Journey To Full-Time Writer – Update – Too Ambitious

Hey, bugs,

So, I’m trying to figure out on what planet did I think I could complete about four writing projects. Those six months that I took off from working maybe, but now that I’m working a full-time job… I am completely playing myself and I think I need to take several seats and rethink this.

It helps that most of the posts on this blog have been pre-written (like months ago) and are scheduled to be posted. So, that’s one less thing I have to worry about. However, my kindle is full of books that I need to read and write reviews for and I’m having trouble fitting that into my days now.

I really need to keep reminding myself to stop trying to write more than my two hands can handle.

That’s all I have for you guys today. Please be sure to like this post and leave a comment and if you want writing vlogs of my journey please subscribe to my YouTube Channel to join the colony at

Until the next time… Love, Peace & Chicken Grease.


Short Story – The Hood Diaries – One Shot, Two Shots – Chapter Four

Dear Diary,

JJ walked downstairs to the living room where she found her mom watching TV. She was still a little shaken up from the dream she had.

JJ sat down on the couch and tucked her feet under her.

“What are you watching?” she asked.

“I don’t really know.”

They sat in silence, JJ not really wanting to speak, Nikki hoping she would talk to her.

“Have you heard from your father?” Nikki asked sneaking a glance her.

“Yeah,” JJ sighed. “He said he was going to pick me up this weekend.”

“That’s good.”

“I’m not holding my breath,” JJ said.

Nikki wasn’t holding her breath either but she wasn’t going to say that out loud.

“You never know. Be positive,” she finally said.

JJ shrugged her shoulders and rolled her eyes. She would love to believe that her dad would actually keep his word, but she didn’t want to get her hopes up. That only lead to her locking herself in her room to cry. Uncontrollably.

It was best to not put so much thought into it. That way when he didn’t come through it wouldn’t hurt so much.

That was the theory anyway.

“I’m about to go make something to eat.”


JJ got up from the couch and walked out of the living room and into the kitchen. She quickly made herself a bowl of cereal and sat down at the table to eat.

She felt so foolish for being shook up by her dream. She was almost an adult and it was a topic that she should have gotten over, but the clear image of her dad’s back as he walked away while she begged for him to stay and love her, played through her head.

It left her with an eerie feeling.


Rain stepped out of the shower and wrapped her towel around her body. Her mom and stepdad were both working so she had invited Mark over. She kept telling herself to just get it over with. It couldn’t be that big of a deal. People had sex everyday. She didn’t know what she was being so hesitant for.

She dried herself off and headed up to her room to lotion up and changed. Once she was done she took a deep breath and sat around waiting for Mark to show up. She was starting to get very nervous. Her heart was racing and she had to sit down and try to take a deep breath. Her hands were sweating and she was sure she was going to have to take another shower before he got there.

When Mark knocked on the door, she nearly jumped out of her skin. She got up and opened the door.

“Hey,” she breathed out.

“Hey,” he said walking into the house.

Rain closed the door behind him and walked into the living room. They settled onto the couch and Mark grabbed the remote control.

“Do you want something to drink?” she asked.

“Nah. I’m good.”

She didn’t know what should happen next. Should she tell him why she had invited him over? Should she wait for him to make a move? Should she make a move?

It wasn’t something that she wanted to do. She wasn’t really ready to have sex but he continued to act as if he would break up with her if she didn’t.

She didn’t want to think too much about it so she just sat back and waited to see what would happen next.

It didn’t take long for Mark to wrap his arm around Rain’s shoulder and pulled her close. He slowly started rubbing her hand up and down her arm. Mark took his other hand and tucked it under her chin lifting her head so that he could kiss her. The kiss started out slow but then escalated to a more passionate kiss. He moved his hand down and under her shirt and fondled her breast through her bra.

The kiss felt good. Even his hand on her breast felt nice, but her brain clicked in and Rain suddenly felt like things were escalating too quickly but she couldn’t bring herself to stop it. When Mark felt that he was being given the green light, he broke the kiss apart.

“Let’s go upstairs,” he said.

Rain stood up and reached for his hand. He took it and she led him upstairs to her room. She closed there bedroom door and Mark sat down on the bed and kicked off his shoes. Rain walked over to the bed and sat down next to him. They started kissing again and Mark laid her back onto the bed. He put his hand back up her shirt. She put her hands around his neck and pretended that she was in to it but she just couldn’t shut off her brain.

When Mark removed his hand from under her shirt and started to slide it up the skirt she was wearing she couldn’t take it anymore. Her brain was screaming at her to stop and she couldn’t ignore it any longer.

Rain grabbed his hand and stopped him. Mark broke the kiss and looked down at her.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“I can’t do this,” she said.

