About Rita 2.0

Rita sitting at her desk

Rita sitting at her desk

Rita is a first generation, Cuban-American, born and raised in Los Angeles. Mother to three boys, Montgomery, Westleigh, and Quinton, Rita calls her sons “…the loves of my life” adding, “There’s no more pure, real, unconditional love than that of a parent for their child; my sons complete me and I feel whole. Though the love for one’s children isn’t a romantic kind of love in the usual sense, it’s so sweet that romantic love is like a cherry on top; if it’s there, that’s nice. If it’s not, my life is still sweet.”

Creative writing from a very early age came naturally for Rita. She feels that her own mother’s love for reading — and plenty of books in the house at all times — ensured her curiosity about language, in general. “The first book I remember reading was a small Spanish-English dictionary that I discovered lodged between the books in our coffee and end tables. I think I still have it. And yes, I scribbled and wrote in it, too. The second book I remember reading was a Spanish bible. It was green and had a stamp on the front cover, ‘Placed by the Gideons.’ I’m sure my parents thought it was a gift left for them in a Holiday Inn hotel room. I also read ‘The Missing Dimension in Sex’ before I read Cinderella. Trust me, I had no idea why reproductive organs complicated life so much or why that book was in the coffee table. Thank God for Scholastic Book fairs in grade school.”

Rita’s mother, Carmen, is also a gifted writer with an emphasis on poetry. Rita explains that she found her mother’s writings in the bottom drawer in her bureau, buried beneath summer clothes. “I found a composition notebook in my drawer and of course I read it. I knew my mother’s life wasn’t easy — my father, God rest him, was hideous — and I realized my mother was pouring her heart out into this journal. I remember crying when I discovered a red rose pressed between the pages.” Rita adds, with a wicked laugh, “My mother also hid, unfortunately, a dirty novel in that same drawer. I read that, too. I remember the title, the publisher, and the gruesome details. Scarred me for life.”

But Rita explains that writing isn’t just a hobby in her family tree and explains, “My mother’s father was a very well-known professor in Cuba. He was a writer, an orator, and a political speech writer. I never met my maternal grandfather, but I see his legacy in my sons. My eldest and youngest have beautiful, creative writing skills, and my middle son is the orator!”

Rita cites her own desire to understand herself as the impetus to learn about human nature, and to write about it. “By age 12 I was sure of one thing: I didn’t understand me. I didn’t like the way I felt and it wasn’t just hormones. I was pretty sure I was a creature from outer space before I even knew what aliens were. I ended up with a copy of ‘I’m OK–You’re OK’, that I found in my mother’s collection, and a ‘Cosmo’s Bedside Astrologer’ insert in a fashion magazine she brought home from work for me. The contradiction in me was reflected in the ‘self-help’ material I had to work with. You can imagine my confusion.”

With a background in psychology, Rita went on to coach others in their personal lives. “I coached people (whether or not I understood that was what I was doing, in the beginning) from 1994 until just this year. I actually decided this July that I was done coaching. I realized I was burned out. I look back now and feel that over 20 years of coaching people in different ways is enough. I’ve released myself from my former incarnation and feel good about embracing a version of myself that’s inline and harmony with who I am today. I feel good about this — I’m ready to move on now.” I asked Rita if she thinks people will release her from their expectations. “Release me? No one can contain me; I’m single.”

Rita spends most of her free time writing. She makes her physical home somewhere out in the country, most of the time. But she likes to make a point that she’s an “…engaged global citizen with residences in multiple dimensions.”

The best way to reach Rita is, according to her, “Telepathy. If I don’t get back to you, you get it — or you don’t.”


R. De Santos
Los Angeles, CA
November, 2014

  1. Good day! Do you use Twitter? I’d like to follow you if that would be okay. I’m definitely enjoying your blog and look forward to new posts.

  2. You are beautiful inside and out. Anyone who is a friend should count themselves lucky.
    I know I do! People like you are a rare breed and I’m glad I have you in my life (even though it’s online now) and got to play with you when we were little lol.

    • Rita Evelyn Yáñez

      LOL!!! I am blessed to know you, every day, little girl! I you want to know a memory I have of you? That you were the prettiest little girl I’d ever seen, I loved your hair, your smile, your sweetness! I’m honored to know you every day and proud to call you friend — I’m proud of YOU and I speak of you to even Todd, often! Love you, girl, keep it going — keep doing what you love and never stop!


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