Thoughts on Yesterday’s NYC Subway Attack.

I moved to Sunset Park with my family 22 years ago. This neighborhood has been home to where both my mother and father grew up in, and one that my sibling and I have grown up in as well. I was 6-years-old. I traveled these streets with friends as a teenager. I visited these stores and parks as I was growing up. I went to elementary and middle school in the neighborhood and made friends with those who lived in the area as well.

Sunset Park is what we call “the melting pot” of South Brooklyn. In our neighborhood that expands 30 blocks and 4 avenues, we are surrounded by Hispanics, Asians, Jewish people, and a mixture of every other demographic in New York. It’s a neighborhood that you don’t hear much about in the news unless it’s about our annual Puerto Rican Day Parade on 5th Avenue or the Lunar New Year Festival on 8th Avenue.

So when the events of today’s horrible and tragic mass shooting happened within our neighborhood this morning, most of us– if not all– were left frozen in shock.

Around 8:30am on Tuesday morning, a gunman threw a gas canister in a Northbound N-train between the (presumably) 59th Street and 36th street stops. When the train pulled into the 36th street train station, the doors opened and smoke engulfed the train station. Dozens of people on that specific train cart fled the train, whether it was to run away from the scene or out of the train station, or to fall on the ground of the platform, bloody, waiting for help to come their way. In the end, 30 people were injured and/or hurt; 10 people were shot while on that train. As I am writing this, an investigation is still active and the suspect is still at-large.

I woke up this morning not really understanding the severity of it all. I was getting ready for work like I would normally do, and checked the bus that would take me at least halfway to my job. There was only one bus on-route, which was an hour away. Yeah, that particular bus takes a while to come to my stop, but it has never been to that extent. When I got on social media to read more about what was going on, I couldn’t help but feel sick to my stomach. A train station, which is literally 10 minutes away from me and that I frequently go on to travel myself, was now a crime scene. It was now surrounded by NYPD, FDNY, and even the Bomb Squad. It was crazy to think something like that would happen so close to home. I stayed home for my own safety and to ease my anxieties of traveling even though it wouldn’t be on the train itself.

It’s now a couple of hours later and the helicopters aren’t as audible as they were when it was daytime. There aren’t sirens going off every 5 minutes like they were earlier on in the day. For the most part, everything has calmed down for the night, but it doesn’t mean that waking up tomorrow for the morning commute are going to be easy. Any New Yorker is.

For the families and friends who directly were affected by this tragic event, my heart goes out for you. These people were mothers and fathers, sons and daughters, friends and so much more to those on that train this morning. I can’t help but think about my own family and what they would have had to go through if one of us were involved in such a tragic event.

It hits you harder when you see your own neighborhood on TV with dozens of medical assistance, news vans with reporters, and NYPD activity as heavy as it was earlier today. You walk out of your house and it immediately feels like a scene of a movie. It’s unfathomable. It’s something that normally doesn’t happen. It’s something that shouldn’t ever happen to any neighborhood in real life. But sadly, it does, and for a neighborhood as amazing as SUnset Park, I am saddened that this tragic event will forever taunt the beauty behind this neighborhood.

We have to be better and smarter about what goes on into our neighborhoods. We need to end this non-stop violence on the subway and make New Yorkers feel safe again. We travel the 5 boroughs on public transportation, and to take that away from us due to the fear that our morning commutes on a new day or to go home after work or school will turn for the absolute worst. We need to do something about all this violence in our communities and enforce rules to help protect ourselves.

I will forever be a New Yorker, a Brooklynnite, and Sunset Park Resident (whether I move elsewhere in the future or not). We are strong, resident, and able to come together to fight what is right for our community.

Important, Twelve Letters of Lizmas: 2021

Day 12: Merry Christmas from Letters From Liz!

Dear, guys – welcome back to Letters From Liz!

Merry Christmas to those who celebrate the holiday! It’s the most magical day of the year! It’s crazy to think that Christmas is finally here! I hope everyone is having a great day with loved ones & that it’s full of joy and love!

Thank you to everyone that has read the blog over the past year and to see it grow into what it is today. I spent the past year telling stories of other people I created, as well as my own during the process of my weight loss surgery journey. It’s definitely been a unconventional year for the blog as I steered away from what I used to write, but I am so glad to those who still stayed around and read the stories I wrote, fictional and not.

I wanted to come on here and share something that was dear to my heart: my publication on The Journal of Basic Writing! The recent issue has been officially published on their website, and I’m so excited to share it with you guys!

This article started in the midst of the 2020 pandemic lockdown. I reached out to my mentor, Ro, about writing an article since we’ve been planning on collating on one since I graduated from grad school in 2018. We came together to write our separate parts within a week of discussing it, and since then it’s been in the works for the last year and 9 months. It’s crazy to finally see the publication up and live and be a part of a journal that I personally used for my own research in my Masters Thesis and this journal article.

