My Space

My name is Mo Flames…welcome to My Space!!

Hey, hey y’all!

Greetings and salutations!

I’m back in the writing lab letting these thoughts flow.

I know, I know …finally.

It has been a minute since you last heard from me. Oh, I’ve been around. Trust that I attempted to return to my craft sooner, but you know how life does us. Sometimes we have to take mandatory breaks to reinvent ourselves.

Regardless of the obstacles and minor setback after minor setback, I remained committed to my passion. I didn’t stop banging on this keyboard so once again here we are. And can’t go further without thanking a fellow blogger, my soul sister for this reminder:

“People want others to acknowledge they matter.” ~ Mel Hopkins

I’m here for the people because you matter to me.

Now, if you would…allow me to introduce myself.

My name is Mo Flames and welcome to My Space!! (I hope my past blogging friends see what I did here)

 

Photo by Henri Mathieu-Saint-Laurent from Pexels

That’s right!

I’m baaaaaaaack! And if you’ve been rockin’ with me this long you already know what it means.

Pure, unadulterated, raw and taboo topics stemming from this fiery brain.

I’ll be sharing my thoughts while on this journey of doing what I love most – writing scandalous stories and sharing them with the world. You’ll get a behind the scenes feel for what I’m experiencing while conjuring up drama, scandal, mayhem and murder for my readers. 

But I want to hear from those following. What kind of writing do you enjoy most? 

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