Showing posts with label Jeanine DeHoney. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jeanine DeHoney. Show all posts

Interview with Jeanine DeHoney, Runner Up in the WOW! Spring 2025 Flash Fiction Contest

Tuesday, October 28, 2025

 


Jeanine DeHoney's writing has been published in Essence Magazine, Empowerment For Women, Tea Magazine, Mused Bella Online, Mutha Magazine, Literary Mama, Mothering.com, Please See me Literary Magazine, Jerry Jazz Magazine, Brain Child Magazine, Scary Mama, Devozine, Rigorous Literary Magazine, Soul In Space Literary Magazine, The Write Place at The Write Time, The Dirty Spoon Radio Hour and Journal, Gemini Literary Magazine (she won an honorable mention in their 2025 poetry contest), Lemonwood Quarterly Review, Five Minutes Literary Review, Sisters AARP, Mahogany Blog, Australia's The School Magazine, MER, among others. Her writing has won or been shortlisted in several literary contests including The Colorism Healing Contest and Australia's Voices of Women Embellishment Contest and The Substack One Room One Hour. She is also an essayist in several anthologies including the Chicken Soup For The Soul series, Zora's Den, Black Lawrence Press, Black Freighter Press and BLF Press. Jeanine was a 2022 Honor winner of Sleeping Bear Press Own Voices Own Stories competition and her picture book manuscript was acquired for publication. Her picture book, This Sunday My Daddy Came To Church, was published on August 1, 2025. A Mom, grandmother and great grandmother, she lives in Pennsylvania with her best friend; her husband Sam. 

 ----------Interview by Renee Roberson 

WOW: “The Stew Pot” is a powerful story of the connection and unspoken bonds between mothers and their children. How did you first get the idea to write on this topic, and how did the story evolve throughout the drafts? 

Jeanine: I had this idea a few years ago. It was first published in an anthology and I made a few changes when I submitted it to WOW’s Spring 2025 Flash Fiction contest. The topic came about because so much of our lives from the time we are children revolves around food, and the cooking and eating and gathering around meals. Often, we can close our eyes and envision the memories associated with those meals; the aromas that permeated throughout the kitchen and entire house, the conversations had, or even the silence that hung uneasily in the room, the print on our kitchen curtains and how the light streamed through and landed on our hands or legs while we sat at the kitchen table, and so much more. We can remember how not only our bellies were full if we were lucky enough not to have food insecurity, but how our soul was full, how our emotional hunger was satisfied or not. Food offers us so much comfort especially in the midst of chaos. I wanted to convey that familial and emotive chaos yet also show that strong bond between a mother and daughter using the symbolism of the stew pot and the ingredients that were in it. It was such an easy story to write that just flowed, so there weren’t many drafts, maybe one or two in which I mainly concentrated on tightening my writing, deleting redundant words, fixing my grammar, etc. 

WOW: What do you think is the most powerful line from “The Stew Pot?" 

Jeanine: “Maybe she wanted to teach me how to deal with unhappiness and pain because she knew when I became a woman it might land at my feet.” That line resonates with me the most and so many other women that I know, how our mothers mirror for us how to deal with pain, sometimes in good and not so good ways often because they didn’t have a blueprint when it came to carrying their own pain. 

WOW: You have such an impressive writing bio, Jeanine! What advice would you give any writer hoping to explore flash fiction for the first time, as the limited word count can often be tricky? 

Jeanine: Write without restraint. Write until that story that refuses to let go of you is out in all of its beautiful and messy hues and you feel spent. And then let out an elongated sigh or cry or splash water on your face, or laugh until you roll on the floor if it’s a humor piece, and then go back to what you wrote with fresh eyes. Strip it down, word by word or sentence by sentence, edit until you get to the pulse of your story and the word count needed. 

WOW: Could you tell us about the first time you had a piece of work published? 

Jeanine: My first story was published in a magazine called Black Romance but the story that made me feel really seen as a writer was in Essence Magazine. I wrote about the gap in my tooth and how I learned to embrace it after doing some research and learning that several African tribes view a gap in the teeth as a sign of beauty and spiritual strength and wisdom and good fortune. That essay meant a lot to me because my mother carried the magazine it was in folded in her pocketbook, yes, that’s what we called it back then. My mother would show it off to anyone she met, even strangers at her doctor’s office, letting them know her daughter had an essay published inside. 

