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Came across your blog. 2 posts down and I'm in love. The talent and beauty you hold is astounding. I look forward to more of your words and ideas. I love reading physical books but your blog may be the cause I move to reading things electronically more often.

Thu, 10 May 2018 01:50:37 -0700

You are so incredibly kind that I’m not quite sure what words I could use to express my gratitude and humility to you! I’m just grateful to be living in a time where I can share my work across multiple mediums and platforms. If you’re interested in physical books, you can find my published work at my website! nhithepoet.com ❤️

you’re so pretty!

Thu, 26 Apr 2018 17:00:41 -0700

Thank you so much! You’re so sweet :)

My new book, “Bottleneck Dreams” is now available for pre-order...

Sun, 15 Apr 2018 00:05:29 -0700

My new book, “Bottleneck Dreams” is now available for pre-order at most major retailers! This is my debut poetry collection and I’m so excited to have this one on everyone’s summer reading list! It’s a little bit of boy meets girl, a little love story, a touch of heartbreak, and a whole lot of introspection. All the pieces will take you back to a certain place and time in your life. ❤️

Snag your copy now!

https://m.barnesandnoble.com/w/bottleneck-dreams-nhi-the-poet/1128496480?ean=9780692072486

Why did u start poetry or inspirational writing

Wed, 11 Apr 2018 18:34:19 -0700

I’ve written poetry for as long as I can remember. It’s always been an outlet and a way to tell a story for me. I didn’t really start taking myself seriously until college when I took poetry workshopping classes. Inspirational writing doesn’t really start from a place of wanting it to be inspirational. Everything I write, is an attempt to make sense or find clarity about certain aspects of life and I’m really glad that so many people have found my writing inspirational.

I guess the “why” for me is a method to navigate through my own experiences and feelings and to hopefully reach out to others who have felt the same things and let them know that they aren’t alone in what they feel.

It’s always been about creating a sense of connectivity and community for me; that’s my “why.”

There are days where you’ll want to give up. There are days...

Tue, 10 Apr 2018 13:33:20 -0700

There are days where you’ll want to give up. There are days where you won’t be able to find a reason to keep going, but keep reminding yourself that it’s okay to be in a dark place as long as you know that the sun eventually comes back around. Things won’t always be easy, but it’s up to us to make the most of whatever we have today, tomorrow, or next month. The things we think we need might not present themselves to us plainly, but maybe we aren’t looking hard enough in the places that we’ve taken for granted.

Keep pushing, keep fighting back. This world may not be yours yet, but you have everything you need to make it your own.

hi, i so love your blog so muuuch!!

Thu, 05 Apr 2018 12:53:43 -0700

Hi! Thank you so much! You’re an absolute angel for being here and appreciating my work <3 Hope you have a great day, love!

#5 - Excerpt 3

Thu, 05 Apr 2018 12:53:01 -0700

This is the last bit from the fifth prompt in my own list of self-guided writing prompts. I’m not sure if I’ll be participating during all of NaNoWriMo this year. If I do, it’ll be my first time taking part in this fun month of writing. I probably should be writing for #JHAD but something in me feels that it’s not the time to write his story yet. I might just do a bunch of short stories this month to start fleshing out work for my collection of short stories. Anyways, enjoy!

It’s now more than halfway through the film and he hasn’t done more than hug you close. You’ve forgotten the threat of him possibly sleeping with you tonight and instead, are deeply invested in the lives of the characters on screen. The little girl develops a strange relationship with the hitman; mistaking fatherly affection for romantic feelings. On the other hand, the man is unmoved by her affections, only beginning to realize within himself the capability to feel and to love. It’s so dark in the room and you can only make out the outlines of Joni’s legs outstretched beside you, half hidden under the covers. He’s been quiet this whole time. The silence is almost comforting to you and you slump lower down the wall and nuzzle his shoulder. In the distance, you hear sirens making their way through the restless city. Downstairs, a neighbor’s dog is barking at the multitude of cacophonous sounds outside the apartment building. Despite the hundreds of sounds flooding the room, the air falls silent between the two of you. There is a padding of mutual rest and company on the full bed where both of you lie. In this restless city, hundreds more people are watching a horror film with their partner of the night, waiting for their moment to strike and yet here you two are. Not a single tensed muscle occupies either of your bodies. You lay in the dark knowing that he’s just like you. Despite growing up and making his name here, he knows just as few people as you do. Despite the fact that you’ve been in this city for barely more than a few months, you know all of the people that you need to know already. It’s so lonely here and you realize that everyone gets busier and busier without having anything to show for it. The people here are too busy filling their time with things and places so that they won’t have to face the realization that no one is actually here. Heads and bodies float about this city, but their hearts are at home, elsewhere.

