Saturday, March 31, 2012

Spring It Forward. . .


Spring is in the Air and that means new authors, as well as a few seasoned ones, are bringing about fresh and exciting books for all to enjoy!  Each month, Mello & June, It's a Book Thang! Book Blog partnering with AAMBC (African-Americans on the Move Book Club) will be showcasing authors and their recent work.  There are links provided for you to download/purchase books, as well as contact information of the authors.  It is our hope that you enjoy these books, and show your love and support of the Indie Author.  We Thank You!  We're Changing the Literary World One Word at a Time!  Happy Reading!




On the run with $100,000 counterfeit cash and a suspect in a murder case, Face is back hitting licks and looking for a place to settle.  When licked for the $100,000 in Baltimore, he is forced to put his girl Jazz to the street. Jazz takes to the street all too well.

After a couple encounters she desires more than the small town streets and lax security Face has to offer. Jazz comes across a trick that offers a stable life and some opportunities. She takes the stash, skips town and begins to start a new life under a new name.

Face discovers Jazz s found happiness in the straight life and goes insane. She can t be happy without him. He d rather her dead. Jazz must compensate and suffer for the hard times Face felt when she departed or he will kill her and destruct everything around them.

Face knows where she is…. Jazz feels Face s presence and lives in a paranoid state, two steps ahead from Face. No matter what, Jazz isn't far enough away. Both Face and Jazz are one hundred miles and running from danger.




BIO:

Q.B. Wells is the publisher of Art Official Media LLC and an author living in Baltimore City, Maryland. He has written books (Blackface, Doughboy), book reviews, articles and essays about urban literature and culture for The Urban Book Source, Urbania Magazine and  www.UrbaniaMag.com. A member of the Independent Book Publishers Association, Q.B. Wells presents workshops on publishing at local community centers and organizations. A visionary and entrepreneur, Q.B. Wells taught with the Baltimore City Public School System for several years before transitioning into teaching writing classes at Towson University. One Hundred Miles and Running (Blackface 2) is his second novel.

Get to know the author:
1. Introduce yourself and style of writing to readers.

My name is Q.B. Wells. My writing style is topical, aggressive and plot driven. My books can be found on the shelves next to other urban book titles but I think they are more crime fiction.

2. With the onslaught of books available to the public, what can you do to get your books into the hands of readers?

Meet and engage readers in person and not only online. Sometimes I find readers have bought my books because of the urban fiction genre.  I’m more excited when I find readers that picked up the book because they met me in person and invested their time.

3. What will readers enjoy most about One Hundred Miles and Running?

Readers will enjoy the action, plot and the humor of the narrative.  The book is a lot faster paced and more suspenseful than Blackface.  And they will be delighted that there is a female protagonist. Finally will like to see the growth in the characters.

4. Where did you get the idea and inspiration to write One Hundred Miles and Running?

One Hundred Miles and Running (Blackface 2) is the second book in the Blackface Trilogy. I had to continue to give the readers what they wanted and chose the characters to follow based on reader feedback.

5. Where do you foresee yourself 12 months from today?

Publishing some great books and authors. I hope to publish some of my nonfiction work and looking to shoot a short film or documentary.  Some form of film from an Art Official Media title is a goal in the next year.

6. What is next and how can readers contact you?
www.ArtOfficialMedia.com
www.facebook.com/qbwells
www.twitter.com/qbwells

 7. Where can readers get this book?

You can get the title at any bookstore. You can also download or buy the paperback at Amazon, Barnes and Noble and Itunes.

Buy Book/Contact the author:  You can get the title at any bookstore. You can also download or buy the paperback at Amazon, Barnes and Noble and Itunes.

Publisher:
http://www.artofficialmedia.com/urban-media-store.html

 Kindle:http://www.amazon.com/Hundred-Running-Blackface-Trilogy-ebook/dp/B006GCV1G8

 Nook - http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/one-hundred-miles-and-running-q-b-wells/1103040050?ean=2940013434783

 ITunes - http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/one-hundred-miles-and-running/id484834011?mt=11

 Book Trailerhttp://youtu.be/4VaVvmPr1IE


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Stephanneth Adams is a Spiritual Life Motivator, Author, and Women’s Health Nurse Practitioner (2012). She was born in Maryland to the proud parents Dr. Stenneth & Mrs. Stephanie Adams. Her life’s purpose is to use her God-given gifts to help foster the success of women spiritually, mentally, socially, and physiologically. Stephanneth has always found that expressing herself through writing & dance came naturally for her. She is a born Motivator. 

This is her purpose that she realized in her late teens that God wanted to use. After placing her life in God’s hand at the age of 17, Steph began her journey of walking into her destiny. She hasn’t always been a perfect woman, but God has always been there to reshape and transform her into the woman that He desires her to be. Steph believes that God has called her to live her life as an inspiration to others. Through her own life’s journey she has learned life principles that will help any woman and how to depend on the One who supplies her needs.


Get to know the author:

1. Who is Stephanneth Adams?

Stephanneth Adams is a Spiritual Life Motivator, Author, and Women’s Health Nurse Practitioner (2012). She was born in Maryland to the proud parents Dr. Stenneth & Mrs. Stephanie Adams. Her life’s purpose is to use her God-given gifts to help foster the success of women spiritually, mentally, socially, and physiologically. Stephanneth has always found that expressing herself through writing & dance came naturally for her. She is a born Motivator.

This is her purpose that she realized in her late teens that God wanted to use. After placing her life in God’s hand at the age of 17, Steph began her journey of walking into her destiny. She hasn’t always been a perfect woman, but God has always been there to reshape and transform her into the woman that He desires her to be. Steph believes that God has called her to live her life as an inspiration to others. Through her own life’s journey she has learned life principles that will help any woman and how to depend on the One who supplies her needs.

