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Happy New Year!!!! I pray that this year is one that you continue to grow, heal, learn to trust God, have God’s peace that surpasses all understanding, and that you have joy for the joy of the Lord is your strength. And that you are healthy, laugh a lot, and live life as well as live meaningfully.
Alrighty then, in celebration of a new year and with much reflection brought upon this time, here are my 12 favorite posts I have written since the start of my WordPress and public writing/author journey.
No specific order here:
I wrote this post in relative to the release of my second book. I explored what it meant to walk in your own shoes. What it meant and what it meant for me. I remembered setting my heels out for a photoshoot for the book cover. The process for this book was fun and a great time of reflection.
2. Go To War
I love this post also. I love when God download or shall I say uploads a word to my spirit for myself as well others. It more so feels like a word for me that I get so excited about and sometimes nervous about sharing with others. Sometimes, if you are like me, confrontation and fighting scares you but there is a spiritual warfare that we as Christians cannot ignore. And God wants to teach us how to fight and how to strengthen our faith while doing so.
This is my favorite poem. I wrote this for a church service/event. Much prayer and seeking God led me to the book of Job and reflecting upon my own experience. Subsequently, this poem was birthed. Thank You, Jesus!
I wrote this post after watching an episode or entire series of Raising Dion with the youngin’. We enjoyed this series. And as usual when I watch some things I found a lesson or two that spoke to my heart. I feel like God uploaded another one to my spirit.
5. The Enemy’s Trick (Lesson’s From The Walking Dead
The Walking Dead is my favorite tv show. And I wrote this post after watching one of the episodes (I forgot the season, it may have been 9). Anyways, once again the lightbulb went on and I got another word.
6. Tannika’s Writing Vault: Sunday School Blues
I started a new series last year I believe or the year before: Tannika’s Writing Vault. This post featured a skit I wrote for church that never made it to production or event. Yet, I had so much fun writing it and preparing for it.
7. Guard Your Heart Like An Athlete Guarding A Football
This is another favorite as I visited what it looked like for me as a Christian and subsequently someone else to guard their hearts. As a believer and follower of Christ Jesus, I am to guard my heart and do so intentionally, even when my flesh says otherwise.
This is one of my all time favorite posts. I wrote it for another blog titled EmpowerMoments. My time with EmpowerMoments brought a lot out of me as a writer and editor, and I am forever grateful. This post, whew, I knew it had to be another upload to my spirit from God partly because of the transparency and the grace to write it and upload it. And I love how He used a scene from a movie I enjoy watching to express a message to me that was needed.
This post is simply that, introducing my latest book, titled Bring It To The Surface: Poetry & Journal. I love my growth as a self published author. And this book, I believe showcases my growth as an author, poet, and writer. I also was so excited to bring forth something a little different than what I had done previously with my poetry books. A Journal for self reflection. A guide to self reflect and begin a journey of healing. One that allows God to bring some things or all of them to the surface but one day/step at a time.
I wrote this post because the I Am Free promo photoshoot for my first book or post for it resurfaced and it got me to reflecting on my life and struggles with anxiety and fear at the time. I felt like I either was lying or had fallen backwards since I wasn’t feeling free. So hence, the post “Was I Really Free?” came about.
11. My DIY Project
I desired to change my bathroom for awhile and finally did so. I documented the journey and thought it would be different and fun to post. I had fun painting the bathroom walls, not so much the ceiling. And I enjoyed redecorating the bathroom.
I don’t really like being on camera. I am a behind the scenes, shy one. However, I thought I would step out of my comfort zone as I thought of fun videos to do for Christmas, especially since I was in the Christmas spirit. This is what came to mind. I had fun doing the video and definitely watched my most favorite one the next evening.
So there you go! I love many more posts and I also enjoy my writing tips series and the interviews I did showcasing awesome writers/authors and much more; nevertheless, these are my favorite 12 posts for now.