WOW: You have a children’s picture book that received publication as part of a prize package for the Sleeping Bear Press Own Voices Own Stories Competition. Could you tell us more about This Sunday My Daddy Came to Church

Jeanine: This Sunday My Daddy Came to Church is a “heart story,” a “family story,” about accepting the different ways we all worship. It centers around a young boy who loves going to church with his mother on Sunday but his father doesn’t join them, and he wonders why. When he asks his mother about it, she explains that there are different ways we worship and also talks about faith and belief. I was so fortunate to have a wonderful Senior Children’s Editor from Sleeping Bear Press, Barb McNally, to work with who saw my vision, and the talented USA Today Best-Selling Illustrator, Robert Paul Jr., illustrate my book. His illustrations captured the characters in my story perfectly and I am in awe each time I look at them. I must admit I do that almost daily.

WOW: Thank you again, Jeanine! We are in awe of your success and can't wait to read more from you.
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Friday Speak Out!: Write With Your Heart; The Best Writing Advice I Received From My Father

Friday, March 28, 2025


By Jeanine DeHoney

I proclaimed I wanted to be a writer at a very young age. As I sat on the sofa in my family’s Livingroom, my imagination had free reign as I wrote stories about cute little kittens and fairies with the exception of Fridays and Saturdays.

Then, as the weekend loomed in front of me, my father who was a saxophone player and jazz aficionado, who loved listening to music teeming at the seams with the barebones of improvisation, syncopation, and a melodious rhythm, would take a  jazz album from his collection out of its sleeve and play it on our stereo console.  


I would drop everything to sit beside him, and then mirror how he attended to this music; the bobbing of his head, tapping of his feet, taking mental notes of any listening instructions he gave me. 


The main one he imparted to me was, “Always listen with your heart and not just your ears.”


So, I would, and the music I thought sounded strange as a child soon sounded inviting and soothing.

 

When I became an adult, and began my journey as a freelance writer, I realized my father’s words held significance, not just for music but for writing. I paraphrased his words some to encompass that I also needed to, “Always write with or from my heart.”


For when I did, I didn’t write to anyone else’s drumbeat. I didn’t hold back from writing what others thought should be “shrouded” or “kept hidden in the closet” particularly if it concerned a sensitive or cultural issue. I opened my heart and gave myself permission to empty my emotions on paper and let readers see the authenticity and vulnerability of who I was or who I was writing about. I stopped worrying about being judged. 


Writing with my heart allowed me to unfetter my core on the page and forge a relationship with readers who might be walking a mile in my emotive shoes.


My words; the fiction stories, the creative nonfiction essays. even my first children’s picture book, are all heart stories. They are not just slivers but full-on narratives about the complexities of love, life, family, culture, the bad entwined with the good, sadness entwined with joy, etc., just like the music I learned to appreciate as I listened with my father.  


Although I never got the chance to tell my father his advice on listening to jazz would be some of the best and most inspiring advice I got about writing, I hope he knew somehow. I hope he knew when he thumbed through my first published magazine story in my early twenties, that I followed his instructions about the heart. That I listened for the heartbeat of my stories when they hovered overhead, until they defied gravity and landed on the page. 


And from one writer to another, I pass that same advice on to you, write with or from your heart, because you are a unique wordsmith and your/our stories are oh so needed in the world we live in today.