To put it in a nut shell, Steph is a woman journeying through life just like everyone else. She’s faced ups and downs, pain, sadness, grief, obstacles, you name it. However, there is one thing that rings true for her life, someone up above has His hands guiding her to a place of destiny. It’s eminent when you look at her life.

2. What’s your purpose?
My purpose is to bring healing to every woman. I am just tired of the façade that we put on, when it is so evident that women are still hurting. We lack an understanding of who we are, why we were created, how to get over our past, how to be successful, and how to have the right type of relationships. Yet, we put on a front to pretend that we know all of these things. The truth is that we don’t. No one is teaching us. Look at the television media, who has a truly stable life in Hollywood? The answer is, very few people do in that industry. Look at the church, who has stability there? I will say that more people have a stable life in the church than in Hollywood, but there are still many people going to church who are unstable. Why? No one wants to face the truth about who they are. We don’t want to confront our issues and what has affected us throughout life. This is something that I don’t quite understand because in order to develop for the future, you have to understand your past. You learn from it, heal from it, and close it. Then, you can walk into your future.

So many of us want to do just that, but we don’t know where to start. How do we journey from our past into our future? That’s where I come in and I assist women to do that. My purpose is to get women to stop placing blame on other people and situations. To re-evaluate things and focus on how they contributed to the situations or how they have allowed it to affect them up to today. It’s a tough thing to do, but unless it’s done, women will go to the grave never truly experiencing the life that God always wanted to give them when they were little girls. We can continue to put on a façade like everything is peachy keen and like we never faced a problem if we want to, but you will only deprive yourself of true freedom and purpose.

3. Why did you write this book?

I wrote this book because it is a part of my purpose. I am a healthcare provider first in career with a focus on health prevention and promotion for the adolescent to the aging woman. However, writing is a God given gift that He told me to use. When I sit down to write, something magical happens. When the content is read to others, their lives are changed and touched. There is power in writing. If I can change the lives of several women through writing, then my purpose has been fulfilled!

4. Who should read your book and why?

I believe that every woman should read my book because each of us is journeying through life. We each have experienced ups and downs in some sort of way. Every woman needs to know that she can survive the bad times of life, she needs to heal from her past, she needs to know her purpose, and she needs to find true love. Any woman who reads this book will find that there are areas of her life where she still experiences droughts (pain), areas that need to be watered and refreshed. This book will bring that refreshing water to her life.

5. What 4 questions must every woman ask herself?

1. What’s my purpose?
2. How do I get over my past?
3. How do I prepare for marriage?
4. How do I connect to my creator?

6. What does every woman need to know?

Every woman needs to know that she is worth it. She’s enough. She’s a princess born to a King. No matter what she has gone through in her life, it’s time to close that past and move forward!

7. Can non-Christians read your book?

Most certainly, especially if they desire to take a spiritual journey. A lot of times people want to re-connect to their creator, but they don’t know how to do that. This book finds a way to help you do that, whether you are a Christian or not. It’s a spiritual based book. It’s not a “churchy” book, but it does stand on biblical principles. You see, so many times church based things don’t get to the heart of the matter. They just glance through superficial things. This book gets to the heart of the matter and gives you a real perspective. It shows you why certain choices can bring heart ache and pain and why making better choices will bring happiness into your life. The book was designed to touch the heart of every woman and who knows her heart more than the One who created her? Her creator is out to love her, not condemn her. Neither am I out to condemn her, but love her through writing, right where she needs it the most, her heart.

Life’s Journey: Woman to Woman is a journey where you and the author travel the paths of life to find healing and purpose. It’s a personal journey as you complete the exercises provided after each motivational chapter which is geared to inspiring and motivating you to walk into the future that was planned for you ever since you were a little girl. Sometimes, as we travel through life we encounter heartache, pain, roadblocks, and negative circumstances that deter us from the future that we were meant to have. However, if we confront those past issues so that we can learn and heal from them, we can begin rediscovering the powerful woman that we were created to be. That’s what this book does, it assists you to confront your past, close the chapter, and walk into the purposeful future that you were always destined for.

The books major concept is: in order to walk into your destined future, you must close your past first. I see it this way; I can’t help women have a better future if I don’t assist them in forgiving their past failures (whatever she thinks those are). With forgiveness and closing the past, then women can truly walk into the best future. Every woman has a past, it may not be the same past as another woman, but she has one and needs to heal from it. After she heals, she can then find her career purpose, forgiveness, true love, and be better in all of her relationships. These principles are what my book is based on.

Excerpt:

~Process of Forgiveness~

1. Remove the belief that you have the right to get even with the people who have hurt you.
2. Re-examine your life. Look at your past circumstances and analyze the details. What are possible reasons for the person’s actions or remarks? Were they treated the same way in their past? Are they repeating a cycle? Do they realize that what they did negatively affected you? See the bigger picture.
3. Embrace the belief that forgiveness heals you, not your forgiver. Forgiveness is for YOU! Forgiveness breaks you free from feelings of resentment, discontent, hatred, bondage, and grief. Forgiveness removes the road blocks of your life.

