I know the “ideal” answer would be something like exercising more, spending time on productive habits, or dedicating myself to writing and promoting my books. But if I’m being real, when I have free time, I end up watching my Cdramas and Kdramas.
There’s just something about the storytelling, the emotions, and the twists that pull me in. It’s not just mindless entertainment either, it’s how I unwind, recharge, and sometimes even spark new ideas for my own writing. So while the responsible answer might be productivity, the honest answer is me happily curled up binge-watching dramas and enjoying every minute of it.
Daily writing prompt
If you didn’t need sleep, what would you do with all the extra time?
History has always held a special place in my heart. There’s something extremely fascinating about discovering the stories of ancient civilizations, transformative events, and the people who shaped the world we live in today. World history, in particular, draws me in with its immense tapestry of cultures, conflicts, and innovations. It reveals how societies evolved, interacted, and influenced one another across continents and centuries. Each chapter offers lessons, mysteries, and insights that help me better understand the present and appreciate the diversity and resilience of human experience.
Exploring the histories of different countries opens new perspectives and deepens my understanding of global connections. Whether it’s the architectural wonders of Egypt, the philosophical grounds of India, or the revolutionary actions in Latin America, each nation’s past is rich with meaning. These stories not only highlight the individuality of each culture but also reveal the shared human experiences that connect us all. For me, studying history is more than just memorizing dates—it’s about discovering the soul of humanity through time and learning from the past to build a better future.
Life without a computer unfolds with a slower, more intentional pace. Mornings begins with quiet reflection or the rustle of the morning paper not with a screen’s glow. Neighborhoods sounds replaces notification pings, and the feel of pen on paper becomes a daily ritual. Creativity flows through sketchbooks and handwritten letters. There’s space to notice the way light filters through leaves or how your mood shifts with the weather. Without digital multitasking, thoughts stretch out, uninterrupted, and hobbies like gardening, cooking, or reading become the norm .
Free from the grip of social media there’s no comparison to other people lives. No pressure to create a perfect life or chase trends. Real connection through shared meals, phone calls, and laughter. Mental clarity deepens, and your creative process becomes more intimate, more yours. Without the constant buzz of updates, life feels grounded, authentic, and the kind of peace that technology often obscures.
Daily writing prompt
Your life without a computer: what does it look like?
One of the most valuable lessons I wish I had learned earlier in life is the importance of letting go of strangers’ opinions. For a long time, I allowed the judgments of people I barely knew or didn’t care about to occupy space in my mind. I let their opinions shape how I saw myself. But the moment I realized that these individuals held no meaningful place in my life, everything began to shift.
Their opinions lost their power. I stopped giving them permission to affect my mood, my confidence, or my choices. Life became noticeably lighter and less stressful when I understood that not every voice deserves an audience, especially those that come from people who don’t truly know me or contribute anything positive to my journey. Now, I protect my mental space fiercely, reserving it only for those whose presence and perspective genuinely matter.
Daily writing prompt
Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life.
Tonight’s dinner? Stuffed peppers with cauliflower rice. Because apparently, I’ve decided to pre-pay my guilt before diving headfirst into the Dominican buffet. My husband and I are heading there for our anniversary, and I’d really prefer to fit into my vacation clothes without resorting to a beach towel toga. So its keto or Atkins, whichever one lets me pretend cauliflower is rice without sobbing into my sauté pan.
To be honest its just a temporary breakup with carbs. I fully intend to rekindle my passionate affair with their food plantains, pastries, and all. It’s not cheating if it’s international cuisine, right? It’s cultural immersion… with extra butter.
I stumbled onto the WordPress blog by accident like tripping over a hidden door in a library I didn’t know was there. I’m what you’d call a certified tech klutz. TikTok and Instagram? Tried them. Flopped spectacularly. It left me dazed, confused, and mildly humiliated. But the blog? That felt different. But finding the blog with its daily prompts felt like the universe gently nudging me toward something that actually fits.
Second, I’ve somehow attracted actual readers and subscribers to my website and books real people who like my blogs! Not just scrolling past, but actually engaging—commenting, subscribing. I’m still not sure how they found me (possibly witchcraft or a rogue algorithm), but I’m beyond grateful. Kind souls who connected with my words and stuck around. Their support means everything. It’s what keeps me writing the stories I love, the ones that live in the quiet corners of my imagination.
