Can’t Type at All

There’s a time where 

Your minds flipped 




Hoping for too many different things 

There is a time where 

You just don’t know what to do

There blankness in front of you 



But you just can’t type 


The devils 

Are elusive 

Hiding away 

Visible yet just out of reach 

Just enough for your dedication to die 

I need to type 

I need to write 

Without words 

My mind will die 

Yet they are gone from me 

Vanished into the air 

I wish for them 

But they don’t come 

It isn’t fair

I’m dying 


From a lacking mind 

Does too much of everything 

Cause brain cells to die?

I just need to find them 

Strinng them together 

And my mind will be in order 

Starvation in a writer’s mind 

Is wanting to write without knowing letters 

Thank you all for reading! My brain is not working right now and I was doing everything I could to write a post and nothing was working and out came this poem. Sometimes struggle gives birth to something good from time to time. There is always a silver lining. Let me know your thoughts in the comments!

Till next time!

How I Blog: A Study of Impracticality that Somehow Works Out

I am not the kind of person that easily keeps a schedule. I am not a planner. I am not orginized. My mind is easily distracted, and I am at times, terribly lazy. 

Yet I started The Book Raven and I have kept with it. (Except for a few weeks in November where I was emotionally destroyed by a certain DT) I have somehow gotten myself to write posts every single day in December, and every single day of this month so far, and I am proud and a little confused with myself. 

I am turning into a person of habit, someone who makes it a point to write for this blog every single day. (I never write posts ahead of time, it’s why they always come out at night here in America time, I am a night owl when it comes to writing) The weird thing is, it hasn’t been a difficult thing to keep up with. It’s something I look forward to, something I love and I couldn’t be happier for it. 

There are the days that I feel super tired and I want to go to sleep a bit early, but then a little voice inside me whispers in a wonderfully annoying voice, ‘Tiana…. Tiannnnnaahhh, you have a post to dooooo, no I know you don’t have an idea ready, but you better think of something, no you are not closing your eyes, no you are not going to sleep until you write your post, you started this thing and now you are committed, you hear me!’ Then I will get up, grab my phone, figure out something to write, and write it.

My one semblance of organization is with tags and awards. I have a list on my phone of all the things I have been tagged for with the link to the blog that tagged me, I space the dates out for when I am going to post them, and although I do not write them ahead of time, I make sure that they are all done in a timely fashion. The one other thing that I have saved there are ideas for posts that take time to complete, are related to a holiday, or that need the assistance from other bloggers. Those are a huge help to keep me from improvising posts all the time. 

The one other thing that goes with my daily posts is the banners I always create, because I am a procrastinator, I do those right before I write a post, especially because they help me see what kind of theme/mood I want the post to take on. 

All these blogging quirks of mine are rather impractical, what if I get super busy and don’t have time to blog? What if I go out on a holiday? What if something drastic happens and I end up unprepared? Well, honestly I’m not sure. The thing is, I love blogging this way. It’s something that challenges me. Something that makes me smile and feel more in tune with myself. 

This sort of “improv” blogging is probably the only way I could blog. My life is built upon spontaneity, (even if it makes me come off like an idiot at times), but I kinda like that. There have been so many times that I would write a poem that just flowed before I even knew what I was writing about. This sort of random writing gave birth to some of my favorite posts, for example (Not Really) A Reading Slump that I wrote and published two days ago was birthed without me knowing what I was going to write about, or The Diviners Playlist, and 100% of the poems that are posted on this blog. This post, was a product of me, trying to figure out what I wanted to talk about. 

I know so many people that would be pulling out their hairs before they could stand writing and posting the way I do, but I think that’s the point. We all blog, think, and do things in our own unique and quirky ways and I love that. We all have our own rhythm to how we approach life and if we all beat to the same drum, how could we ever create new songs? 

The small diverse ways we all approach things ripple to where we split apart into our own unique selves, yet we are all here, sharing, creating, and supporting each other’s thoughts in our own intertwining webs on the entanglement that is the Internet. What an amazing world we all live in. 

Thank you all for reading. I hope you enjoyed, let me know in the comments your thoughts, musings, and some of your little quirks (in life, blogging, or otherwise) 

As always…. 

-Till next time!