~Letting Go of Past Pains Challenge~

I challenge you to begin your journey of forgiveness today! Ask God to begin to help you realize everyone that you need to forgive. Meditate on your life up to this point and remember those whom you haven’t forgiven. It’s not worth it to hold a grudge against them. In the long run you’re only hurting yourself. Un-forgiveness creates a heart full of heavy chains, resentment, and sadness. It creates road blocks that stop you from reaching your destiny. Think about this. The person you hate is living their life while you are stuck in the muck of your bitterness. They aren’t worried about you. They have moved on, but you haven’t. Let God take away your chains of hatred and bitterness through the process of forgiveness. Allow joy and peace to encompass you. Begin to live a life of freedom starting today.

Warning: the process of forgiveness is not easy! It’s painful in the beginning, but ends in everlasting joy.

Helpful tip: Do not focus on the pain during the process, but focus on the purpose of forgiveness.

Find the author:

Learn more about me at:
www.lifes-journey.org

Twitter: @Journey4women

Talk show:
www.blogtalkradio.com/lifesjourney

AIR LIVE every 2nd or 3rd Sunday of each month

Facebook:
www.facebook.com/lifesjourneywomantowoman

Email:  lifesjourney_w2w@yahoo.com

Purchase the book at:
www.amazon.com www.lifes-journey.org/bookstore.htm www.createspace.com/3572517 www.facebook.com/lifesjourneywomantowoman

Book Trailer link:   http://youtu.be/hoWRGYzbG48


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Synopsis:

Life can grab a hold of you like captivating strings of color. It is a lesson that four women will learn as they each travel down a journey filled with lies, betrayal, and shocking secrets.

Simone. Is immensely talented, yet everything she has ever known will be ripped apart. Her love will be tested. Her heart will call out for a strength that could only exist in moments like this, and her tears will carry her through the storm. Will she be able to give her heart to the love of her life while fighting to open her heart to a mother she has never known?

Naya. While facing her greatest loss, will she be able to find the key to strength, the will to continue on, and th e endurance to make it through one of the darkest moments in her life?

 Monà. Within her heart is a secret so deep that it could shake the very foundations of two lives. Will she be able to finally look into the eyes of a daughter she has only known from a distance?

Misty. Two paths are set before her; one could lead her back to the life of fame and prominence, which she so desperately wants; and the other could give her the love she so desperately needs. Will she choose the path that is best for her future, or for her heart?

Excerpt:

“Dear life, he knew that I wouldn’t have thirty more years of him. But tonight even as I lay here with tears soaking the floor, I would give thirty seconds just to feel his touch again.” 

Thirty Seconds

Tonight I almost died…Naya thought to herself.

As she walked into her foyer, she dropped her purse, removed her shoes, and slowly allowed her eyes to follow the curve of the stairway until they met up with the oil painting which hung in the center.

Wrapped in a thick walnut wood frame, painted in the soft hues of crisp blues, creams, and specks of red, were herself and Chris.

His chest stuck proudly out. His smile was as wide as the sunshine. His blue eyes sparkled with the color of the ocean. Arms wrapped around her waist.

Chris. She could feel her fingers reaching out to toward him.  She remembered that day. How good it felt to be his wife.

The tears began to run down her cheeks as the weight of the day caused her legs to surrender to the pull of the rich mahogany wood floor.

Trembling. Heart pounding.
I’ve got to catch my breath, she whispered to herself.

Ten seconds later, she began to scream. The walls responded. The chandelier shook as the realization of what had happened began to sink deep into the pit of her stomach.

Less than two hours ago…I was sitting in a worn out chair watching a spider crawl up the wall. I had listened to the splatter of raindrops beat against the dirty windows. I had been staring at the moon for hours. Staring at the walls and then counting the tiny cracks in the floor. There were three hundred and forty-two. Crying for what seemed like days.

My tired body was heavy, ragged and empty. The whiff of dirty mop water had consumed my lungs and I had often found myself dabbing frantically at the corners of my red and swollen eyes. The lights had been dimed and the curtains slightly drawn shut but I could still see him.

Every touch we shared had flashed in my mind, every smile and every kiss.  I could hear the machines.  As I sat there, I remember feeling like my heart had begun to mix with the slow and methodic beeping noises they made.  My mind had just about settled and my eyes had finally closed when I heard it.

The noise penetrated the entire room.

Louder and louder it got, like a banging in my head. I began to scream as I ran to him and wrapped my fingers around his bed rail.

“Chris!” I shouted.  My body was calling out for strength. Darn near begging for it.  For him, I would give everything, anything. I would reach down into bottomless wells just to find a speck of it.

“Find me strength; find the darkness that I am in,” I kept repeating over and over in my mind.  A teardrop fell upon his face.  The doors flew open. Three nurses came charging in.  One tried to pry my fingers from his bedside but I fought with all that I had to hold on.

I was like a mad woman. I kept thinking that if he could just feel my touch, it would give him the strength to fight.  “Please, ma’am,” she said to me. “You’ve got to let go so we can try to save him.”  I had watched her lips moving, but my mind had failed to register the reality of the situation I was in.

“Let go ma’am, we’re losing him!” The tone of her voice had finally broken through and I somehow began to find myself again.  I remember staring at her, and then back at him. I remember thinking to myself, “Did I hear her right?”  Dizziness hit me like the strike of a lightning bolt. My palms had begun to sweat.

“Ma’am,” she said again.

Finally—I blinked.

“Please save my husband,” I whispered.  “We’re trying ma’am, but you’ve got to let go.” The nurse had been forceful but kind.  My fingers let go but my heart was still with him as I was gently moved out of the way.  There was rapid movement, loud voices, and machines being brought in.  I stood against the wall clutching my shirt and watching his motionless body.

When the doors flew open again, the doctor rushed in.  I think she glanced my way for a moment. But now I can’t remember.  What I do remember is that there was no slow and methodic beeping noise from the machine penetrating deep into my ear lobes anymore. It had vanished as if it had somehow been carried off into the wind.

