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Friendship, the True Kind

Friendship, the True Kind

From Carmel, Indiana to Albuquerque, NM, our hearts will forever connect. Friendship, the true kind, isn’t easily found. While I’ve been fortunate enough to have many wonderful friends come in and out of my life over the years, there’s one person in particular who has stood by my side since we played on the teeter… Continue Reading

My Heartbeat

My Heartbeat

There are few places in this world where I come alive as much as I do as when I’m in Ohio. An unlikely place to find such a steady heartbeat of love, friendship, and music. Two bands that have transformed my life in ways they’ll never fully understand ride with me every day in my… Continue Reading

25 Random Things About Me

25 Random Things About Me

When people ask me where the name Woz came from I tell them my parents were hippies and it’s short for Wozinia Snowflake. I have an impressive collection of various Monopoly editions. I’ve not read a lot of the “classics” and, as a writer, I feel guilty about this. I was a Make-A-Wish kid and… Continue Reading

On Why I Haven’t Been Writing (At Least Publicly)

On Why I Haven’t Been Writing (At Least Publicly)

It might seem like I’ve been pretty quiet over the last few months (hell, even the past year) when it comes to my writing. It’s not that I haven’t had anything to say because goodness knows my brain is hopping with ideas 24/7 (yes, even my nighttime hours are active, my dreams are exhausting), it’s… Continue Reading

Tippy Tap Toes

Tippy Tap Toes

Car keys in my left hand and several sleeping pills in my right, I sat in an oversized chair in the brightly lit bedroom that I shared with my husband of four years. Numb, I reached for a glass of room-temperature water that sat on the end table beside me. Meant to wash down the… Continue Reading

The Verbal Vandal

The Verbal Vandal

He was a master of words, yet he kept to himself never letting anyone know the power he possessed in the words he painted so effortlessly. So vividly. No one except for her. She was his favorite canvas. When emotions heightened and his temper flared, he did his best creations. Stripping her down to her… Continue Reading

Someone, Somewhere

Someone, Somewhere

Deep in sleep, newborn cries awaken me from a foggy dream. Not yet a mama for two weeks time, my babe is hungry and we are falling into a routine. A choppy one, but a routine nonetheless. The rest of the house is quiet as my son and I cozy up on the couch for… Continue Reading

Why I’m Giving Up On Being Published

Why I’m Giving Up On Being Published

When I was five, I wrote my first poem about the wonders of bubblegum. It was silly, it was sassy, and it was my gateway into the world of the written word. Over the years, I continued to pen poems and create characters for fun. This became part of who I was and I never… Continue Reading

It’s All About Growing

It’s All About Growing

So I have this blog. And I have this blog, too. I started both with the best of intentions and planned to keep them updated regularly with juicy details of all things life. This blog was started nearly 3 years ago…at a time in my life when things were particularly hard for me and I… Continue Reading

The Story About How I Have No Story

As an avid reader of books on writing, I’ve discovered that a key ingredient to becoming a writer is being able to tell the story of when you knew you were a writer. You know, that perfect moment when the clouds separated and down from the heavens came a gold writing pen that landed in… Continue Reading

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