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As a freelance writer my writing has been published in Wow: Women on Writing, Mutha Magazine, Literary Mama, Scary Mommy, Brain Child Magazine, Please See Me Literary Magazine, The Light, Jerry Jazz Magazine, Rigorous Magazine, Soul In Space, The Write Place At The Write Time, Gemini Literary Magazine, The Dirty Spoon Radio Hour and Journal, Sisters AARP,  Mahogany Blog, Carefree, Kiza Blacklit, and a fiction story in an upcoming anthology curated to spread awareness about domestic violence, “Why I Stayed," and MER literary magazine, among others. I am an essayist in anthologies by Chicken Soup For The Soul, Black Lawrence Press-"Mamas, Martyrs, and Jezebels," Black Freighter Press's- "Waiting To Exhale" and BLF Press- "Black Joy Unbound,” and in Zora’s Den anthology. I won first prize for prose for the table/feast Literary Magazine The Blossom Contest, and The Colorism Healing Contest and second place for my essay for the Light-Leaders Igniting Generational Healing and Transformation Literary Journal, and was shortlisted for a fiction story for the Embellishment Contest for Australia's Voices of Women which was performed in Australia as a monologue. I was an Honor Award winner for Sleeping Bear Press Own Voices Own Stories 2022 award season for a children's picture book, "This Sunday My Daddy Came To Church," and it was acquired for publication by Sleeping Bear Press and will be available  in August 2025. 
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Review of Your Next Level Life By Karen Arrington

Saturday, July 24, 2021

Today WOW! Women on Writing contributor Jeanine DeHoney rewards us with her review of Your Next Level Life by Karen Arrington. Part of an ongoing blog tour, this book is sure to inspire every woman, no matter what pathway she is on in her life. Visit more stops on this tour and follow along for other reviews by visiting our launch day post.

About the Book, Your Next Level Life

If you’re a Black woman in business and feeling stuck or trapped by other people’s expectations of what you can achieve, it’s time to stop playing small and start redefining what success means for you. It’s time to get that upgrade. 

Channel your black girl magic. Karen Arrington―author of Your Next Level Life, founder of the Miss Black USA Pageant, creator of the Next Level Women’s Summit, and mentor to thousands of confident, successful young black women―is your guide to getting to your next level life. 

Build a legacy of black excellence. How big do you want to live? With the seven simple rules in Your Next Level Life, you’ll learn how to bring your career, income, and lifestyle to that next level. Don’t settle for a life of invisibility and mediocrity. Set ambitious goals, reach for bigger opportunities, and know that you are brave enough to get what you deserve. 

Give the gift of confidence. Looking for inspirational gifts for aspiring black women in business? Your Next Level Life is unlike other self-help books for women. It’s a guide to opportunity that recognizes and celebrates the true magic of ambitious black women. 

Adopt the 7 rules of power, confidence, and opportunity and you can find success: 
  • Create all the money you need 
  • Position yourself like a star 
  • Connect with other powerful women
Review by Jeanine DeHoney

I am such a fan of Karen Arrington after reading her book, Your Next Level Life; 7 Rules of Power, Confidence, and Opportunity For Black Women In America.

Your Next Level Life has given me the advice and tools needed to shift my mindset and change my life after a year that has been testing for us all, and one in which for myself, was difficult to focus on my dreams and goals to position myself to live that next level life. 

Ms. Arrington has written an informative and inspirational guide for Black women to follow in this very much appreciated quick read. She lists seven empowering rules to elevate to your next level in a straightforward and friendly tone which makes it easy to visualize that purposeful and abundant life you desire, and to manifest it. 

I also love the fact that Ms. Arrington has a list of resources and pages with prompts at the end of her book. Your Next Level Life, is definitely a book that should be in every woman's library, on a coffee table, and gifted to a friend or relative. It is a must-read that won't disappoint.

Purchase a copy of this book on Amazon.comBarnes and NobleIndieBound, and Bookshop.org. Be sure to also add this to your GoodReads reading list.

About the Author, Karen Arrington


Karen Arrington is an award-winning author, women’s empowerment expert + global philanthropist + winner of an NAACP Image Award for Outstanding Literary Work.

Karen’s coaching, mentoring + philanthropic work spans over 100,000 hours of service — including her position as a Goodwill Ambassador to Sierra Leone, her work as the co-founder of the first Diabetes Awareness Day in West Africa, and her role as the founder of The Miss Black USA Pageant.

She won a 2020 NAACP Image Award for Outstanding Literary Work for her book, Your Next Level Life: 7 Rules of Power, Confidence and Opportunity for Black Women In America. She has also been honored by The Lifetime Network, Jones New York + other major media outlets for her tireless advocacy for women’s health, success + empowerment -- including a Red Dress Award from Woman’s Day Magazine for her efforts in the fight against heart disease, the #1 killer of women.