“Come back, come back.” I whispered.  I wanted to hear it again. I needed to hear it again. His blanket was pulled back; a nurse was cutting open his gown. I watched as the scissors grazed his skin. A chill came over me. 
Strong and forcefully tears began to streak down the sides of my face.  The doctor was yelling, or was that me? I think I remember the doctor’s voice.

“On my count of three, go!”

“Clear!”

“He’s still not responding.”

“Get the machine ready again!”

“It’s ready Doctor.”

“Clear!”

Still the machine was silent.

“Come back beeping noise. I won’t complain about you anymore. Please come back to me.”  I stared at the window as if it would open and the sound would return. There was nothing. Not one single beep!  Fear and anticipation filled the air as more nurses and doctors came rushing in.  The last thirty years of my life was slipping out through the crevices of my fingers.


Meet the Author:



Exciting Atlanta novelist, Marian L. Thomas, is gearing up for the release of her third Clean Fiction title, “Strings of Color” on April 2, 2012. Ms. Thomas’s “Strings of Color” probes the ever-intriguing themes of race, family strife, love, teen pregnancy, friendship and abuse. And yet, her tales which seem to pre-sage current tabloid headlines are spelled out in ways that suit delicate moral tastes. While Ms. Thomas is a dynamic story-teller with three romantic and dramatic novels to her credit, she distinguishes herself by refusing to lace her work with profanity and sexually-explicit themes. Her third installment in the ‘Jazzmyne’ series— “Strings of Color” is quickly filling up book club calendars and she is a prominent personality on nationwide motivational speaking circuits. Published in paperback by L.B. Publishing, “Strings of Color” will be sold at
Amazon.com, BarnesandNoble.com, Books-a-Million.com and will be available for the Amazon Kindle and Barnes and Noble Nook, electronic books. Avid readers can order this dramatic novel at bookstores, nationwide or through their local library.

Get to Know Marian:

1.) How long have you been a writer? Marian: I wrote my first book manuscript in high school. I also did some writing in the sports and news fields during college, but didn’t really put “writer” on my resume. Then, 2009 hit and Color Me Jazzmyne was released. Things began to change. A thought I once had in high school became a dream. The dream became a reality and that reality turned me into a writer.
2.) Did you always know you wanted to write? Marian: The concept of writing was always in the back of my head — lingering there patiently. The words “just get it done” were a phrase my old boss use to say to me whenever we discussed my finishing my book manuscript. It felt great to finally say, “It’s done.”

3.) What inspired you to write this specific storyline with Strings of Color? Marian: Readers, and the fact that I didn’t feel as if the main character had come full circle with her own inner feelings. Sometimes, when a relationship ends, people need and want a sense of “closure.” I suspect book characters are no different.

4.) I’ve always wanted to write my own Novel. For myself, and others with this dream, what is some advice you could give? Marian: Publish yourself first! Build a solid platform. Get your name out there via social networks, blogs and published articles. Then write your book.

 5.) Are the character names in your books important to you? Without giving too much away, is there a reason you made the characters’ names so closely related? Marian: They are extremely important and I love that question. When I read a character’s name, I like to think that the name given simply couldn’t be anything else. That it fits the character’s personality so well, that to change it—would be changing the character. My character names display the depth of the connection within the family. When it comes to family, I think we sometimes forget how connected we really are to each other.
6.) Tell us about your writing environment. Do you need it to be really quiet, or do you have to have background noise? Are there any specific foods or drinks you need available? Marian: No background noise. At least that’s what I keep reminding my hubby when I’m writing. It’s hard for me to stay focused, and any little thing tends to throw me off my writing game. Did I mention that I like popcorn?

7.) When you’re not writing, what are some other hobbies, or things you like to do? Marian: I love to draw and paint. One day, I would like to open a gallery that combines art by me and books by me. Is that too much…me? Maybe. Then again, maybe not.

Web-links:
Face-Book:
http://www.facebook.com/MLT.ColorMeJazzmyne

Twitter:
http://twitter.com/MarianLThomas01

Author Site:
http://www.marianlthomas.com

Blog:
http://www.thewritersinkspot.blogspot.com

Purchase Link: Amazon.com: 
http://tinyurl.com/purchansestringsofcolor

Book Trailer: Link:
http://youtu.be/8ZuWqlo3bac


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Synopsis:

A woman spends her entire life planning the details of her wedding day, and the minute she believes she’s met Mr. Right, she starts planning their wedding, imagining what features their children will inherit, and decorating and designing their first home – all on the first date, before dessert is even served. After spending almost a lifetime planning her princess fairytale, though, what will this woman feel like when she learns she may never marry? Does a bride need a groom in order to be a bride?

Talia Sands, who is very ready for marriage, is left broken-hearted after five years by a man who she learns is having an affair with the neighborhood trick. This becomes a turning point for Talia, as she decides not to allow a no-good man to destroy her dreams of marriage. After she has an epiphany about the root of marriage, which is love, Talia decides to marry herself as a symbol of self-commitment and self-love. Today, I Marry My Best Friend: Myselftells the story of how a woman can stop tirelessly and painfully waiting for a man to ask for her hand in marriage, instead following Talia’s lead by getting her middle finger sized, purchasing her own wedding ring, and marrying herself.

Excerpt:

Now she was ready for marriage, but her current boyfriend didn’t seem to have the word in his vocabulary. And this time, she didn’t have anyone waiting in line to be next. He seemed to be the last of the Mohicans. Just because a woman doesn’t have any other male options, does she have to settle?

