The Kimmaverse is what happened when I stopped trying to squeeze my brain into one respectable little box.
I’m Kimberly Ann Hawes. My grandson calls me Kimma. I’m a writer, business strategist, cultural commentator, visual artist, professional side-eye distributor, and beautifully dressed loner with a documented preference for animals over unnecessary human interaction.
For years, my interests looked unrelated. I could study a painting and see a business. Examine a business and locate the money hiding inside it. Watch a political circus and start researching countries, visas, residency programs, cultural etiquette, and apartments with balconies.
It looked scattered from the outside. It was never scattered. I was seeing connections.
The Kimmaverse is where all those connections finally live together.
It includes political satire, international exit strategies, travel intelligence, overlooked business opportunities, portable income, cultural etiquette, Pepper Saint Clair, Hawsé Sumi, Rocky the raccoon, and an expanding collection of words that did not exist until ordinary English failed the assignment…The Daily Fuckcabulary
It is quirky, strategic, beautiful, occasionally profane, and far more organized than it first appears.
Welcome to the Kimmaverse.