#Dominican Writers
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iambic-stan · 2 months ago
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last book read + last stethoscope used, part 34
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This is my Littmann Master Cardiology in plum with Julia Alvarez's latest novel, The Cemetery of Untold Stories, a unique, woke, but also cynical take on the act of storytelling. (I'm afraid that if I explain my use of those particular adjectives, I'd risk spoiling the story). Alma is an accomplished novelist who has decided to retire from public life with many of her stories unfinished. She chooses to create a "cemetery" to bury them in her native Dominican Republic and live out the rest of her days on inherited property there. In the process of establishing her new residence, she meets and hires Filomena to be something like a steward to the cemetery, not realizing that Filomena will come to interact with these as-yet-untold stories in unexpected ways. I fell in love with In the Time of the Butterflies in college, which was almost certainly a better work of Alvarez's than this, but this serves as a worthy companion. Butterflies should be read first if one is unfamiliar with Dominican history (as I was).
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rbtbc · 1 year ago
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Book Review: Burn Down, Rise Up by Vincent Tirado | An Education of the Burning and Rebuilding of 1970s Bronx
#SummerReading2023 #summerreading #blogpost #BurnDownRiseUp #socialhorror #youngadult #QueerLitread #dominicanbooks #dominicanwriters #bronxwriters #vincenttirado
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lolamkelly · 1 year ago
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Whenever I ask someone to take a picture of meThey never get the composition rightThey don’t adjust the settings to best suit my features under the given lightingThey don’t capture my full lengthThey don’t capture my smileThe picture is blurryAnd my feet are cut offMy face is distortedAnd my eyes are closed They click the button whenI sneezeI blinkI fallBut not when my eyes are openWhen my smile…
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massiveladycat · 3 months ago
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hello!! i'm planning to be a future writer, and i want to make more hispanic ocs in the future. but, i'm not hispanic. i'm a black woman, yes, but hispanic and black experiences may be very different. i'm trying to research the culture and i'm learning the spanish language already, but i'd love if some hispanic people on tumblr could tell me the do's and don't's of writing a hispanic character and a few tips. thank you very much, and please feel free to tell me if anything comes off as offensive because that's not my goal here
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leyllethecreator · 7 months ago
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Professional Afro-Hispanic Teen Author: where you can find my works
I have two ongoing novels releasing serialized updates.
One is a disability romance novel called "Damsel in the Red Dress" available here on Wattpad:
https://www.wattpad.com/story/365913868-damsel-in-the-red-dress
The other is a YA novel called "Rigamarole" available here on my Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/posts/103159083
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brokenmusess · 6 months ago
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the broken muse herself :/
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yourdailyqueer · 2 years ago
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Rita Indiana
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Queer
DOB: 11 June 1977  
Ethnicity: Dominican
Occupation: Singer, songwriter, writer
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andthenlightningstrikes · 8 months ago
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it must be established soon that this is where i’ll share my experience as an individual that is based on the caribbean whose search bar terms when looking for images always included “tumblr aesthetic” at the end and that just loves the term “slice of life” and the imagery it evokes
the beauty in the mundane, the grunge and the 2014 collages and skins and the halsey music videos, the movies tangerine and the florida project that forever changed my perception of reality and made me think i was able to shoot a short film with an iphone 4s to document the caribbean aesthetics i'm surrounded with
that and that i already feel unhinged here considering my usual social media silence in other apps (i barely post anything anywhere) i’m supposed to be mysterious on instagram i can’t share my thoughts too much
what helps the most here is i don’t see anyone’s face and that’s so>>> thank u tumblr your email marketing campaign is actually working i’ve been reading some of them and also thank u slayyyter you’re also motivating me to let my thoughts out and to finally just talk shit online and share anything i vibe with
also i'm kind of a writer don't let my unpunctuated style fool you please understand that i'm going for a bret easton ellis less than zero kind of narration style that's the picture i'm trying to paint with a slight tint of dirty havana trilogy by pedro juan gutierrez, i'll dive deeper into my influences and how i'm a sucker for the hedonistic cloudy aesthetic caribbean kind of vibe i've been living and chasing my whole life
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awakeneddominicangirl · 8 months ago
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I see you mind.
I see you, mind. The way that you keep me imprisoned, the way that you keep my soul imprisoned. You say things that are so incredibly believable that I cannot help but stop what I'm doing and do what you want me to do. It doesn't have to be clearly stated by you; I will naturally just feel the urge to do something else. Whenever you perceive that I will be vulnerable, you come in the most subtly to sway me in another direction. Whenever you perceive that I will finally do what may put me in fear's way but will give me the grandest results, unknown results, you sway me in another direction. It's so...insidious.
I'm upset with you.
How can you do that to me? You have betrayed me the most of all the things in life. In your efforts to keep me protected, you have caused me the most pain. You have set me on a path of unmet expectations that has led me down a depth—a hole—so deep of despair and dissatisfaction with life that I struggle to see clearly enough to find where I can grasp onto to climb out.
I have been left to my own vices because you don't have the capacity to get me out of the hole you've put me in. I leave that to my heart and soul, which are one and the same. It has wisdom and strength that you have yet to catch up to and maintain. For you, wisdom takes time to integrate, while with the heart, it is felt so deeply in one's core that you cannot help but remember it.