Talia had been dating Abel for five years. When was he going to propose? She was still the same person that all the other men seemed to love. She was still the same woman that they all wanted to marry. There wasn’t anything that she hadn’t done with or for him. Although she’d always planned for her career to come first, she learned there was more to life. She wanted to come home every night to someone who promised to love her always. She was tired of having an empty bed unless Abel wanted to come over for a pitiful quickie. She wanted more from life. She knew her plan to become partner at her firm was taking a little longer than expected, but she knew it would eventually happen. But this marriage thing…not so much.

Wherever she turned, marriage seemed to be the topic of discussion. Either something related to weddings or marriage always surrounded her. Was this some kind of sign for her? She decided to confront Abel one more time about marriage. What did she really have to lose? Lately, she wasn’t sure why she was still in the relationship. She waited for Abel to come over to her house. She didn’t want to have the conversation on the phone; if she did, he’d just pretend to have something else to do and get off the line. Before Abel could even come in the door good enough, she started her “wedding” interview questions again.

Do you ever plan on getting married?” Talia thought maybe she’d start with trying to create the big picture. Maybe he wanted to get married one day – just not to her.

“Not again, Talia. Where’s all of this coming from?” He thought he was just coming over for his usual Friday night home cooked meal. He could tell it was going to be a long night.

“I was just thinking. I have the right to ask after five years. Well, what do you have to say?” Talia was tired of validating why she needed to know his position on marriage. She believed he needed to be honest.

“I don’t know. I’ve never seen myself as the marrying type.” Maybe if he just stayed in-between “Yes” and “No,” he’d be safe…at least until he could get some of Talia’s cooking. He could smell her baked-from-scratch cheddar and garlic biscuits coming from the kitchen.

“When will you know? I don’t believe it takes a man five years to learn if he’s going to marry a woman or not.” Talia could see him looking past her to the kitchen. Was this louse more interested in dinner than in her?

“Some men take longer than others. You can’t rush a major decision like this. If I marry a woman, I want it to be forever. I’ll know when or if the time is right.” Abel was hungry and becoming more and more aggravated by her questioning. He wasn’t prepared for all of this, and he wouldn’t have bothered to come over if he knew this was to be expected. He would have just gotten Ruby Tuesday’s curbside-to-go and went over to his side chick’s house, La La. La La didn’t want to be married; all she wanted was to get turned out with no strings attached.

“You never had any intention of ever marrying me. I think I already knew that; I just had to confirm it. I can’t believe you’ve been stringing me along for all these years. If you knew I was serious about marriage and you weren’t, you should have stopped dating me. Why did you continue to date me? What did I ever do to you?” It took everything in Talia not to let Abel see her cry. She was too strong for that. He didn’t even seem sincere in his responses to her questions. He was acting nonchalant. Maybe if she wasn’t so smart, she’d fall for his bottomless answers. Talia had wasted five years with Abel, but she decided that she wouldn’t waste anymore. She knew she shouldn’t be waiting on any man; he should be waiting on her.

“Whatever, Talia. Let me get out of here. Call me when you stop tripping. I understand you must be fired up from seeing one of your little WE or Lifetime TV shows.” Abel was over it, and he knew to jet before she got any more heated. For a minute, he thought he should ask for a plate to go. What else was she going to do with all that food? She could at least hook her man up with a biscuit. But the look on her face told him not to say another word. He picked up his overnight bag and started to leave.

“Tell La La I said she can have you.”
Shampriest Bevel, simply known as Sham, is a poet, writer and educator from Bronx, New York. Since the age of seven, she has used poetry to confront obstacles and relinquish emotions. While attending Norfolk State University, she joined Epsilon Theta Chapter of Delta Sigma Theta Sorority because she wanted to be a part of a powerful and purposeful sisterhood. She graduated from NSU with a Bachelor’s in Biology. In 2005, she self-published, Therapy for the Soul’s Pain, to share her collection of therapeutic poetry. Commentary from the Writer’s Digest 14th Annual International Self-Published Book Awards described her poetry as “lyrical and smooth, similar to Nikki Giovanni” and “Langston Hughes Blues Era”. Her exposure to the lighter side of publishing inspired her to challenge herself to write a fiction novel.

She was awarded with the Honorable Mention Award for poetry at the 2011 Hampton Roads Writers’ Conference. After attending Christopher Newport University’s Writer’s annual conference and becoming an avid reader of Mary B. Morrison, she decided to begin her soon-to-be released fiction novel. The book, Today I Marry My Best Frien: Myselfsummarizes both the hopeless quest of women waiting to receive a proposal of marriage and their journey to commit to themselves.

Get to know Shampriest:

1. Why did you choose to write women’s fiction?
I wanted to write stories and develop characters who I could not only relate to but also live through. It was important for me to speak to an audience who could handle my voice. Writing women’s fiction is natural for me because I love girl talk with purpose.

2. Do you work with an outline, or just write?
I’ve always wanted to try to write with an outline but that just doesn’t work for me. One day I’ll just get a feeling and I’ll start writing. I don’t know what I’m about to write, but my hands just get to moving. Most of the time, I shock myself about what I’ve written. I never know what direction my characters are going to take. I never know what the next chapter will introduce. The only thing I know is when it feels like I’m coming close to the end of the book.

3. Are there certain characters you would like to go back to, or is there a theme or idea you’d love to work with?

I plan on going back to a few of the characters from Today I Marry My Best Friend: Myself. One of the characters, Jazmine Lilly is already scripted as a main character in another women’s fiction novel. As far as themes, I feel comfortable telling the stories of single women in today’s world.