Right now, there is no home other than the last place that made you feel grateful to be alive. There is no home apart from the place that made you forget that life must move on. This isn’t home, but you’re doing the best you can. So is he. You fall asleep with homesickness in your chest and a fire in your belly, hoping that if you keep pushing through the density of this city, you’ll find a place to call home. You refuse to stay in a fabricated space. In the morning, you kiss him on the head and gather your belongings from last night. That will be the last night where you fall asleep alone. Tonight, you’re going home.

I’d wait forever if you’d let me.From this life, into the next,...

Wed, 04 Apr 2018 17:52:24 -0700

I’d wait forever if you’d let me.

From this life, into the next, I’d let my petals fall until I were nothing but empty branches for you. Would that be enough?

Would I be enough?

#5 - Excerpt 2

Wed, 04 Apr 2018 14:56:30 -0700

Another short excerpt from my #wip #ToFindCourageInADrink

He thinks he’s being cute. He is.

You roll your eyes as theatrically as you can manage while hoisting yourself back up on the edge of the bed. His hair is disheveled and falls in ringlets over his right eye. You reach to push it back, but he breaks your concentration with a kiss. Kissing him back in the most convincing way possible, you resist the feeling that your heart is elsewhere. You shove thoughts of the possibility that you left your heart in that tiny college town back down your throat as his tongue grazes your teeth. If you have no heart, how could you feel the blood coursing through your veins in this very moment? Yes, you must have a heart still. You shut your eyes tighter, focusing on the pressure of lid against lid, hoping it’ll be enough to shut your dark thoughts within. Right now, the only thing that matters is that you’re not alone in this crowded city.

Losing myself in all your branches🌿🍃

Mon, 02 Apr 2018 21:42:21 -0700

Losing myself in all your branches🌿🍃

I really want to release a new excerpt from #JHAD or even make...

Thu, 29 Mar 2018 13:06:01 -0700

I really want to release a new excerpt from #JHAD or even make progress on it, but I got sick and so now I’m just trying to get through the day. Anybody else hate being sick? I honestly can’t get more than a few hours of deep sleep when I’m sick and it takes such a toll on my body.

I just want to sit in front of the computer without getting nauseous. Wish me luck my friends.

#5 - Excerpt 1

Tue, 27 Mar 2018 17:36:41 -0700

This excerpt is from the middle portion of an untitled short story I’m working on for a collection of stories I hope to release next year. I hope you enjoy! Let me know if you’d like more!

I didn’t forget you joan-knee. Sent.

J: LOL. Maybe I should change my name. That’s way more exotic.

You should. It’d give you an edge in the industry.

J: You’re funny. Friends are coming over tonight for my roommate’s birthday.

Oh, tell him I say happy birthday.

J: I meant you should come, silly.

You should have said so. I’ll be there.

And so you were. You were there every night since meeting three nights ago. You even spent some of Friday during the day with him. He took you and your friends to brunch and as he entertained them with witty banter, you sat vacantly. After the others left, he looked at you intently and asked you to come over that night after going out. You agreed. He wasn’t particularly interesting, but his company was harmless. At this point, harmless company seemed to be exactly what the doctor ordered. As much as you liked your friend and her new friends, they were all so absorbed with themselves and with social media that it felt like you were in the presence of holograms more so than actual people. They were placeholders for real company. At least Joni was there, albeit in silence as neither of you had much in common to talk about. You also attributed the lack of common interests to the significant age gap. He had nearly ten years on you and even though his personality proved otherwise, when you really focused on his face, you could see that the years truly did show. You wonder how he could still be in the city at his age. It always felt like the city was a place for people to come and hustle. You felt that once people reached where they were headed, they’d move out of the city to let their success flourish and meanwhile, replenish all the parts of themself they’d lost in the process. But he was still here. He was still hustling. You respected it no doubt, but part of you doubted his skillset. Perhaps, if he were meant to be in the industry, he’d be out of the city by now. You hated admitting it because he seemed to be an alright guy, but he was a one hit wonder.