First, I would like to thank my mentor for working on this article with me. With your busy schedule and many other publications in the works, I was honored that you wanted to work with me on my first ever scholarly publication. I aspire to be like you; to have accomplish so much and to still be so young, it’s a journey I can only imagine that wasn’t easy, but you’re definitely inspiring new scholars like me to go after the things I am passionate about! Thank you for being a part of my life even after graduate school, and for being a good friend!

Without further ado, here’s the article! Merry Christmas once again and I will see you in the new year for our annual “Anniversary Celebration”!

“Encouraging Student Voices: Toward a Voice-Based and Antiracist Culture from the MA Program to Basic Writing”:


A Blog Update!

Dear, guys – welcome back to Letters From Liz!

It’s been a hot minute since I did such a casual post like this, but I figured I write things in advance so I can let you guys know what’s to come for the blog!

Now, as most of you probably know, the blog has become a home for both The Teenage Tell-Tale and The Something Series for the past year. I’ve been really in love with being able to write for my writing universe and having them posted on a place where they can live and be read through other people’s perspectives! In my spare time, I’ve been a penpal writer to many people across the US (and some international penpal writers as well) and have shared my universes with a couple of them, which is truly exciting and makes me super happy!

While I have those two series scheduled for future posts in advance, I decided that with the holidays around the corner, it was only right to bring a tradition back to the blog…

The 12 Letters of Lizmas!

Get ready for 12 days of blogging, y’all!

For those who are new to the blog, 12 Letters of Lizmas is the official countdown to Christmas here on the blog! Starting on December 14th to Christmas Day, we publish a new blog post! Some posts reign tradition, like the year recap we reflect on Christmas Eve and reintroduce ourselves on the first day of Lizmas, plus more of our main characters and their stories will be told as well! Personally, I’ve been thinking about introducing a new series as well! They’ve been on the blog plenty of times before, so I figured I wanted to actually set a storyline/timeline for these two… I’m excited to show you guys who these two are!

For the time being, I’ll be going on a little hiatus until then to start prepping for the daily blogging!

Until the next one, and thank you for supporting the blog!


Why I Haven’t Been Writing.

Dear, guys – welcome back to Letters From Liz.

First off, I want to start off by apologizing for not finishing Blogust this year. I mean, I don’t think anyone really noticed, but I did, and the writer’s side of me has been disappointed lately at the lack of writing I’ve been doing on here, in my free time, and creatively. It’s been… a weird couple of weeks for me.

I returned back to work and although things aren’t stressful, the upkeep and activity needed takes a toll on my body. Because of that, I’ve been experiencing a level of fatigue that, well, has been different to what I usually go through, and it’s causing me to not want to do anything but rest my body and my mind.

I’ve also been really busy getting prepared for bariatrics surgery in a couple of months. When I’m not at work, I’m pretty much taking every test needed to be cleared for surgery, which is a lot at times. I know everything will be fine in the long run, but the process to get there is… a lot to process in the first time.

I also have been spending a lot of time online in the kpop community and talking to my friends on the platform. My best friend, Ro, has been writing their own universe and to be quite honest, being in their universe has been really hard to be in my own, which is completely fine! Haha, their writing universe is so fascinating and interesting and I enjoy being so invested in it and like wow, they are a hell of a writer. But yeah, I just been wanting to spend my time with my friends whenever I can because they are some of the few reasons why my days are so much better.

I’m in a really good place, despite me having moments when I’m not; it’s just the human in me. But, I still haven’t been motivated to write, and I don’t know why it’s taking me this long to write something. Am I just in a funk? Am I just too busy? Am I falling out of love with writing?

Stop, Liz. That’s not the case.

The truth of the matter is, I’ve been… feeling inspiration through my eyes, as in I’ve been taking pictures of places and things that have been inspirational to me. Is that weird, stopping in the middle of the sidewalk to take a picture of literally anything and find it inspirational?

I think I’m just… taking life as it comes. I feel like I need to capture moments more than anything these days. I feel like time is such a precious thing, and I’m afraid of not being able to see certain things in my life, in certain moments, at certain times. Is that weird? I feel like I may be blabbering. Something about being outside makes me feel… alive, and I just always wanna capture it on my phone.

I really do hope that this “funk” I am in with my writing goes away soon, because I really do miss being on the blog, just writing things for you guys, for the blog, and most importantly – for myself.

Thanks again for hanging around.


A Writer’s Thoughts on the Horrific Events: A Rant.

Dear, guys – welcome back to Letters From Liz.