4. What was the hardest part to write in the book(s)?

The hardest part to write in the book is the ending. When I end a book, I have to say good-bye to a story which has been part of my life for years. Since I write every day, writing becomes a part of my daily routine. It feels like something is missing when I finish a book.

5. What advice do you have for someone who would like to become a published writer?

The best advice I can give is do your research, network with fellow authors and never give up. You may get hundreds of rejections but don’t stop submitting your manuscript. Rejections just mean that your project is not right for that particular agent or publisher. When the time is right, it will happen. Don’t be afraid to ask questions.

6. When did you realize you had a passion for writing?
When I wrote my first poem I knew writing would be my friend for life. As a shy child, I didn’t know how to express what I was feeling. Writing allowed me to say whatever and be whoever. I started keeping a journal of poems at the age of 7. Up until this day, I still write poetry to walk me through some hard times.

7. What do you want your legacy as a writer to be?
I want my legacy to be that I cared about what I had to offer to not only my life but the lives of others. I want people to connect to my work and understand my characters. As I continue to write about the struggles and challenges of women, I want people to know that women should be valued, respected, and honored.

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Saturday, March 24, 2012

He Said / She Said. . .

Every writer has his/her own unique style of delivering a story to their readers.  Some use lots of dialogue, others use a great deal of detail and some equally balance the two extremes.  I’ve heard arguments on using “too” much dialogue wherein it’s really not considered “storytelling,” which I find interesting because every movie you watch, (outside of silent films), which usually come from books, have dialogue.  It would seem pretty boring if the characters never had any interaction with one another, wouldn’t you agree?  But from a writing standpoint, how much dialogue you use can make or break a story—and your use of technique can make all the difference too. 


 One point to dialogue that is essential to any story is in knowing which character is speaking.  For some writers, this is an easy task, while others struggle with this.  If you, the writer, have to continually tell your reader who is speaking, you have missed the mark big time and may cause your readers to become agitated trying to figure it out.  I cannot stand to read a story where I have to continually go back and forth to see who is doing the speaking.  You can lose readers quickly if you do this too often. 

When establishing strong characters, it is important to make sure their voice is heard and understood.  Take for example an excerpt from my novel, Silent Knight, Chapter Reunited:   I’ve set the scene for you below.  From the way it reads, you will instantly be able to tell who is doing the speaking without me telling you who is.



Clarence looked down at his plate and Reggie kept his attention focused on his plate as well. Neither of them said a word. Reggie broke their silence first.
 
“Man, these greens are really good. Ma knows how to burn a pot!”

“She sure does.”

“Hey, man, I know you’re upset, but really, Ma is right. You know how my pop is. I’ve never known that man to listen to anyone.”


Clarence sighed and picked up a forkful of mac and cheese and jammed it in his mouth.
“So you gonna judge us all. Is that it? Why the f*ck did you come back if you’re gonna to take that attitude?”


“Wait a damn minute! That’s not fair! I’m not judging anyone. It’s just that coming back here has really drained me, that’s all.”


The dialogue of the characters speaks for themselves and what it is they are speaking about.  When setting a scene, you give enough detail so your reader may picture it in their mind, then you follow it up with speaking.  When done correctly, the reader will feel like their watching a movie, rather than reading words on a paper, or in today’s case, on an electronic device.  It should flow just like you’re having a conversation with another person.  I love stories I read with lots of dialogue, especially when it’s a heated debate.  It makes for a fun read.  I enjoy writers who have mastered this skill, and I’m proud to say I am among them.  My readers love that about my stories.
However, having said that, you have to be careful not to overdo your speaking.  As you are writing and picturing the scene in your mind, you have to remember there are things your characters are doing outside of just speaking.  For one, when your creative juices are flowing, you’re not always aware of the dynamics of your characters’ actions—that’s usually because you’re basically concerning yourself with laying down the groundwork to the story, which is fine.  As you know by now, there’s a reason writers must do revisions.  Using the sample excerpt above, take note that the wording in bold sets up the scene.   What you’re creating is giving your reader a visual of how your characters are interacting.   Second, you must always be aware that things may make plenty of sense in your mind, but it’s your job to convey that to your readers.  This, too, is tricky and can be hard.  Even when you feel strongly about something a character may have said, sometimes the reader may not interpret it the same.  No worries—life goes on and all will be forgiven provided you have written a good story.  It’s very important and key to make sure you bring those things up, while you have the reader’s full undivided attention.  If you just write straight dialogue with nothing in between, the story will not flow nor will it appear real.  Again, picture yourself when engaged in a conversation with various types of people, and think about how you’re interacting with those people.  The more you practice this, the better your dialogue will be.


When thinking of speech among characters, there are points of view that are equally important.  Please note there are three points of view a writer may choose, and I’ve read some books where an author used all three, which makes for a challenging task to the writer, but also an engaging story for their readers, if done correctly.

First-Person Point of View:  Is a story being told by your character’s narration—I, me, my, mine.  Silent Knight was written in first-person, as the story was told by six different characters expressing his/her own views on the way things were in their eyes.  First-Person is also one of the easiest points of view to write from, and the one most authors like to pick because of its ease to write.


 Second-Person Point of View:  Is a story being told by the author to draw his reader in.  In some rare cases, the author may use words like you and your to describe a scene.  The second-person has a more intimate feel for the reader, and can be a fun view to write from, but with a lot more detail finesse needed to pull this view off.   Mello & June had a combination of first-person and second-person.  This was very challenging to write from both perspectives, but rewarding that I was able to accomplish it.


