“In my mind there is a beautiful dance of words. They pirouette and play. Every night between the hours of midnight and three, the words come to me and I must write them down. I cherish them, I sit with them, I love them as only a writer would.” –...
Last week I heard the great news that Sookton’s Space was nominated for a Liebster Award, an online award given from blogger to blogger to increase exposure and followers to new blogs. My friend and fellow yogi, Monica Stone over at The Yogi Movement, was kind...
I wrote this article on April 29, 2010. I can’t believe we are still having this conversation in 2014! —— I am a self-proclaimed equalist. I say equalist because I believe it should be a word. Back in college I was introduced to feminism in my first...
It’s not easy being a writer. I think people often romanticize the writing process. Like authors wake up every morning, brush the curtains aside, sit musing with a cup of coffee as the birds sing outside, and then write a book. Like it’s that simple to...
When Daniella Keenan was a little girl, she would help her mother bake cakes. She would measure the flour, butter the pan, and blend the ingredients, as perfectly as her little hands could manage. Her favorite part was glaring into the oven, watching the cakes rise....
She stands alone – poised, wearing a classic dress, a floral shirt, and bronze earrings – on a New York street corner. She has that kind of sincere look in her eyes that cannot be faked. If you talk to her, you will almost always leave feeling happier. Her...