Over the past 20 years, Karen has helped over 1,000 women step into powerful careers in media, business, medicine + law — transcending hardship, abuse + financial limitations, and transforming their lives + communities. Today, Karen offers private coaching + global service retreats around the world for ambitious women who want to live their best lives -- only better.

Find out more about Karen by visiting her website KarenArrington.com, follow her on FacebookTwitter, and Instagram.
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Cheerleaders

Saturday, June 19, 2021

No, this is not about Sioux's past life as a cheerleader. I can semi-coordinate my legs (sometimes) and can control my arm movements (most of the time) but I can't do both at the same time. 


No, this about our family and friends who are cheerleaders--the folks who are cheering us on as writers. I read Jeanine DeHoney's moving post, and thought about the sweet way her family encouraged her witing... and I thought I would throw my two cents one and half cents into the conversation.


My cheerleaders are a mixed bag. My cheerleaders are 99% over the top... and then, there's my husband.


My hubby means well, bless his heart. He doesn't love to read, so that is responsible for some of his screw-ups and screwy thinking. When I have a story published in an anthology, he quickly looks to see where my story is. If it's near the front, that means (from his perspective) it's a good story. If it's in the last half of the book (or shudder--at the very end), it tells him it's not a great story. No matter how many times I've talked about themes that antholgies have, it doesn't matter.


When I got a "yes" from a publisher, my husband started dreaming of spending Stephen King money. He just knew the advance would be huge, and the residuals would be rolling in, courtesy of Brinks trucks. (His fantasies really crashed and burned when he found out I was donating all my proceeds of my book to a Tulsa cultural center.) Bless his heart.


When my book finally got published, I proudly gave him a copy. He does read in our reading room (AKA the bathroom) so I kept track of his progress by thumbing through the pages until I found his bookmark. Before he was even halfway through, he complained about the ending. The ending? How did he know how it ended? He was still in the middle.


"Oh, the other day I went to the last section and read the ending." What? I'd worked hard to craft a finale that was reflective and moving. The sections before it built up to the conclusion.

 

No more blessings for him...


image by Pixabay


The other 99% of my cheerleaders are phenomenal. This is what some of them have done:


  • Volunteered to be a beta reader, and read my book in one day--because they were that engaged
  • Helped with the title
  • Offered to interview me
  • Posted their review on their blog/website or on Amazon
  • Bought several copies for their children and their children's friends
  • Passed on and helped create an incredible plan of getting sponsors and providing curriculum to teachers, so they can get classroom sets of my book
  • Volunteered to be on my "street team" of early reviewers
  • Set up their personal "book event" so I could sign their book

The truth is, with all the rejection and obstacles we have to overcome as writers, we cannot do it alone. We need cheerleaders in our lives. Cheerleaders who will get us a cake with WRITER emblazoned on it, cheerleaders who will offer their shoulder when we get a rejection email, cheerleaders who will share their expertise when it comes to publishers, marketing and connections.

What have your cheerleaders done for you? And remember the name Jeanine DeHoney. Someday, she's going to have a book out, and you are going to want to read it... 


Sioux Roslawski is a freelance writer and a middle-school teacher. Her debut novel, Greenwood Gone: Henry's Story, is available at Amazon and Barnes and Noble, along with wherever Sioux is (she always has some copies in her car).

  


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Just For Today, For a Writer (Part Deux)

Wednesday, January 20, 2021
Like you, I keep up with the blog posts here at The Muffin, and when I read a few recently—namely, Jeanine DeHoney’s A Writer’s Prayer for Serenity and Sue Bradford Edwards’ 3 Steps to Developing that New Writing Habit—something clicked in the dark recesses of my memory. Hadn’t I written something similar?


It took a while to find the blog post (I knew it had something to do with writing but as you can imagine, that was not a helpful key word for my search), but eventually, it popped up on the screen: Just For Today, For A Writer. It ran right here on The Muffin in January of 2013. 

2013! That was eight years ago. 

Well, firstly, I was pretty darn impressed that I remembered it at all. But secondly, I wondered, reading the post, if I’d successfully developed these writing habits. You see, I take stock monthly, even yearly, but eight years? That’s some serious accountability. 