Third-Person Point of View:  Is a story being told like an outsider looking into the story—the reader being the “outsider.”  This doesn’t necessarily have to be the author’s view, but the character’s view or someone intricate to the storyline.  In this voice, it’s usually the author’s voice you hear more so than the character’s voice, wherein he/she gives descriptive detail and lures you into what is going on.  This voice is very similar to first-person, but with the exception of hearing the author’s voice instead.  This is a fun voice to play around with also. 

As you can see, using the three different voices will lend some very interesting storylines to its rightful author who handles it with careful ease and much precision.  Playing with all three voices can prove very difficult, and before one tackles that, it is important that you know what your story is about (instead of trying to wing it), and have your outline ready and know your characters pretty well to decide where each of them are going and how they will relay to your readers.

One thing you do not want to do is have so many different things going on that you confuse the reader to the point where they will not even try to figure out who is speaking or why, and give up on your story.  You want to avoid doing that at all cause, but there are writers who take that risk and are successful, and other times, they are not.  All writers like to drag their stories out to build suspense, which is great to do, but have you ever read some stories where you’re engaged; the characters are speaking; and then you get to the end of the chapter, only to be left feeling like you’ve missed something?   It’s almost as if being built up to be let down.  It’s very tricky with how much of this you should do in your story, but a good rule of thumb is to make sure whichever voice you choose for your characters to speak in, that you keep it consistent throughout the story.


As we’ve spoken in past blog posts about writing, it can be a very rewarding experience to create things from one’s mind, but it can also be just as grueling a process because of all the things you have to be aware of while doing it.  Which is why on my first draft of any manuscript I write, I don’t worry about doing things totally correct, but I concentrate more so on getting the story told.  The fun part (not) comes with the editing, which, as you already know, you have to do!  There is no getting around this no matter how much you hate it, and trust me no one hates revisions/edits more than me.  Oh God how I hate that part of writing, but you cannot consider yourself a writer, if you do not edit yourself.  There’s no such animal.




So, you’re still thinking of writing, eh?  Good luck and have fun!



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Saturday, March 17, 2012

Somethin' Wicked This Way Comes. . .

Who doesn’t like the “new car” smell?  You step inside and everything is shiny and functioning—eagerly you wait to take your ‘potential’ new car for a test drive.  Oh the feeling of being behind the wheel, adjusting the seat and smiling from ear to ear.  Just riding around the block a couple of times have made up your mind for you.  The next thing you know, you’re signing your name on the dotted line, and driving away with your “new” car.  Not only did you come equipped with the down-payment for the new car, you traded in your old one.  As you look back at the car sitting off to the side of the lot, looking sad and pitiful—memories flood your mind of all the times that car got you through.  You remember how great you felt when your old car was, at one time, new.  But, unfortunately, time has elapsed and began its erosion magic, or rather, curse, and that once great car, over the years, got old—so with one last ditch effort left, you used it as leverage toward your new vehicle.  Most everyone will experience this moment more than once in their lives.

Remember when you received your first pet (for those who ever had one)?  That little bundle of fur was so cute and cuddly, as you scrambled to come up with a name for your new family pet.  You didn’t want to leave your new found friend behind, while you traveled to school because all you could think about was getting back home so you’d have some playing time.  When you received your fur ball, you were in grade school, and by the time you were about to graduate high school, you were still blessed to have your pet.  You’ve noticed over the years how tired he/she is, how that spark in their eye appears a little dull, and that pep in their step has dwindled to almost a screeching halt.  They sleep more, eat less, and are probably riddled with arthritis, but you still love your pet all the more.  Time has left its footprints on your best friend, as it has done to you, but it doesn’t change how you feel.  You know that soon your pet will be visiting animal heaven, and you shiver at the thought and push it from your mind.


“Some would say he was born with a football in his hand—for that is all this boy thinks about.  He sleeps, eats and breathes football,” advised a proud mother of a student athlete.  This mom watched her son go from Little League all the way to the Pros and she couldn’t be happier.  Her son is living out his dream, making good money, and everyone in the NFL is vying for this young hopeful’s attention.  He keeps it very “hush-hush” with whom he decides to sign with, but once the media gets hold of the story, it breaks like a viral flu.  This young man gives his blood, sweat and tears to the team—not to mention many years of devoted service, but once again, time has been unforgiving and his body is showing it—so now the League, the fans, and some of his teammates feel it’s time to call it quits—but, the problem is, he’s not ready—so what is an athlete to do?  Being 35-years old is young according to our terms of aging, but that’s “92-years old” in athletic terms.  Finally, a dream is coming to an end!  Or is it?


Life has a beginning, middle and end.  Everything that is new, will eventually get old, but just because time effects each and every one of us, does that mean we’re to throw away these things that we once held so near and dear when it were new?  What is it about time that we’re running from exactly?  And why do we ‘mistreat’ things that are old—what happened to experience, dignity and some damn ‘respect’?  I hear the term in the media, as well as in the community, he’s “old, washed up and needs to give it up!”  “Old people should step aside and make room for the young!”  “Find something else to do, old people, because your services are no longer needed!”  Pretty harsh for people who have been there and done that and have paved the way for many of our asses.  If it weren’t for those old people, you wouldn’t be where you are!  New parents watch their children grow, give them love and nurture them to be decent citizens to participate in life and succeed.  Isn’t it funny how these same lucky children grow up and suddenly find their parents a ‘burden’ when they become old?  I suppose that’s their way of showing their gratitude for the sacrifices their parents made for them—throw them in some adult living facility or nursing home, and go on their merry way.  Life’s funny that way isn’t it? 