“What are you talking about?”

“I’m not ready,” she said sitting up.

Mark sucked his teeth and shook his head.

“I thought you wanted this?”

“No. You want this. I’m not ready.”

“Grow up. It’s just sex,” he said.

“Don’t tell me to grow up. I’m not ready.”

“I’m out.” Mark started putting his shoes back on.

“You don’t have to leave. We can still watch TV.”

“Nah. I got other stuff I can be doing.”

“What other stuff?” she asked.

“Don’t worry about it.”

Mark opened the door and walked out. Rain followed him and asked him again to stay but he was determined to leave. She plopped down on the couch upset with him and with herself. She didn’t understand why she just couldn’t go through with it. She knew he would leave if he didn’t get what he wanted but try as she might she just couldn’t do it and now she was afraid that he had left to meet up with another girl.

She was also afraid that she probably lost him for good.


The day that Natalie had been dreading had finally arrived. It was the day that she had to get up, get dressed, plaster on a fake smile and go see her father. Her stomach was churning and she was sure that she was going to sweat through her shirt.

It was near the end of the summer and it was a hot day. Natalie stepped outside wearing a pair of shorts and a tank top. She walked over to the car and opened the door. She was about to climb in but her mom stopped her.

“Go change.”

“Why? It’s hot out.”

“Because they are not going to let you in dressed like that. Cover your legs, arms and chest.”

“Maybe I just shouldn’t go.”

“Go change,” Maria repeated.

Natalie huffed, rolled her eyes and turned to go back into the house. She changed into a pair of jeans and a old long sleeved shirt. She just knew she was going to die of over heating.

Natalie got into the car and cranked up the A/C. If she was going to have to dress in warm clothes than she was at least going to stay cool in the car. She remained silent the entire ride to the prison her dad called home. It took about an hour to get to their destination.

Maria parked the car and Natalie reluctantly climbed out. She hated everything about the process to get inside to see her dad. Everything was too much and she didn’t like feeling like a criminal. She was a free girl but they made her feel like she was in prison.

They finally settled down at a table to wait for her dad to come down for their visit. Maria excused herself to go to the vending machines. She bought several things and brought them back to the table.

“What is this for?” Natalie asked.

“So your father has something to eat. You can eat some too but wait until he comes down so he can get first pick.”


Natalie crossed her arms and rocked her legs. She was getting really nervous.

“Can you at least act like you are happy to be here?” Maria asked.

“But I’m not,” Natalie said.

She looked around and observed everything going on around her. There were people sitting at other tables waiting for their visits. Some were sitting across from prisons. Several guards were stationed around the visiting room. She didn’t like it. She didn’t want to be there.

“Pretend then. This may be the only time that he gets to see you and it shouldn’t be ruined because you have an attitude.”

Natalie plastered a fake smile on her face but it faltered when a door opened and her father emerged dressed in his prison uniform. He walked to their table and Maria stood up and embraced him. They looked like two young lovers. When they separated Fernando turned to look at her. Natalie didn’t know what to do. If she were being honest with herself, she did miss him. He was was her father after all.

“Can I have a hug?” he asked.

Natalie slowly stood up and Fernando took her in his arms. It felt good to be held by her father but then an image of him hitting her mother flashed through her mind and she pulled away.

They all sat down and Fernando stared at her for a minute.

“What?” Natalie asked after it began to feel uncomfortable.

“I can’t believe how big you’ve gotten. I mean I’ve seen pictures of you but wow. You’re really beautiful.”

“Thank you,” Natalie said. She couldn’t believe that she was blushing.

“You look a lot like your mother when she was your age. Not that she isn’t beautiful now.”

“Oh, stop it,” Maria gushed.

They fell into conversation and to Natalie’s surprise it came naturally. Her father was different than what she remembered. He was a lot gentler. She still didn’t want him to come home because she knew her life would change but she would be lying if she didn’t admit that she liked the new him.

She even contemplated returning to see him again.

Some time down the line.


Lamar was lucky that Black wasn’t expecting him to pay him back for the couple of bags that had been confiscated by the police. He was even luckier that it hadn’t been more. He knew that he wasn’t going to get off easy if all of his stash was confiscated. He had no way of paying him back and that would have ended badly. Which was why he was sitting in his room trying to figure out what he really wanted to do with his life.

Being arrested and then having to deal with Black was probably the scariest moment of his life. He couldn’t keep going on like this. As much as he was tempted by the allure of making easy money, he was not tempted by the idea that he could lose his life at any minute or end up in jail.

Lamar pulled up the internet and searched for lists of jobs. Maybe looking at the number of careers that were out there something would spark an interest in him. Changes needed to be made and his mom may have been right after all. He still wasn’t set on returning to school but if something sparked a fire inside of him, then he was going to do what it took to get to that point.