So here’s the original post, but for today, I decided to just look at the basic promises I made in 2013, the ones this writer vowed to tackle, on a mostly daily basis: 

Just for today, I will write.

Uh-oh. Right from the get go, I smelled trouble. But wait! I could count my journal because that’s writing. And the deal was not to write a set amount but to write. So despite the tragedies and the triumphs of the last eight years, I have always written something, just about every day. Yay, me! 

Just for today, I will read. 

Reading is my comfort food, my happy place, my go-to for learning. I probably didn’t need to add that promise; I’ve been reading since I figured out how. On the other hand, I know writers who don’t read much so I will reiterate now that you can’t be a writer if you’re not a reader. 

Just for today, I will encourage or support another writer. 

Admittedly, I don’t always do this. Sometimes, I support a non-writer friend or encourage someone I don’t even know, like a young mom in the grocery store. On my bathroom mirror is a sign where I’ve written, “Whose day will I make today?” I wholeheartedly recommend the habit of support and encouragement; I’m sure I sleep better every night for following that practice. 

Just for today, I will take care of business.

Yikes! I struggle with this chore as much today as I did eight years ago. It’s why every January, I spend the month cleaning out all my inboxes. I know I should keep up with it every day but I’m busy, y’all. Reading. 

Just for today, I will be thankful that I’m a writer. 

How I’m thankful today as a writer may not be the same as it was years ago; now, I appreciate that writing is not just about validation but about helping me to work through all that makes up my life, and hopefully figuring out who Cathy C. Hall is. So whether I’m compensated in dollars and cents or serenity and joy, I’m good to go. (Not to mention that I’m sitting here, just as I was eight years ago, writing away in my pajamas. I’ll always be grateful for that!) 

Okay, then. I’m going to say that eight years later, I’ve done a fairly good job, keeping my writing promises. How about you? Can you remember where you were on your writing journey eight years ago? Sometimes it takes the long view to show us just how far we’ve come, day by day!






Cathy C. Hall is a children's author, freelance writer, blogger, speaker, and dog wrangler. Way harder than it looks.
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Friday Speak Out!: My Heart Hurts, My Pen Heals

Friday, June 12, 2020
by Jeanine DeHoney

My heart hurts. Lives have been lost. Families tragically torn apart. Injustice. Systemic Racism. Intolerance. Police Brutality. When will it end? When will Black people matter? When will others see our humanity?

My heart hurts. Some days, especially during these current times, it is difficult to want to pick up my pen to write, or sit at my computer and press the keys to finish a story because of the wrenching pain. But I know I must. I know I need to. I know words, spoken or written can heal. Words can influence how others think. Words can affirm those who have been constantly disparaged. Words can offer someone faith. Words can offer wisdom. Words can help you garner courage, and do what you never thought you were capable of doing, but know you must. Words can bridge a gap. Words can offer you a warm embrace. Words can preach to you like a minister's sermon come Sunday morning. Words are a psalm and a fervent prayer. Words can spark a movement that “Changes the world.”

My heart hurts. But I keep pushing on and sit and write and hope that my words will fall mightily like a boulder in someone’s front yard so they have no choice but to take notice of it. I hope my words will make them feel uncomfortable so that they clutch their fists and say “No more, I must speak up against bigotry and racial injustice. I can no longer remain silent!”

My heart hurts. But I write. Sometimes just one word like “Justice” or three powerful words like, “Black Lives Matter”, not because other lives don’t matter, but it is black lives that are facing racial inequality in all segments of society, oppression, violence and death. It matters because they are mothers, fathers, husbands, sons, daughters, grandchildren, nieces, nephews, sisters, and brothers, who were loved and whose lives were just as treasured, just as worthy, as other lives.

My heart hurts. But I trust my pen will heal. Not just me, but others whose hearts hurt too. I trust that the words will come that I need to say, and when I write them down, as imperfect as they may be, they will be perfect enough to plant a seed of hope and love and integrity, and cause a great transformation.

My heart hurts. But I can’t stay knee deep in pain. Action. Advocacy. Voting. Encouraging. Uplifting. Acknowledging. And Writing. That is my purpose. That is what assists in my/our healing. That is what changes the world as we know it. Will you join me?