I created this blog for a space of positivity and an escape from the negative things happening around us constantly during these times. As a writer, I feel like half of my job is to provide content for people who need that mental escape for just a couple of minutes, whether it’s to read some creative writing scenes about characters living different types of lives, to discovering some new music and genres, or relating to some of their inner struggles with some of mine that we might share. Whatever type of content brings you some peace for just a moment or two, I hope Letters From Liz creates that for you.

With that being said, the other half of my job is to use my platform to speak out on the important things and yes, use my white privilege to speak out for those who can’t do so without their lives immediately being in danger by authority.

On May 25th, 2020, George Floyd, an unarmed Black man, died under police custody in Minneapolis. He was pinned to the ground by Police Officer Derek Chauvin; his knee was on George Floyd’s neck for 8 minutes and 46 seconds. In that time, he claimed that he couldn’t breathe, and died because he couldn’t breathe. Another white police officer taking the life of another unarmed person of color for no fucking reason, and the justice system doing little to nothing about it.

To make matters worse, protests all around the country have been going on once the video of George Floyd went viral this past week. These protests while some peaceful and others (by white people) were destroying property, police officers were quick to shut down the peaceful ones; one in particular took place just 30 minutes from where I live in NYC.

Yesterday, people gather around the Barclay’s Center in Brooklyn to protest their rights and have their voices. In the videos taken, police officers were brutally using force to break things up; night sticks being used as weapons, tossing people off of bikes and stone platforms in the area, trying not giving a fuck about anything or anyone’s safety but their own.

This narrative of “white cop killing unarmed black person” is one that should’ve ended years ago. Too many people of color have been tragically murdered in the hands of authority. Too many people of color were just living their lives as normal as possible moments before they were killed by police. Walking home from the corner store. Walking outside of their own home. Sleeping in their own home. These innocent people of color killed for being innocent civilians. And no, selling CDs and cigarettes doesn’t equal murder, not when we have white people shooting up schools and churches and again innocent people of color just because they are fucking racist white supremacist sons of bitches NOT having the same level of punishment or any punishment at all. I think about all these outcomes from these heinous murders with little to no consequence. Not arrested, charges against person dropped, killers just living their lives as normal as possible. But let it be a person of color just simply enjoying the nice weather that we’re having, and they don’t know if their lives will be taken next by the hands (and weapons) of police officers. It’s fucking disgusting and there needs to be more outrage from more people, not from just people of color, but from white people who have white privilege. Those whose lives are more secure than people of color.

We are all tired and fed up having to share another innocent POC’s name on social media. We are all tired watching the gruesome videos online, of people getting shot 41 times for no reason, bleeding out, dying for the world to see. We are all tired hearing the stories of how these innocent POCs were just carrying on with their lives and these officers who BEEN KNOWN TO USE EXCESSIVE FORCE IN THE PAST getting second chances. As a white person, I fear for the safety of my POC friends, their families and their friends and worry one day, God forbid, it’s their names going viral on social media. I’m speaking for those whose voices are silenced by stereotypes and white supremacist with horrible, dumbfounding, racist perspectives on life. I’m speaking because although my appearances labels me as white, half of my family who are fully Latino/a have been racially profiled, sent to prison for minor inconveniences, and whose stereotypes have been targeted by entitled, racist white people.

I’m tired of hearing nothing but injustice for these families, friends, and for the POC community. This needs to stop.

Speak out loud, be the barrier for these POC lives, amplify their lives because they fucking matter.

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Happy 400th Letter, Letters From Liz!

Dear, guys – welcome back to Letters From Liz!

Three years and some change ago, I decided I wanted to start a blog because I was in my first year of grad school and wasn’t writing creatively as much as I wanted to anymore. It launched on my 23rd birthday, and honestly, the rest is history.

We’re now in 2020 and we are writing our 400th post!

Writing these posts on the blog has helped me become more open and aware and honest with myself in ways I used to be terrified of. Exposing myself through my writing allowed me to accept the fact that I’m not perfect, that I can be toxic in my habits, and that I don’t always have to have the answer to every problem in my life. It’s allowed me to see the progression of my self-discovery journey through my writing, and if my writing has helped my readers in any way gather their thoughts or spread some sort of happiness in their lives, then I’ve done my job as a writer.

This last year of posts has been my absolute favorite because I’ve had the time to focus and write what I wanted to write instead of just rushing things out for the sake of staying on my schedule. Although LFL is still very much a hobby of mine, I’m still very happy to commit my creativity to the blog and consider this a passion project of mine.

So thank you for following along, and thank you for supporting LFL in any way possible!

Here are just some of my favorite posts I’ve written since we last hit our milestone:

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A Message About COVID-19 From LFL.

Dear, guys – welcome back to Letters From Liz.