Thought I start a new series where I introduce you to some of my past material I’ve written. I have written skits for special events at church and I have also written short stories, some of which are half-done. Did I tell you, I once created my own entertainment magazine in high school! But I won’t be sharing my little paper bootleg magazine . Anyway, welcome to Tannika’s Writing Vault and enjoy!
First thing up is a skit I was asked to write that was to be performed for Sunday school promotion. We were studying the book Think Differently at the time so I hope you catch the reference. Ok, here it is and originally written July 2018:
Skit for Church: Sunday School Blues
The alarm clock blasts its sirens of wake up. Both parents sleepily arise at the sound at the same time.
Mom: (Mom glances at the alarm clock only to discover that that is the second alarm,
the one she sets for them to be getting ready to LEAVE for Sunday School. She rushes out of the bed.)
We’re late again!
(Mom goes to son’s room and she calls his name several times. He finally wakes up after a nudge.)
Mom: Get up and lay out your clothes for church.
Son: Oh mom, why we gotta go anyway. (He puts his pillow over his head.)
Mom: Just get ready.
Son: (Doesn’t get up until mom exits the room, then starts looking for clothes.)
(Dad is in the bedroom still and intensely watching news on the ball game via tablet that is to come on later.
Mom goes to the kitchen to prepare food.)
Mom: (In the kitchen starting to cook bacon. She leaves the kitchen and goes to her and her husband’s bedroom to go and prepare for church.)
Mom: (Enters bedroom.) You’re watching the game?
Dad: No, the news on Lebron. Game come on later.
Mom: Can you finish watching the bacon babe? I am about to get ready.
(The husband goes to the kitchen, still watching the news.)
(She starts fixing her hair after picking out her clothes. The smoke detector goes off.
She rushes into the kitchen. The son rushes into the kitchen at the same time as mom)
Mom: I thought you were watching the bacon!
Son: (He is in his pajamas still, carrying his phone, and wearing a smirk on his face.) Ooh Daddy, you gone get it!
Mom: You’re not dressed! And didn’t I tell you no phone on Sundays.
Son: I couldn’t find any clothes. And mom, um, you’re not dressed either.
Mom: Boy, don’t get popped!
The family defeatedly sits down in the kitchen chairs one at a time.
Son: (Gets a text about Sunday School.) Matthew says they had snacks, a Goliath obstacle course, prizes for Sunday School. Man, y’all made me miss Sunday School!
Mom: (Side eyes child.) We made you miss it. Baby bye, Mr. I can’t get out of bed and find my clean clothes.
And why we got to go anyway. (She says mockingly.)
Dad: We had a long week anyway. Surely, God understands.
Mom: Understands that we made it to work every day this week on time but today we decided to throw the whole Sunday away. And how did you let the bacon burn?
Dad: If the pastor preaches like you nag, I rather stay home and just netflix and chill.
Mom: We can’t keep missing Sunday School. I hear they are starting a new series titled Think Differently.
Plus I hear Sister Seeyall is teaching.
Dad: You don’t even like Sister Seeyall (dryly, and still looking at the news) And I do not want to miss that news on Lebron 2-3.
Mom: Who told you that?
Mom: Anyway, what’s more important: Lebron 2-3 or Luke 2-3
Dad: How long it took you to do your hair? (Dad says changing the subject.) What time is it? We can still make it.
Mom: I’m not walking in the doors this late.
Dad: Oh, you don’t want to be fashionably late?
Mom: (Rolls eyes. Looks to son.) Go get ready to eat.
Son: I ain’t eating that burnt bacon.
Mom: Get you some cereal. And say your prayers.
Son: Please, God, help my family to get up on time, help Dad not burn the bacon, help Mom be already ready when she get up, help me to not miss snacks, games, and prizes, I mean Sunday school. And help Dad read Luke 2-3 and not just Lebron 2-3 so mom won’t nag like the preacher. Amen.
(The parents look at the son at the same time, side eyeish.)