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Jeanine DeHoney has had her work published on several blogs, in magazines and anthologies. Among others her writing has been published in Essence, The Children's Ark, Metro Fiction, My Brown Baby, The Write Place At the Write Time, Literary Mama, Mutha Magazine, True Stories Well Told, Parent. Co., Brain Child Magazine, Jerry Jazz Magazine, Today's Caregiver Magazine, and Rigorous Literary Magazine. She is an essayist in the anthologies "Chicken Soup for the African American Woman’s Soul,” "Here in the Middle: Stories of Love, Loss, and Connection from The Ones Sandwiched in Between," “Theories of HER-an experimental anthology, in the anthology, "In Celebration of Sisters," and in the Chicken Soup For The Soul Anthology, The Power Of Yes.
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Friday Speak Out!: The Light Is Green. Go!

Friday, October 11, 2019

by Jeanine DeHoney

The title of this essay may throw you off. What does a green light have to do with writing you might be asking?

Well for me, it has a lot to do with it. You see lately I’ve been feeling as if I’m habitually stuck at a red traffic light when it comes to writing. There I am sitting in my car (computer chair) with my fingers on the steering wheel (computer keyboard) at a complete stop (writer’s block or perhaps self-imposed writer’s doubt in my abilities to go further in my career) waiting for the light to turn green so I could proceed on to my idyllic (finishing a manuscript, submitting my work, and getting published while writing fervently and passionately) writing journey.

But low and behold no matter how many horns are honking at me to go (my inspirers of family and friends who see my gift and the merit of my putting pen to paper and don’t want me to stop,) when the light changes to green instead of accelerating and following the yellow brick road of my dreams, I am stuck there seeing red. And I know with every part of my being that I shouldn’t be.

Writing is my soul nurturer, my skylight, my artistic side kick. Rising to write each day is a blood, sweat and tears move on days when you are dealing with a plethora of life’s problems, but it is also a chess move of faith, confidence, and beauty when you put your collage of words together to tell your story in a way only you can.

I’ve finally decided enough already. I’m tired of sitting at those red lights while everyone goes on their merry way. To get moving though I know there are some things, some people, and some ideas, I have to absolutely eliminate from my life. Things like distractions, from those reality television shows I watch, and surfing the internet for great deals, when I should be writing. And people; people who are toxic or negative and bring me down instead of lifting me/ my emotions and my craft up. They aren’t happy with themselves so they can never be happy for me, thus they will no longer be welcome in my space unless they change.

And unfruitful ideas, those critical thoughts that ruminate in my head before I sit down to write I must eradicate. For example, thinking my writing isn’t as perfect as others. It stops me from moving forward every time, so my new motto is, "my writing is perfect because it comes from my heart and my experiences." Though I can take notes from other writers I admire, I don’t have to compare myself to them. We each own our voice and all of its intonations however flawed, and each voice is as powerful as it is beautiful.

So, if you’ve feeling stuck at a red traffic light like I was, for whatever reason, the light is green. Remove any physical or emotional hurdles that’s stopping your progress and drive to your destined path. Put the pedal to the metal. Go!

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Jeanine DeHoney has had her work published on several blogs, in magazines and anthologies. Among others her writing has been published in Essence, The Children's Ark, Metro Fiction, My Brown Baby, The Write Place At the Write Time, Literary Mama, Mutha Magazine, True Stories Well Told, Parent. Co., Brain Child Magazine, Jerry Jazz Magazine, Today's Caregiver Magazine, and Rigorous Literary Magazine. She is an essayist in the anthologies "Chicken Soup for the African American Woman’s Soul,” "Here in the Middle: Stories of Love, Loss, and Connection from The Ones Sandwiched in Between," “Theories of HER-an experimental anthology, in the anthology, "In Celebration of Sisters," and in the Chicken Soup For The Soul Anthology, The Power Of Yes.
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Friday Speak Out!: Never Too Late

Friday, April 12, 2019
by Jeanine DeHoney

I recently read an article about an African American actress named Dorothy Steel. She started acting at age 88 and after roles in several movies landed a role in Marvel’s mega blockbuster hit “Black Panther” as the Merchant Tribal elder at the age of 92. Yes, 92.