Step down. Stop speaking to me in different convincing voices and stories..." maybe this time" stories. The voice of fearful oppression. The feeling of a halt, an invisible wall in my chest, stopping my will. Give up. Let me go. What could I accomplish if you just stepped aside to the lowest notch? Let me show you, I will be okay. Let me be free in my spirit's longing to connect with my soul and create the simplest essence of what I am. Let me be.
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girlwiththeladybugtattoo · 1 year ago
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A million poems live here✨
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nandostateofmind · 7 months ago
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Getting Married………Again
Vow Renewal Vibes…..
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Every five years my wife wants to get remarried again. Treats our relationship like a car lease except we not getting the newer model. I just want her happy so I agree to most of her ideas. I love a good party. Getting to see old friends and family. I hate to pressure people to come to anything I invite them to, if you pressure people or insist they may come with a vibe that isn’t what you are looking for. I also don’t believe in being sore if someone doesn’t come because I understand, life can happen, sometimes you agree in the moment then you regret it later when the time approaches because you tired or broke and finally sometimes you hold someone in certain esteem in your heart and they don’t see you in the same light as you see them. If the event doesn’t move them to attend then why be bitter allow them the room to do what they want. While you would love everyone that you love to be there with you during the important events in your life sometimes for whatever reason they can’t be there and you shouldn’t hold that against them. Those who do make get to be there for life long memories.
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In total about 50 people attended. I remember I got a terribly mean text from one of my sisters and it bothered me really bad because it felt like it was meant to be as painful as possible. This particular sister doesn’t love me, we do not speak. She did it because he wasn’t invited and she wanted to make it about her. It really threw me off mentally. I spent the day with in the back of my mind. She won that battle, had me being short with my wife and children I wasn’t excited I was upset. Then my wife left to get ready. I texted one of my groom’s men Richie and he asked if I was good. I said yes. Then I remembered calling him the night before my wedding I sat in my car my 1990 Mazda protégé for two hours listening to Nas Getting Married. I immediately put the song on repeat as I ironed my sons suit. It put me back in the zone I was in the wedding morning. My sister and her text suddenly meant nothing I was in love again all I could think about was my wife. I looked over at my son looking cool as could be dressed like a miniature model. I was back.
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The set up was beautiful on the beach everyone including us dressed in all white. The music started playing. I started to recall what the church felt like on my wedding day. You can’t always remember exactly what happened but often you can remember the feeling. I remembered that feeling. You ever smell your mother’s cooking and you are transported to the moment in time and you remember exactly how it felt. That is exactly what happened to me at that alter. I was 25 again standing at the alter waiting to exchange vows again. Getting choked up holding back tears but I’m not sad. We changed vows we’ve written. The moment was perfect, again. I’m grateful, grateful to have these moments that provide perspective. Things that remind me when things get difficult. Every time, I get mad every time, we fight every time, when I cant figure out life. I cant remember everything but always there for me is the vibes and I can never forget that.
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importantwomensbirthdays · 2 years ago
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Elizabeth Acevedo
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Poet and novelist Elizabeth Acevedo was born in 1988 in New York City. Acevedo is the author of The Poet X, a New York Times bestseller and winner of multiple awards, including the National Book Award for Young People's Literature. She has also published two more novels, With the Fire on High and Clap When You Land. In 2022, Acevedo was named the Young People's Poet Laureate.
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andthenlightningstrikes · 8 months ago
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that’s actually been me these last few weekends after my routine started consisting in hitting the pen in the morning after a quick breakfast then taking a 20 minute walk to the gym, working out and then going to buy groceries all while enjoying the warmth of the sun on my skin during the way, the breeze gently hitting my face and clothes while also making the trees and leaves dance its green around
and also enjoying the satisfaction that only getting exhausted after lifting weights and struggling with machines brings and feeling a little awkward yet confident with my playlist blasting through my ears even though the playlist on the gym doesn’t sound bad at all
and then enjoying going to the supermarket with the playlist still going strong while looking around finding the things on my list and romanticizing my life quite a bit as if i were on a studio ghibli film or one of those influencers that document their so aesthetic it hurts daily routines
but in reality where i am is in a breat easton ellis less than zero kind of haze i believe the weeknd also lives on as well, but in my haze i don’t think things get as dark, i just take the imagery and borrow the stream of consciousness barely punctuated perhaps drug influenced style of narration of bret easton ellis that honestly works for me so well in terms of allowing me to just let out my thoughts
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haveacupofjohanny · 3 months ago
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Friday Feature: Celebrating Angie Cruz – A Voice in the Dominican-American Experience
Celebrating Angie Cruz this Friday Feature! 📚 Her powerful storytelling in Dominicana and more explores the Latinx immigrant experience and cultural resilience. Dive into her world and celebrate Hispanic Heritage Month! 🎉 #AngieCruz #Dominicana #Hispani
As we celebrate Hispanic Heritage Month, it’s essential to shine a light on authors whose work beautifully encapsulates the richness of the Latinx experience. This week, our Friday Feature is dedicated to Angie Cruz, a Dominican-American author whose storytelling brings to life the complexities of immigrant life, identity, and the power of…
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sisstarloop · 6 months ago
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yourdailyqueer · 2 years ago
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Danielle Perez
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Queer
DOB: N/A
Ethnicity: Afro Dominican
Nationality: American
Occupation: Comedian, actress, writer, screenwriter
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