He looked at countless careers from a to z and nothing, absolutely nothing sparked his interest. Lamar couldn’t believe that out of thousands of jobs that he couldn’t find one that he wanted to do. It was unbelievable. There had to be something that he wanted to do with his life. DJ had his music, Niice had the streets, even the girls had goals with their dance and he was almost certain that one of them wanted to be a teacher or something.

Why was he such a loser?

Why did his life suck?

What was he going to do with the rest of his life?

He did not want to live the rest of his life in his mother’s house. He did not want to be known as that guy. He wanted more out of life and now he was feeling like it wasn’t going to happen.

Lamar left his room and went to the living room to watch some TV. His mom walked in and sat down beside him. He had given her a little bit of money so now she was taking it easy on him.

“What you been doing?”


“About what?”

“About what I am going to do with myself,” he admitted.

“I thought the streets was what you wanted to do with yourself.”

“I’m starting to second think that.”

“What happened?” Tammy asked turning to look at him.

“I just don’t think I want to do it anymore,” he said. She didn’t know about him getting arrested and he sure as hell wasn’t going to tell her about it.

“So what do you want to do?”

“I don’t know. I was just looking at a bunch a career ideas but nothing popped out at me.”

Tammy remained silent for a minute.

“Do you want to know what I think?” she finally asked.

“Sure,” he said. It was best to let her say what she wanted to say. It would make the conversation end quickly.

“I think that whatever you decide to do, other than being in the streets, is going to require at least a high school education. Now before you say anything, I know that you are against school and everything that it represents, but it’s the best opportunity that you have to make something of yourself. Looking at a bunch of careers is not going to make figuring out who you are in this world any easier. You have to go out there and live it. Hiding in the hood because you live in it is not the way to go. Go to school, get a real job, possibly go to college. Experience what this life has to offer you and I can assure you that it is more than just the hood.”

Tammy got up and walked out of the living room. Lamar sat there and thought about what she said. Her words hit him hard and he had a lot more thinking to do.


Niice sat across from Black with pure envy in his eyes. Black had brought him along while he conducted some business. Niice was his right hand man and he wanted him along for the ride but all it was doing was fueling Niice’s desire to start his own operation.

One of the guys had decided that it would be a good idea to give away his product on credit. Now two months had passed and the guy hadn’t paid back a dime. Black got up early, picked up Niice, the sloppy dealer (Peanut) and now they were all sitting in the customer’s living room. Niice sat next to the guy with his gun resting on his lap. Black sat in the same manner but across from them and with Peanut to his left.

Black raised his gun and aimed it at Peanut’s head. “You’re gonna make me splatter Peanut’s brain all over your living room if you don’t give me my money.”

Black had decided that if he killed the customer he would never get his money. It was best to kill Peanut as a way to set an example. The level of fear he had stirred up in the two men had Niice salivating.

“How much he owe?” Black asked Peanut.

“$250,” Peanut stammered.

“$250. Two hundred and fucking fifty dollars,” Black said waving his gun around. “Now you don’t want little Peanut to die over $250, do you?”

Up until that moment the guy had been claiming that he had no money to give them. that didn’t satisfy Black and he was determined to remain there until he either got his money or someone ended up dead on the floor. Niice just wanted the guy to pay up. Peanut wasn’t a bad guy and he didn’t want him to end up dead. Niice wasn’t afraid to use a gun but he didn’t relish in the idea of killing anyone and he certainly didn’t want to watch anyone’s brains get blown out.

“I’m going to count to ten and if you don’t have my money, I’m going to shoot Peanut in the head and then I’m going to shoot you in the leg. One.” With each number that Black counted the man beside Niice shook with fear. “Two… Three… Four… Five… Six… Seven… Eight… Nine…” Black aimed the gun back at Peanuts head.

“Okay! Okay!” The man shouted throwing his hands up. “I gotta get it from my room.”

Black signaled for Niice to follow him back to his room. The man grabbed his jacket and then pulled out his wallet. He counted off the money and shoved it into Niice’s hands.

They walked back into the living room and Niice handed the money to Black. Black counted the money an then pocketed it.

“Next time don’t give my shit away for free,” he said to Peanut. He hit Peanut in the face with the butt of his gun and got up from the couch. Blood gushed from Peanut’s nose and he held it in agony. “Walk your ass back and don’t take all day.”

Black walked out of the house and Niice followed behind him. They climbed into his large black truck and drove away. Black was speaking to him about something but Niice wasn’t paying attention. He was thinking of how he could’ve handled that situation so differently. He was bound to scare Peanut away completely. not to mention the fact that the guy could always contact the police.