When reading the back story about this gemstone of a woman, who reminded me of all the beautiful strong elder woman in my own village, it was awe-inspiring. She exemplified the adage that it is never too late, to follow your dream, to do what makes your heart soar.

Each day I have to remind myself of this truth as I pursue a writing career, a dream I had since I was seven years old. It is so easy to slip into a gloomy abyss at times when you feel that it’s now or never with your writing. You may feel like I have that if that novel isn’t finished yet there is a likelihood it may never get finished. Or if you haven’t landed a feature essay in that magazine you’ve been submitting to for what seems like an eternity, that it will never happen.

It’s easy to feel on any given bad day, writing or otherwise, that you should throw in the towel because you aren’t in that imagined place you thought you would be during this phase of your life. Although the reasons why we may not be in that place are as varied as they are significant; raising children, being a caretaker of a parent, health problems, dealing with emotional lows, finances, etc., that feeling of, “My writing career will always remain lukewarm or never get off the ground,” can malign your spirit.

But oh how prejudicial and unloving we are to ourselves when we court these ideologies. We have a gift as writers and it will never be too late to use our gift and spread our words to the world. It would be a loss to all if we didn’t persevere, and share our stories, our wisdom, our humor, our passion, this much-honed gift we’ve been blessed with.

So make a pact with yourself or with someone close to you that will hold you accountable, that you’ll never ever “ever” say “It’s too late,” to pursue your dream. No matter how many other things take priority, how many obstacles you must overcome, and no matter what age you are or are approaching…live and write freely, with full on passion and expectancy. And if you need more inspiration to live and write accordingly in your creative purpose, remember actress Dorothy Steel.

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Jeanine DeHoney has had her work published on several blogs, in magazines and anthologies. Among others her writing has been published in Essence, The Children's Ark, Metro Fiction, My Brown Baby, The Write Place At the Write Time, Literary Mama, Mutha Magazine, True Stories Well Told, Parent. Co., Brain Child Magazine, Jerry Jazz Magazine, Today's Caregiver Magazine, and Rigorous Literary Magazine. She is an essayist in the anthologies "Chicken Soup for the African American Woman’s Soul,” "Here in the Middle: Stories of Love, Loss, and Connection from The Ones Sandwiched in Between," “Theories of HER-an experimental anthology, in the anthology, "In Celebration of Sisters," and in the Chicken Soup For The Soul Anthology, The Power Of Yes.
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Friday Speak Out!: R-E-S-P-E-C-T

Friday, September 07, 2018
by Jeanine DeHoney

I remember as a child my father, who was an aspiring jazz musician, choosing a record that wasn’t his usual jazz line up to play on our French provincial stereo console record player while we did our Saturday morning chores. He played Aretha Franklin’s record, “Respect.

“R-E-S-P-E-C-T, Find out what it means to me, R-E-S-P-E-C-T…”

After I did a halfhearted job of dusting the furniture, I got out of doing the remainder of my chores by settling on our sofa in our Livingroom. My plan was perfectly timed for when my father got ready to wax our floors. Once he started, pouring the liquid wax on the floor and rubbing small perimeters with one of his old t-shirts on his hands and knees, I knew I’d be stuck there for a while. But I didn’t mind. I was prepared to sit there with my notebook, a pen and my imagination until the floor dried to a shiny sheen and I could walk on it.

As the music filled our house I wrote and bobbed my head to Aretha’s powerful and soulful voice. Back then I didn’t know how much the lyrics to, “Respect,” would resonate with me as a little black girl living in Brooklyn who wanted to share her stories with the world.

That song from this icon of a woman fittingly crowned, the “Queen of Soul,” became my empowerment anthem, my battle hymn. It helped me remember that no matter what my skin color was, no matter what others thought about me, I counted and I deserved to be respected.

As an adult those affirmative feelings carried over into my stories. Whether fiction or nonfiction, I wanted the people I wrote about, especially women and women of color like myself, and minorities to show their courage and their strength at the end of their journey. I wanted them to impart a lesson to my readers through their dialogue or actions that they mattered and would no longer be marginalized, devalued or disrespected.