Written by Tannika Moore
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I am so excited about this next Q&A with new author, Deandrea Moore. She has always been a great writer and now she is an author. Her new book, I’ll Take Wine With That is available on Amazon right now and a must have. Go grab you a glass of wine or water, and come enjoy this Q&A with me and Deandrea.
Tannika: Hello Deandrea, how are you?
Deandrea: Hello, I’m doing fine, considering everything that’s going on in the world. Although things are crazy right now, I feel that I needed this time. I’ve definitely used it to my advantage.
Tannika: You just recently wrote and published your first book, I’ll Take Wine With That. Can you tell me about the process? What did you learn? What was challenging? And what were the fun parts?
Deandrea: Yes, I just recently published my first book and it was a process that started in September last year. I learned a lot about myself and gained confidence in my writing again, which was probably one of the most challenging parts. Coming up with the idea for the book, the table of contents and the poems themselves were the fun parts. Coming up with the table of contents felt like coming up with a track list for a CD, but I wanted to do that first to catch the vibe of the book I was going for. Although coming up with the poems was fun, it was also challenging. In some of the poems, I had to really allow myself to be vulnerable in my writing, which is a bit difficult for me. I also learned that there are so many different styles to writing and poetry.
Tannika: I find elements of vulnerability, femininity, transparency, courage and self-reflection. But I want to know what is the theme of your poetry book?
Deandrea: The theme of my book would definitely be self-reflection, but broken into different sections. I have a couple poems about love, intimacy, the other side of love, and seasons in life, and making progress.
Tannika: What is the other side of love?
Deandrea: The other side of love is just the parts we don’t want to have to deal with or what happens after love is over. That’s why the different poems in that section are about jealousy, wanting to go back (tempting), and heartbreak.
Tannika: Why did you name your book, I Will Take Wine With That?
Deandrea: I named my book I’ll Take Wine With That because I use to drink wine as a coping method when I was going through things. I started going to counseling and I now use it in a responsible way. I also had a glass during writing several of these poems. I love wine as well.
Tannika: What is your favorite wine? I love the cranberry wine from Cooper’s Hawk.
Deandrea: My favorite wine, if I’m going for something cheap and good, would be Oak Leaf’s White Zinfandel. If I’m going for something really sweet, then it would be Stella Rosa Peach or Carlos Rossi’s Sweet Red.
Tannika: You talked about being depressed and coping? Why is it important to have these discussions about mental health in the Black community?
Deandrea: Yes, I was depressed and using wine to cope. We need to start having these mental health conversations in the black community because we’re not immune to mental health issues. We think that we can handle things on our own or they’ll just go away, but they must be dealt with. When we don’t deal with things we pass them down or we lose lives. Also, when we make sure our minds are healthy, then we can progress.
Tannika: You have beautiful poems and are a great writer! How has writing also helped you?
Deandrea: Writing has helped me to release some feelings I had inside. It has also helped me to gain confidence, not just in writing but in myself. Lastly, writing has helped me to be a little more open and vulnerable with others, but still protective of myself.
Tannika: One of your poems is titled Self-Love Story? What advice would you give young ladies to develop self-love and genuine confidence?
Deandrea: Yes, Self-Love Story is one of my favorite poems because this year is dedicated to that and getting back my self confidence. Advice I would give to young ladies would be to always make sure your cup is the first one you pour into, because if your cup is empty then you’ll find yourself drained trying to pour into others. I would also say to be selfless, but selfish with your time, energy, etc. Also, take time to find yourself and do the things that make you happy. Take time to practice self-care and not just face masks and pedicures, but mental self-care, making sure you’re working to become the best version of yourself. Don’t compromise your happiness for anyone or any relationship.
Tannika: Ok fun question. What is one fun fact your readers may not know about you and one fun thing you have been doing to cope with the quarantine and provide yourself with self-care?
Deandrea: Something my readers may not know about me is that I want to practice makeup on the side. Something fun I’ve been doing during quarantine to cope is learning how to do more hairstyles on myself, give myself pedicures and practice makeup.
