Hey there, I’m Monie.
I’m a writer, mama, memory keeper, and redhead raised on Southern grace —
with a mouthful of metaphors and a heart that still believes in more.
I want this space to help you feel something —
a little more seen, a little more grounded, a little more you.
Pull up a chair. I’ll pour something warm.
Stay as long as you need.
welcome, friend!
I’m a 90s mixtape of faith, food, feeling, and fire.
I’ve done the pencil rewind sitting cross-legged on the floor.
I’ve Learned to love with the volume up and the windows down.
I write for the hungry-hearted — the ones who still believe in slow mornings, singing in the car, dancing in the kitchen, and grace that shows up in the mess.
Pull up a chair— let’s press play.
Come as you are. Leave what you need. Take what feeds you.
The F-Words I Live By
Not just categories — these are breadcrumbs. Follow what you need.
FAITh + Frank
Not loud. Not labeled.
Just lived.
Sacred reflections and soul-deep truth-telling with a splash of sass.
FOOD
Recipes, yes. But also memory, nourishment, and soul.
Comfort food with a backstory — shared like an heirloom.
FEELING
Grief, joy, longing, rage, hope —
all welcome.
Tender truths for those who feel everything and still show up.
FIRE
The kind of fire that refines
and reveals.
The passion, purpose, and truth-telling that keep us lit up.