When I listened to Aretha Franklin sing, "Respect,” the words regard and reverence come to mind. This song and her activism as a Black woman who was revered worldwide and by all races, encourages me to live and write from a place that speaks to the injustices in the world. That song encourages me to speak up and speak out for all those who faced repercussions when they did or those who need courage to do it now I will be the vessel to tell their stories line by line, verse by verse.

Music, good music, the kind where the melody or lyrics roll off your tongue even when the song stops playing, the music Aretha Franklin sang, can fuel your creativity and shape your platform. Aretha Franklin’s music did that for me, one song in particular. I am forever grateful to her for that and more. May she rest in Queenly peace.

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Jeanine DeHoney has had her work published on several blogs, in magazines and anthologies. Among others her writing has been published in Essence, The Children's Ark, Metro Fiction, My Brown Baby, The Write Place At the Write Time, Literary Mama, Mutha Magazine, True Stories Well Told, Parent. Co., Brain Child Magazine, Jerry Jazz Magazine, Today's Caregiver Magazine, and Rigorous Literary Magazine. She is an essayist in the anthologies "Chicken Soup for the African American Woman’s Soul,” "Here in the Middle: Stories of Love, Loss, and Connection from The Ones Sandwiched in Between," “Theories of HER-an experimental anthology, in the anthology, "In Celebration of Sisters," and in the Chicken Soup For The Soul Anthology, The Power Of Yes.
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Friday Speak Out!: Do We Writers Need To Defend Our Time To Others

Friday, March 30, 2018
by Jeanine DeHoney

I remember being at dinner with family and friends and the conversation turning to work.

That dreaded feeling came over me of whether this time I would have to shrink like a wallflower into the background or would I have to defend my work schedule as a writer…again.

Although it wasn’t as structured now that I was freelancing fulltime, writing was still full of as many ebbs and flows as when I was teaching twenty adorable and precocious preschoolers for over twenty years. Writing, like at my former workplace, was stressful one day, exhilarating the next, made me feel like throwing in the towel one day, and made me feel so passionate about what I did the next day I thought it was a lovefest I would never retire from.

But at times others didn’t know that.

Their words:

"You’re so lucky you have all this free time to do nothing.” Or, “At least you don’t have to go to work like I do and deal with all this stress,” or “No wonder you can keep your house clean, cook a fantastic meal, spend hours at the library, attend that conference, etc., you have the time.”

And then there were those who thought there was a void in my life and lovingly suggested I fill my life with a myriad of activities because I had so much time on my hand.

Their words, words my husband always tells me not to be sensitive to or to ignore, weren’t meant to be a put down and didn’t come from a place of meanness. They just didn’t know, didn’t understand.

They didn’t know that writing, piecing together your thoughts like a jigsaw puzzle, editing, and doing more editing, is a laborious process. They didn’t know how you can never clock out like a regular nine to five job because as writers we can’t turn off our minds or creative energy like a water faucet even when we try or need to. And they didn’t quite understand how it is normal for us to see every situation intertwined with a story; be it a toddler using the Potty for the first time, buying a pair of red shoes, or protesting about gun violence or domestic violence or any type of despair in the world. We can’t let it dangle in front of us. We have to write about it.

There are never any “do nothing days” as a writer. After I finish my normal tasks, I can work for hours on end until I have a completed manuscript, one that meets my writing vision of making a reader’s heart swell with hope, faith and empowerment.

So do we writers need to defend our time to others? Not really. We know what we do. Our best retort is to just keep on writing.

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Jeanine DeHoney has had her work published on several blogs, in magazines and anthologies. Among others her writing has been published in Essence, The Children's Ark, Metro Fiction, My Brown Baby, The Write Place At the Write Time, Literary Mama, Mutha Magazine, True Stories Well Told, Parent. Co., Brain Child Magazine, Jerry Jazz Magazine, Today's Caregiver Magazine, and Rigorous Literary Magazine. She is an essayist in the anthologies "Chicken Soup for the African American Woman’s Soul,” "Here in the Middle: Stories of Love, Loss, and Connection from The Ones Sandwiched in Between," “Theories of HER-an experimental anthology, in the anthology, "In Celebration of Sisters," and upcoming in the Chicken Soup For The Soul Anthology, The Power Of Yes, in August of 2018.
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