For more information on writer and author, Deandrea Moore, and to order I’ll Take Wine With That, visit https://winenwords.com/.
Even with the grandeur of a beautiful landscape, winter can be daunting
Cold weather and possible blizzards are haunting
We await this season where things seem to halt in growth or decline in activity
Due to the strains of the weather and much passivity
Winter breaks and days off
Especially when life has you worn out
The mind and body needs curing
But all seasons are a part of our lives
They come and they go
Winter can be dreary
When the cool winds blow
It requires much wait and a little more press
Don’t forget the Sun seems to not shine its best
But during this season God can still bless
And although winter ushers in either fast or slow
There are lessons to learn
Knowledge to know
Opportunities to grow
And some moments to yield to
And to be still through
And know that He is God
The Great I Am
Faithful and true
To the bush and the ram
He is able to lead me and you
Winter seasons don’t have to bring blisters
Or give you frostbite
If you, through even the cloudiest of days,
Fix your sight
Upon Jesus Christ
Don’t get caught up in the decorations and traditions
And miss the moment to listen
Don’t procrastinate in preparing for the cold
And don’t abandon the process
As things disappear
Only to make things crystal clear
And make room for growth
God made the spring and the winter
Appreciate them both
For after wintery transitions and seasons to abound
New flowers and fruit will break free from the ground
New life and new lessons and all for the glory of a wise God
and a reigning King
Trust Him through the winter
And welcome the joy, hope, endurance, perseverance and character it brings
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Tannika Moore is a writer, a poet, an editor, and an educator. She is a firm believer that there are two things people can’t take from you, and that is your education and faith, which are major focuses in her career and life. She has a Bachelor’s of Arts in English: Professional & Technical Writing. Her favorite genre of writing is poetry and she has self-published two poetry books titled Setting The Captive Free and Wearing Someone Else’s Shoes Ain’t Never Been Me. Tannika has edited various works from research papers to web content.
Writing is such an great avenue to take to express one self as well as to find some understanding about some things. On some Wednesdays, we will have Wednesday Scriptue-Led Writing Prompts. What a great way to meditate on God’s Word, pray, and journal!
Based from these scriptures, write in your journal what is on or comes to your heart.
As for me, I look to the Lord for help. I wait confidently for God to save me, and my God will certainly hear me. Micah 7:7 NLT
As the sirens echo through my ears
And broadcast my fears
As my soul cries tears
I train my heart to turn to the One
Who is near
I look to the Lord for deliverance and care
I look to the One who fills me
When I am bare
Who loves me unfailingly and pursues me with mercy
I wait with confidence
On my God who saves
I pray with expectation
Faithfulness is the Ancient of Days
Welcome to my new series where I will be free writing and writing flash fiction to have fun, to regain my discipline as a frequent writer, and to stretch and strengthen my writing skills.
This is an old story I originally wrote during college, years ago, for my creative writing class. It is a fictitious, urban story that came from I don’t remember, but it was fun to write. Editing and few changes were made prior to publishing here.
Jackey and The Stranger at The Bus Stop Pt 4
“My name is Kenneth,” said the stranger as he walked onto the blue and grey bus just as the driver opened the doors. Jackey looked both ways. Desmond’s car was nowhere in sight. So she decided to get on the bus before it took off. Jackey sat at the front of the bus. Kenneth sat across from her.
“What’s up with your ride?” he asked. “You are too pretty to be stood up.”
“You ask so many questions.” Jackey shook her head and laughed.
“Would I freak you out if I ask for your number?”
“Let me give you mine then. Trust me, I’m no freak, just a fool for letting my supervisor talk me into getting this shift.”
“See I’m making you laugh.”
It had been a week after Jackey had been stood up. She would not talk to Desmond. Jackey ignored his calls and instead she would call Kenneth. Maybe it was because she and Desmond had become just as much as strangers as her and Kenneth was.