I’m writing this letter to my readers as a reminder that through this stressful time not only for NYC but for the rest of the world, that I’m here to be your gateway to some positivity and reassuring advice.

Not only are we all afraid of this unknown, infectious disease affecting our physical health, we must also take into consideration that this isolation and distance from society can take a toll on your mental health as well.

I am especially thinking about those who are now forced to stay indoors in their homes, aka the place that they escape from daily due to it being a toxic environment, abusive, or bad for their mental health. I worry for those that will go through major waves of depression due to the fact that not only they can’t escape from their triggers, but they also have to worry when or if this pandemic will get better anytime soon.

I use work as my escape from home because my home can become very bad for my mental health if I’m home for way too long. Before I started this job, I was home constantly, not knowing where to go or who to escape to, and because of that my depression skyrocketed. Not only am I afraid that might happen if my workplace is forced to close until further notice, but I also worry about my own sibling who shares the same feelings and emotions about our environment as I do.

So please, if you are feeling stuck, lost, or just alone during this isolating time, please reach out to family and friends that make you happy. Please don’t allow the sadness get to you, don’t let the media scare you even more, just do what you have to do to keep yourself safe: physically and mentally.

During this time, I am spending my time writing more and enjoying the things that make me happiest, whether that be listening to KPop music, talking to my coworkers (correction: friends) through group chat, and getting to know some awesome people through social media; anything to keep my mind busy and away from my surroundings and bad thoughts is a win in my book.

I wish you all the best during this difficult time. If you ever need some reading material during this time, the blog is up and running for you guys! My schedule is still the same: new posts every Tuesday and Saturday and perhaps if I get the time to write some more, we may actually add a third day to the schedule for the time being!

Thank you so much for following and supporting LFL in any way possible.

Stay safe!

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Important, Twelve Letters of Lizmas: 2019

What’s to Come on Letters From Liz!

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Dear, guys – welcome back to Letters From Liz!

How is everyone’s little holiday break going? If you’re one of the lucky ones that have the entire holiday week off, I envy you. I literally have to go back to work tomorrow and Friday, which to come and think of it, that’s not even bad so what am I talking about?

Anyway, Christmas is officially creeping upon us, which means that the Twelve Letters of Lizmas are coming to an end. I hope you guys enjoyed reading this year’s content as much as I enjoyed writing it, despite me having one of the craziest weeks of work and having to spend my lunch breaks on writing content; I guess that’s a writer’s life for you!

Every year on Christmas, I used that day to talk about some of the future plans for the blog regarding content, schedule changes, new year goals, whatever the case may be. This year’s Christmas post is a little bit different, so I’m letting you guys know a little earlier that once the Twelve Letters of Lizmas concludes, the blog will be going on a mini-hiatus to prepare for our next big event:


The Letters From Liz Anniversary Celebration!

For those who are new to the blog, Letters From Liz was once called TNTH (Today’s News, Tomorrow’s Headline) and on January 9th, 2017, I launched this blog in celebration of my 23rd birthday, as well as a new beginning to my writing craft & passion. Technically, the name change happened in February of this year, but the blog officially launched in January, and every year we write content for 9 days straight leading up the blog’s birthday (and mine).

The blog will be turning 3 while I’ll be turning 26. I am not ready.

Anyway, the LFL Anniversary Celebration will begin on WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 1ST, 2020 @ 12 NOON! Relax and take care of that New Year’s Eve hangover by checking out the blog!

I’ll see you guys then, and I hope you enjoy the rest of the Lizmas content coming your way this week!

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Happy December! Here’s An LFL Update!

Dear, guys – welcome to Letters From Liz!

Wow, 2019 is coming to an end, you guys! With the Thanksgiving weekend coming to an end, Christmas is around the corner, then New Years, and BAM, it’s 2020. And might I add, it will be my 26th birthday as well as the blog’s 3rd year anniversary in January! 

But before we get that far, we have to celebrate the holidays first, and for the past two years on the blog, we did something called Twelve Days of TNTHmasBut wait, Liz, this blog is now called Letters From Liz! Well, it doesn’t mean old traditions on the blog will die!

May I present to you this year’s Twelve Letters of Lizmas!

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For new-time readers of the blog, hi, welcome to our little community, and for the twelve days leading to Christmas, we post new content daily!

Starting December 14th, 2019, we will be posting new content for the following 12 days leading to Christmas. Whether it’s holiday-related posts, voiceless rants, travel diaries, mental health talk, self-appreciation Saturdays, music podcasts, whatever it may be; we got you covered!

To prepare for the special occasion, the blog will be going on a two-week hiatus! So finish those finals exams and papers, go do your Christmas shopping, listen to all the Christmas music your heart (and mind) can take while you wait for some sweet content from us!

See you guys in two weeks!