There are some people who give more respect to an old pair of cut-up jeans rather than to give it to an elder.  What terrifies me is that I’m certainly not getting any younger, and yet everywhere I look, I see my friends, family and loved ones aging and immediately I begin to think, jeez, I’m going to be that ‘old’ person one day!  Hell, to some of my friends’ children, I am already that old person compared to their young impressionable ages.  How do you tell an employee who has worked for a company more than 30 plus years that you are being forced to retire because the job wants to do away with your position, or give it to some ‘young’ person—paying them less than half of what you were being paid?  Much like the athlete who has paid his dues to his team and organization, being told, not asked, to get out because you’re old and suffice it to say, they can’t ‘use’ you anymore—so you’re rendered useless, even if you feel you have a year or two left in you!  Where’s the loyalty? 

I’ll tell you where the loyalty is—it never existed.  When dealing with the cycle of life, I’ve learned that the only person you can be loyal to is yourself!  Your job doesn’t give a damn about you one way or the other?  I don’t care how many years of service you have put in, YOU can be replaced at any time or fashion, whenever they take a notion to.  Trust me, as you embark the corporate ladder, there is some young whipper snapper taking a look at the rungs you just exited, trying to see how he may pull one out and make your ass fall down a peg or two!  And you want to hear something funny, nine times out of ten; this ‘young’ person who is gunning for your position is probably the same ‘young’ person you had to train.  Isn’t that just a kick in the teeth!  Your old-30-plus-years-of-experience has just trained your own replacement—gotta love that corporate bitch of a ladder.  There’s your loyalty, ladies and gentlemen, exposing its Cheshire grin and snickering behind it as you ask yourself what the hell just happened here?  Loyalty, what a joke, and you had no idea you were the brunt of it!  Guess the laugh’s on you!

Aging is not kind at all.  To hell with the number you advance each year, what about the pain of aging, and I’m not talking just physical pain.  The pain of loss of loved ones, loss of dignity (from the way others treat you), loss of respect and care.  I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but today’s seniors aren’t like seniors of yesteryear.  Grandparents are living longer, healthier years, and they don’t just sit around at some home.  Erase from your mind those old people who sit in some rocking chair knitting or at some lodge looking out a window reflecting on their past years.  No, seniors today are very active!  They travel, gamble, and do pretty much whatever the hell they want, and that’s the way life should be.  Damn it—they’ve earned it!

Society may tell older Americans they are no longer needed, but it’s funny how when the job finally casts them out and about, their young predecessors can’t do half the stuff your old timer was able to do.  In many cases, some seniors are finding that their jobs ask them to come back to work either part-time or full, and in some cases, as a consultant for them.  But this is the same old person you claimed their services were no longer needed.  Often times, your children who took a few seconds to decide your old ass was going to a home, are the same children who will call you for money when they need it.  And sometimes they go as far as to remove you from that home and into theirs, all for the sake of having your money at their disposal.  Keep in mind, these are the children you adored and raised to be respectable human beings.  You see how much they thought of you when you got old!   

To the old athlete that some in the League don’t feel has much left to offer, may suddenly be singing a different tune when that old timer, being the free agent the League forced him to be, signs with some other team, and does relatively well.  There was no way to let this older athlete retire after a year so he could remain with his original team?  Even though this athlete was willing to take less money, they couldn’t find any way to keep him, despite some teammates restructuring their salaries so that he could remain?!  Where is the loyalty and dignity for this athlete—in outer space somewhere?  See what I mean, it doesn’t exist!  As the old saying goes, out with the ‘old’ and in with the ‘new’, people truly live up to those words.

So here are some words I want you to read and remember very carefully for I mean every word I’m about to say with every molecule within my soul.  All the mean things you may say to an old person; all the old people you throw out of their long-term jobs; all of the old people you force to train their replacements; all the old people you throw into homes and assisted living facilities; and all the old/young athletes Professional Leagues toss away like yesterday’s garbage—time is waiting on you!




There’s a clock riding your back like a cowboy clinging to hang onto its bull—except no matter how much you try to push the clock off, it is unmovable.  Time is a patient son-of-a-bitch and continues to tick whether you like it or not.  I don’t care how many lifts, tucks, sucks, plucks, and/or pulls you perform on your aging body to turn that clock back, time wins each and every time hands down!  YOU can’t outrun it.  YOU can’t avoid it. YOU can’t hide from it.  YOU can’t remove it!  YOU can’t reverse it!  YOU can’t trick it!  YOU can’t fight it!  YOU can’t stop it!  Time claims everyone and eventually hands you over, quite willingly, to death.  Why?  Because time is the only thing that never dies nor ages, but its measurement is unmistakable and unforgiving for it rolls right over you no matter how stuck you are mentally—which is why those who fight age are sure to lose the battle, and you may find that when you piss time off, it speeds up the aging process faster.  Ever wonder why people who just accept time as a way of life often look better than those who struggle against it?


Next time you find yourself abusing an older person because your young ass is too impatient to wait your damn turn, or you make a rather rude and insensitive remark about an older person, remember your good friend ‘time!’ The very thing you are doing to them, time is slowly doing to you—that is, if you’re lucky to get older! Time is with you each and everyday, but you don’t notice him yet because he’s lulled you in a false sense of security—for now! One day, you’ll wake up and begin to really ‘see’ and ‘feel’ how you’ve changed, how other’s change toward you, and see if you feel the same way about old people when you become one! Hope you handle it as well as those before you—with dignity and heads held high! The next time when you see an older person smiling at you like they’re withholding a secret and not willing to share—that’s because they do have a secret. They know your time is coming—and why wouldn’t that put a smile on one’s face?!


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