Maybe it was because Kenneth made her laugh or because he was different from Desmond, from his looks to personality. Kenneth worked a steady job at a shipping company and didn’t seem to have a problem with it except for sometimes working late at night to the early morning. He wasn’t a thug. He was more open and they would talk for hours on the phone. He had plans, not just goals. He had plans to save enough money to take criminal justice classes at a local college. But so he said.
Although Jackey liked Kenneth, she still thought about Desmond. A month went by and they hadn’t talked. Desmond had stopped calling after awhile. Jackey was busy with voice and dance practice, classes, and styling hair. She and Kenneth only went out once for pizza. They talked on the phone but not as often as they did after they first met, and sometimes Jackey would ride the bus with him.
One night after cleaning and locking up the salon, Jackey turned down rides from Sandra and Brian. She walked outside to the bus stop at 9:50. Kenneth was not there standing under the dim light. She glanced down the street. The streets were quiet. Pieces of paper were flying back and forth in the Chicago winds. The salon was closed, locked and dark. The store was open but there seemed to be no life near it except for Jackey and the clerk tucked away behind the counter inside the old store. Jackey turned back around facing the streets and flipped open her phone. It read 9:55.
Maybe he’s running late again, she thought.
She heard the old convenient store’s door creak and shut. She saw a shadow appear upon the ground next to her. She turned her head around to see a silhouette of a man in a black leather jacket.
The stranger stepped forward.
To her dismay, Desmond stepped from out of the dim light with both hands in his pants pockets just looking. His head was cocked to the side. His eyebrows raised and his eyes were sharp and penetrating.
“Is that his name?” asked Desmond. He reached into his coat. Startled by Desmond, Jackey looked worried. Desmond was quiet. Jackey took a step backward. Desmond pulled out his cell phone that was vibrating. He looked up at Jackey’s face and scrunched up his eyebrows. “You thought I was gone hurt chu. I just wanted to talk to you. You weren’t answering my calls. I heard you were talking to this other guy. I even saw you out with him at the pizza place.”
Bright lights slowly covered Desmond and Jackey as the bus came rolling and rocking down the street. “Hold that bus,” shouted a man running down the street towards Jackey, Desmond and the bus. It was Kenneth and he noticed Jackey. She stood in shock as he approached her and Desmond.
The bus stopped right in front of them. Kenneth made it to the bus. He stopped alongside Jackey but she said nothing. She was embarrassed for some reason. Desmond watched both with his head still cocked to the side, his cell phone in his hand. He and Kenneth wore the same black leather jacket. Kenneth walked onto the bus, paid his fare, and took a window seat in the rear of the bus. His eyes locked into Desmond’s eyes as the bus took off. Jackey turned and watched the bus go down the street.
She was going to tell Kenneth that she wanted him and her to just be friends.
“Why didn’t you get on the bus with him?” asked Desmond.
“I didn’t want to. Tonight I was gone tell him we should just be friends anyway.”
“And us?” asked Desmond.
“Are you ready to talk? asked Jackey.
“You’re the one who been ignoring my phone calls. Are you?”
“Can I take you home then?” Jackey looked him up and down. He smiled that same smile that softened his rough features. “Yeah,” she said almost in a whisper. How come you didn’t pick me up that night?” she asked curiously.
“Honestly,” he said. I went into the house round ten to grab my hat and some music I had been working on. I wanted you to hear it. Someone broke into my apartment. They took everything even my music equipment. I was so damn mad that me and Chris were driving round trying to find my stuff and who took it. Then we got pulled over by the po pos who were looking for who robbed the currency exchange. I told them I’m looking for the people who took my stuff. And if it was those same ones, they better find them first.”
“Man, I’m sorry Dez,” said Jackey.
“I’ve been thinking about what you said about my brother and those promises I made.” Desmond said as if those very promises had just rushed back to his mind. She put her left arm around his back and her hand on his chest. He put his arm around her waist and his hand on her hip. She leaned in closer. She knew she had to apologize to Kenneth, but right now she wanted to make things right with Desmond.
Hope you have enjoyed Jackey and The Stranger at The Bus Stop
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