Bright Lights, 

Loud Music,

feeling powerful and energetic,

Ready to do anything, 

I am no scared; I was born to do this. 

Ready and willing to trample through the potential war zone of my day. 

knowing my mind and body are ready for the battle. 

Preparing my spirit with the knowledge that I am enough. 

Just me. 

Only I can do my job the way it is suppose to be.

Only I can break the walls and rock my life.  

Retreating to the gym in my early mornings has allowed me to see that I am enough. I am exactly who I am suppose to be. I just need to use the tools provided to me to allow myself to flourish into the best possible me.

You are confined only by the walls you build  


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Much love,