I’m Proud Of My Brother For Making the Junior Olympics!!!

photoMy little brother is following in my footsteps. Well, I can’t really call him little anymore hee hee. Anyway, RJ’s on a track team that was able to qualify for the Junior Olympics held in Michigan. I’m so proud of him! The feature will be in The Journal newspaper soon, so I can’t wait to read it.

Hopefully, the team can raise enough donations to be able to travel there. It would suck to qualify, then not be able to attend. I’m keeping my fingers crossed that we can get these young men to Detroit. It’s always cool to see accomplishments in the local paper, especially by young people (our future).

RJ’s the farthest on the left, and my cousin Marquel is standing beside him. It’s funny because me and RJ are 13 years apart, and we have nothing in common. I’m a big ole introvert and a self-proclaimed geek. He’s a charming, popular athlete.

Wishing him and the rest of the team best of luck!

As a writer, I’m definitely observing the process of raising money for a particular goal. You never know when a story idea or a sub-plot can come in handy. So far, they’ve been trying to find sponsors, will have a feature in the paper (hopefully, some locals will want to help), and had a car wash (hopefully more events are planned). Guys, it may be time to have an auction for your time–if all the teen TV shows can do it, then why can’t it happen in real life hee hee.

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby

Day 3 (My First Zero)


It’s only the 3rd day of NaNo, and I already have a zero. Yippie!

I had a hair appointment. On those days, I like to sit under the dryer with my kindle. Afterwards, I usually go straight home. Instead, I had to detour to Ranson. I was invited to a dinner party, and it would’ve been rude if I declined the offer.

I thought that once I reached home, I could start Trapped: A Novella. I’m used to writing late anyway, so no problems. Right? Wrong…that idea went down the drain when it was very late at night and we were still in Ranson. In the building, I moved to a corner in the back of the room to read my kindle. Rude? Maybe…but my day had to be productive somehow. What better way than to work on my book reviews.

Since there was no way of getting back home before the midnight deadline, I hung out at the Race Track, expecting to watch the Mayweather fight. Apparently, the place doesn’t show fights anymore because no one shows until the main event. It’s a waste of money to order those packages, including matches no one cares about. I had fun regardless. I watched people on the dance floor. It’s especially interesting to see the crowd of guys standing in circles with their cups of beer, just staring at the ladies dancing, probably wishing someone would dance with them. Hello, just ask. You never know.

Am I disappointed that I had a zero word count? No, because I know I’ll make it up eventually.

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby

Today Has Been…Interesting

Silly me for thinking obtaining a business license in the state of West Virginia would be easy. I should’ve known better…

Yesterday, I asked one of the clerks at the courthouse if I could buy a business license there. She told me that I’d have to apply online through the Secretary of State website. When I looked, I was discouraged because there wasn’t an option for sole proprietorship.

Today, I called Jefferson’s county Chamber of Commerce. My exact question: “Do I need a business license if I want to become a self-published author? I wouldn’t buy any books to sell. People would have to go online on Amazon to purchase my books.” She told me that she had no idea and that I’d have to ask someone higher up.

Which led to…

The Small Development Business Center in Berkeley county. She was very helpful. She told me that it isn’t necessary to obtain a business license to sell books; however, if you don’t then you can’t deduct expenses from your earnings. Yikes! She told me that it’ll only be $30 and is worth the fee. I think she said it was a one-lifetime payment, but I could be wrong. More likely, it will be once a year payment.

Which led to…

The WV State Tax Office (a 1-800 toll free number). She’s mailing me the business registration form tomorrow morning. I had the option of going to the tax office in Berkeley County but I can’t afford to take off work. Hopefully, once I fill it out, it’ll be smooth sailing. I hope it’s not a long waiting period to hear if you’re approved or rejected.

Anyway, I’m scolding myself for not doing this earlier. Hopefully, everything will work out, so I can still have my book release date set this month. It’s the only thing I’m waiting on. The formatting wasn’t difficult at all–may change my tune once I attempt to download onto PubIt, Amazon, Createspace, and Smashwords. Actually let me take this paragraph back; I don’t want to jinx myself LOL.


For fellow writers in West Virginia interested in self-publishing, here’s useful contact numbers:

  • Jeff. Co. Chamber of Commerce 304-725-2055
  • Small Dev. Bus. Center 304-596-6642
  • WV State Tax Dept. 1-800-422-2075 and/or http://www.wvtax.org

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby

Why Do Crushes Revert You Back To Junior High?

Crushes come and go. But while you have them, you get intense feelings for someone, butterflies in your stomach, insert any corny description hee hee…

In school, I was a pretty private person. I wouldn’t reveal my crushes to anyone, not even my family or friends. One day in the 12th grade, I got the bright idea to engage in girl talk with my two classmates Katie and Janice. We had a couple classes together and they were always cool towards me.

I confessed that I had a crush on Junior H., a junior in our Business Law class. He was a class clown (back then, I was attracted to anyone who could make me laugh). He looked like a younger, cuter version of John Malkovich. It felt good to get that off my chest. I figured we could have a secret amongst ourselves and something to gossip about when we were bored with the lecture.

That same day at lunch, I walked to the line to get food (it must have been stromboli or pizza day because anything else I always ate cookies and chips from the vending machines). Junior H. was seated with a group of friends. With a huge, sneaky grin, he said, “Hey Yawatta” in a sing-songy voice. Taken aback, I said “hi”. He had never acknowledged my presence outside of class before; that should have been my first clue that something was up. My second clue–he wouldn’t stop staring at me with his goofy smile. His eyes followed me through the line. To tell you the truth, I couldn’t even tell you if his friends were snickering or not because I only focused on his odd behavior.

Well let me tell ya, the girls informed me that they had told him my secret. I was flabbergasted; I didn’t want him to know. How embarrassing! Everyone in our class already knew Junior H. had a crush on the triplets, Brianna and Bridget, even though he had no shot in hell. Our Business Law classmates and teacher always teased him about it. He took it all in stride, never missing an opportunity to flirt with them.

That day and for the rest of 2nd semester, the class and Ms. Williams-Grant picked on Junior H. and me about my crush. I appreciated that he was nice about the situation. He could’ve turned into an arrogant douchebag, but that wasn’t his style. Every day she’d point out how much I was a catch (how embarrassing!) and would encourage him to take me to prom. Good times. Good times.

Even though that experience happened, it didn’t discourage me in college from revealing who my crushes were. Sometimes it feels good to get it off your chest. To put the ball in someone else’s court and if nothing happens, then it’s easier to move on.

Yesterday reminded me of this incident because I confessed that I used to have a crush on someone, with the girl thinking maybe I never stopped liking the guy. I had been alone with two girls; its a guy we all know. Will it be a repeat of Business Law class?

Anyone have any funny or interesting experiences to share about revealing your crush on a person?

Keep smiling,

Yawatta Hosby