What I enjoy most about writing is the instant stories take shape on the page. The moment when scattered ideas transform into worlds. I’m captivated by the characters who emerge: each one distinct, layered, and full of surprises. I love exploring how they meet, clash, connect, and grow. How their relationships evolve through hardships, success and special moments. The obstacles they face aren’t just plot points; they’re reflections of strength and love in all its forms.
Paranormal elements add another dimension to that journey. Whether it’s a heroine loves the enemy, or a shapeshifter who loves a human, the supernatural allows me to explore emotional truths in heightened, symbolic ways. Myth and magic becomes a metaphor for healing, transformation, and the unseen forces that bind us. It lets me blur the line between lore and reality, weaving in cultural and spiritual depth that lingers long after the last page.
Diversity is at the heart of my storytelling. I’m drawn to characters from different backgrounds, cultures, and experiences, because their voices matter and their journeys deserve to be seen. Writing allows me to celebrate that richness, to challenge stereotypes, and to craft romances that feel both magical and deeply real.
I live in what feels like the driest state in North America. Maybe it’s not, technically but the sun scorches like it’s trying to prove a point. Yet beneath the dust and heat, my community blooms with cultural richness. You’ll find Navajo jewelry sold beside Mexican pan dulce, powwow drums echoing near quinceañera halls, and murals that blend desert mythology with urban grit. It’s not paradise there’s still bigotry, racism, and misogyny here. But in my small corner, I see love defying boundaries, writing inspiration especially in romance.
Desert Romancewith the golden sunsets, tense monsoons, and vast open skies. Small-Town trope often used in the romance genre. The quaint towns like Jerome and Bisbee. Sedona offers mysterious settings for paranormal or romantasy tales. Also, Sedona is famous for its “vortexes”, energy centers believed to enhance meditation and creativity make it a hotspot for mystical themes and magical realism. Arizona has some of the clearest skies in the country ideal for romantic stargazing scenes or magical rendezvous.
It is rich with Indigenous mythologies from Hopi, Navajo, and Apache cultures. The spirit beings, shape-shifters, and sacred landscapes is perfect for weaving into fantasy or paranormal plots.The Ancient Sites like Montezuma Castle and Canyon de Chelly is saturated in mystery and ancestral power, presenting real-world links for myth-inspired storytelling. The Grand Canyon, Antelope Canyon, and Horseshoe Bend are not just stunning, they’re virtually storyboard-ready.
Events like Día de los Muertos celebrations and powwows provide rich visual and emotional material for character outline and world-building. The desert can represent isolation, transformation, or resilience the ideal metaphors for character arcs. Creatures like coyotes, hawks, and snakes carry symbolic weight and can be woven into magical or mythic narratives. Monsoon storms, blooming desert wildflowers, and fiery sunsets pose dynamic settings for emotional turning points.
The blend of Hispanic, Indigenous, and Western traditions creates a rich tapestry for exploring identity, heritage, and cross-cultural romance. The Old West meets ancient civilizations is ideal for time travel romances, reincarnation themes, or ancestral quests. Adobe homes, mission churches, and petroglyphs add texture and authenticity to visual and written storytelling.
Reading is my go-to for peace. If I’m feeling stressed or just worn out, I’ll crack open a book and everything else kind of melts away. I get totally wrapped up in the story, like I’m living it myself. It doesn’t even matter what kind of romance book it is romantasy, paranormal, sci-fi, mystery, monster or mafia romance, whatever. As soon as I start reading, it’s like flipping a switch. My mind quiets down, and I get to step into someone else’s world for a while. It’s the best kind of escape, and honestly, sometimes it’s exactly what I need to reset.
In my universe, I’d still be married to the same wonderful man, and my kids would be just as they are, though my daughter might have a little less sass. Magic would be part of everyday life. I’d carry a wand for small enchantments, and my spell lab would be tucked into a cozy corner, filled with glowing vials, ancient books, and maybe a skull or two inhabited by a friendly spirit who offers advice and the occasional sarcastic remark. Life would shimmer with spells and secrets but the heart unchanged.
My neighbors would shift into wolves, tigers, birds, whales, and other creatures. One moment they’d be human, the next, fur or feathers would ripple across their skin. Some soared, some prowled, some vanished into the sea. Each form felt natural, like seasons changing. No one questioned it. Their transformations as ordinary as walking.
Deloris Nash 