At a fabric shop in town, Genevieve Batiste looked around sparingly as she tried to find the fabrics she wanted for a much lower price. Her search seemed hopeless. Holding on to the pendant she wore, she kissed at it for better luck. “Afternoon, Genny.” Stopping just as she was about to walk down the…
Reminiscing On Days Gone By (by Cortney Joseph)
The following is a continuation of A Family, Broken. Enjoy! ______ December 1988 : Sitting on the back deck her husband had built with his own hands, in his favorite chair, Norma Dunn sighed deeply as memories of their life together replayed in her mind. A gentle breeze flowed around her, blowing strands of her…
After The Show (an FG Snippet) by Cortney Joseph
She's back! & With a short story/snippet to boot. I just wanted to make a quick note before I share the following short. Yesterday marked the FOUR year anniversary of MyPenWritesNice and I can't thank those of you who have been here since then, are still here, and have just joined for coming along with…
Project Announcement.
So, as mentioned before, I am participating in NaNoWriMo2020. My great attempt at getting back into my writing and pushing myself back into pursuing my dreams. Naturally, I began my planning with the idea that some great idea and topic would come to be. However, the only thing that seems to interest me at the…
“Wishing” (Audio) by Cortney Joseph
A few years ago, in an attempt to get over the great dislike I have for my own voice (I still hate my voice because it's too manly for my liking), and before making numerous attempts to get over my camera shyness by jumping on camera; I began doing voice recordings of my poetry. It…
“Darkness” by Cortney Joseph
lying in the dark, at hours past midnight i feel lost, alone. afraid. try as I might, i can't stop myself from falling prey, trapped with the demons. they're in my head. overwhelming worries, they overpower my faith, and I stumble as tears blind me, as strength evades, chaos ensues.
Black Publishing Power
Saw this very interesting post on instagram, and I loved it. While there is always a great time to support Black art and artists, now is one of the best times to do so. And while I am late with the discovery of the post, its never to late to share that I am a…
“Untitled : 6/13/2020” by Cortney Joseph
I think of you, dream of you, wonder where you are right now. I turn in circles, looking for you at every corner, wonder when will be the moment you walk in. I miss you, and I need you, hoping that I cross your mind as each day passes. I dream of…
Starting Over (Revamp/Intro) by Cortney Joseph
They say when God closes one door, he has another opened and waiting for you. A new life, fresh start with the fruits of everything you labored so hard for. He must have forgotten me and mine, skimmed and glossed over my life and it's work. Handed down the scraps of a barely there existence…
It’s A Tired-Ass Life (The Morning After Intro 2) by Cortney Joseph
"All she knew was GIMME, like I was made of money or some shit. Like she ain't choose this, like she ain't know it was nothing I came with. Some dreams require a lot more than money, and what I needed... her ass ain't have a drop of it." - Tyree N. Robinson High pitched shrills…
