Author Archives: Sharea H.

Leaving the desert, Eshe moves to Ireland & into the arms of Adam. It’s not until stepping on the green isle, that Eshe realizes just how the odds are stacked against her.

There is definitely something to entering the play a week before to being ms.henderson to spending time in the theater on the stage breathing and owning it all. to see the characters come to life to be shadows of the … Continue reading →

Hey All — This is a serious draft. More to structure and polish come later. dublin, 7/11/15 the small cracks are empty the ceilings are not blankets of survival. we do not exist the same as in the country side. … Continue reading →

Moss Ya’ll. I’m not ashamed to say I’m a little obsessed. I got in really deep, about elbow deep in feeding my new moss obsession today. Before you judge me, it’s research for my story and I’m sticking to it. … Continue reading →

I remember sitting quietly amongst the chatter. I remember the swing of my pink booted feet to the rhythm of my new uncle’s cackling accent. I kept my fingers busy by making boxes around the stray liquid that sloshed from … Continue reading →

Right about now I’ve been in Ireland around seventy-two hours. It’s amazing the things I’ve learned about the islands culture and history. I can’t help in my absorption to identify the similarities or differences to my own American existence. I … Continue reading →

“Give me a name and I’ll tell you if their Irish or not.” He was drunk, but not too drunk to  explain to me that Sean Combs (P.Diddy), Ella Fitzgerald, and Shaquille O’Neal were all Irish. He said it with an … Continue reading →