A one hit wonder that sat for hours, chewing the three verses he’d had in his head for weeks, grinding what few bits of inspiration he had left at his age in order to stay relevant. The lovely part of it was that by the time you came to him, he was sufficiently drained of any energy. It didn’t make him lazy or lifeless (pun fully intended), but rather, an incredible source of company. He’d listen to your hopes and dreams. You knew they didn’t matter, not compared to the overwhelming fears that battered you day and night, but with him you felt compelled to put on a front. In fact, everyone in this city made you feel like putting on a front. A sense of false optimism, but you knew deep down it was a hoax. It was like everyone was throwing empty bouts of positivity at one another hoping that at some point they themselves could absorb a fragment of it to use towards whatever goal had brought them here to begin with. But you’re frightened because in the back of your heart you have the feeling that no one ever absorbs the positivity. They’re all black holes here, but some of them have managed to keep the vacuum within themselves. Joni was one of them. Maybe not on purpose. Maybe he just hasn’t realized the blackness is even there yet.

You with your cynical wariness towards the gimmick of adulthood knew it wouldn’t be easy, but that didn’t mean you wanted to shut yourself down before you could even try. So for now, Joni and your friends were all sounding boards for aspirations that you hoped would be more than empty positivity. You were never the daydreaming type. You’d much rather go out and get something that you wanted.

A text free upload for y’all because I really loved shooting in...

Mon, 26 Mar 2018 18:02:52 -0700

A text free upload for y’all because I really loved shooting in Marin County with my love. I’m planning another nature/adventure shoot with one of my favorite models for April and I’m so incredibly excited. (For those of you who don’t know me yet, I’m usually behind the camera. Sometimes however, it’s nice to hop in front and remember that you’re beautiful.)

There’s seriously nothing better than creating content that you’re proud of.

You married

Mon, 26 Mar 2018 17:55:01 -0700

Not yet! My fiancé and I will be getting married at the end of May however!

Sometimes, I feel so far away and out of reach. The scariest...

Mon, 26 Mar 2018 03:13:56 -0700

Sometimes, I feel so far away and out of reach. The scariest part is that most of the time, I’m surrounded by those who love and care for me. The hardest part is watching it happen while my body is uninhabited. I’ve turned into a bit of a shell. The ones you hold up to your hear so you can hear the ocean, but what you’re truly hearing is the echo of empty cavities.

Sadness aside, I feel that tears of happiness are actually quite due at the current moment. Thanks to all 4000+ of you who are here with me.

I am truly humbled and grateful for the existence of each and every one of you. If it weren’t for this community and the work I have on my upcoming books, I’d be in a much darker place for certain.

Please keep believing in me. I will do my best. I will create my best for everyone. I want you all to know that these feelings never make you alone. You are never alone in what you feel.

Keep me in your thoughts and your circles of positivity. I want to release a new book soon to thank everyone for their support.

Is anybody out there? There is a real struggle and an art in...

Fri, 23 Mar 2018 22:38:46 -0700

Is anybody out there?

There is a real struggle and an art in creating meaningful connections and in this age, we’ve just about lost the art of it all. Connections have reached a point of extinction and we’re helpless in our digital cries.

Still growing…

Wed, 21 Mar 2018 21:24:58 -0700

Still growing…

I’m sure you get this a lot but I’ve been scrolling through your blog and you seriously look divine you are so beautiful 😭💓

Wed, 21 Mar 2018 12:18:01 -0700

Ahhh that’s seriously so sweet of you! I’m just a single soul in this universe trying to make art. Thank you so much for recognizing!

I actually don’t even get that much fan mail, but I really wish I did! I want to talk to more of my followers and get to know where they come from and who they are❤️😭

Thank you for brightening my day!

I recently went through a period of dissociative behavior. It...

Wed, 21 Mar 2018 00:42:35 -0700

I recently went through a period of dissociative behavior. It was so alienating and isolating yet it also gave me some serious insight on what the relationship between mind and body truly is like. I’ve been thinking about writing a story with a dissociative narrator and I’m not sure if he/she/they will be part of a short story or something much larger, but making use of an everyday inconvenience seems like a pretty major win to me.

Feeling especially good today! I’ve been making some slow but...

Tue, 20 Mar 2018 14:45:59 -0700

Feeling especially good today! I’ve been making some slow but steady progress on #JHAD and it’s enough to keep me going. Anyone into contemporary YA fiction? I’d love to get in touch with some beta readers!