To my fellow authors and writers: I hate to be the one to say it, but I’m going to say it. You HAVE time to write. I have time to write. So what excuse can we give? We have twenty-four hours in a day and one hundred sixty-eight hours...
The calendar says August 3, 2025. We officially have four months and four weeks left until 2026. You’ve been saying you were going to “lock in” since the New Year’s Eve ball dropped… but the only thing dropped is the ball in your life. (Ouch.) Somewhere along...
This decision wasn’t made lightly. When it happened, it was more of a blurted thought—but only in my head. It came in the middle of a move—physically, emotionally, and spiritually. Between packing boxes and closing chapters, I had to ask myself: Am I living for myself—or for everyone...
Don’t just say “a lot.” Even if you stretch your arms out to show me how much— that “a lot” still has limitations. Please, sit with this question and really think deeply. How much are you worth? You already know the price of gold. You know the cost of designer handbags,...
How will you pay your bills? “Let’s keep it realistic…” “What if you don’t sell?” “But Kay…” “Well Kay…” “Let’s just think about it this way…” “Passion is great, but…” “I know a great program—let’s try that first, and we can see about that…” “Why don’t we choose a career that will make...
It feels good to hear your notifications buzzing, huh? The likes. The story reactions. The “I love this!” replies. The “I see you, bro!” or “Go off, sis!” I’m not going to lie to you. Now let’s get into those DMs… They’ve been popping since you posted that content—congratulations by the way!...
Though I’ve written some books and stayed persistent in creating content, I’m only willing to take some of the credit—but not all. Why? Because the ideas didn’t come from me alone. They were gifted to me—by God Himself. So publicly, I want to say this: All glory...