Niice didn’t know what was going to happen next, he just knew that he didn’t really care for what he had witnessed and he wanted to be on his own.


Haimi sat on the table in the patient room nervously swinging her legs. She was dressed in the traditional hospital gown and she sat wringing her hands together. She was nervous. Really nervous.

Again, she knew that she was pregnant but now it was about to be confirmed and that scared her. Once the doctor told her how far along she was it would set everything else into motion.

There was a knock at the door and Haimi looked up towards it quickly.

“Come in.”

The door opened slightly and a tall blonde woman entered wearing a white lab coat over her clothes.

“Haimi Putnam?” she asked.


“Hi, I’m Doctor Taylor Cole.” She put the clipboard she was carrying down on the counter and grabbed the ultrasound machine that was in the room. “So we’re doing an ultrasound to see how far along you are.”

“Yes,” Haimi said meekly.

“Okay. Lie back.”

Doctor Cole grabbed a sheet and draped it over Haimi’s lower half. She instructed her to scoot her butt down to the bottom of the table.

“This ultrasound in an internal one. I’m assuming you’re still pretty early on in the pregnancy so this will be the best way to determine a possible due date.”

Haimi put her feet up in the stirups and took a deep breath. Doctor Cole turned on the machine and positioned herself on a small stool in between Haimi’s legs.

“This is going to feel a little uncomfortable,” she said before applying a condom to the rod like tool and adding lubricant.

She slowly inserted the rod and Haimi held her breath.

“Breath Haimi,” Doctor Taylor instructed.

Haimi let the breath out.

“There’s your baby.” Dr. Taylor said after a while.

Haimi turned to the screen and looked at the barely visible image that Doctor Taylor pointed at on the screen.

“Based on the measurements, it looks like you’re about four weeks along.”

Doctor Taylor pushed a couple of buttons on the machine and removed the rod from her cervix.

“I’m going to write you a prescription for some prenatal vitamins but you should be sure to make an appointment to see your primary physician. How is everything else? Any nausea?”

“Yeah. I can barely keep anything down,” Haimi said sitting up.

“Okay. I’ll write you a prescription for some nausea medicine. Give it about a week or two to see if they work, if not speak with your doctor to get a prescription for a different one. I’m going to give you some pamphlets to look over so that you can go over your options. If you need to discuss them further you can speak with your doctor or come back here. Do you have any questions for me?”

“No, I’m fine. Thank you,” Haimi said.

“Okay. You can go ahead and get dressed. Everything will be waiting for you at the front desk.” Doctor Cole opened the door to leave. “Congratulations.” She closed the door behind her.

Haimi sat there for a minute before climbing down to put her clothes back on. She used the towel that was provided to wipe between her legs. She left the room and headed to the front. There she collected everything the doctor had stated would be there including her ultrasound photos.

She sat in her car and stared at the photo of her baby. It looked like a dot and if she hadn’t known where to look she would have missed it. She took out her phone and sent a text to David to find out where he was. When she got the message that he was at home, she started the car and drove there. She had to show him the picture so that he would believe that she was pregnant.


“I know I messed up, but he listened to the songs and he wants to talk to you.”

“Call him.”


“If he wants to talk to me, call him. I’m not going all the way over there just to be embarrassed again.”

Man-Man sucked his teeth and took out his phone. He pushed a button and put the phone to his ear.

“I’m out. Fill me in?”


JJ got up from the bed and walked out of the room. Man-Man handed the phone to DJ.


“This DJ?”


“Yo, this Trey, Marcus cousin.”

“What’s up?”

” I listened to those songs and you got some talent. I want you to come down to the studio so we can talk some business. I’m at the studio till ten. Come through.”

“Okay. I’ll see you then.”

“Aight, one.”

DJ disconnected the call and handed the phone to Man-Man.

“See? I told you. What did he say?”

“He wants me to come down to the studio.”

“Well, let’s go.”

“Give me a minute.”

“Aight I’ll be downstairs. I’m not sitting around a guy’s room.”

Man-Man left the room and DJ turned back to his computer. He saved all of the work that he had been doing. He couldn’t believe that he was getting a second chance. This may actually be something that was going to work out.

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Book Discussion – One To Hold

2.5 stars. Enough said.

Hey love-bugs,

I was a bit fed up with this book. As you may have guessed by my rating. I tend to score a bit high and this one just didn’t make the cut. As always, here is a spoiler alert for you. So, if you haven’t yet read this book, do so (don’t take my word as gospel unless you trust my judgment) and come back so we can talk.

Kindle –

Paperback –

Now onto the discussion…

I am so sick and tired of books leading women, especially young women (who knows who could pick up this book to read), to equate sex with love. I have to admit you guys, I did something I never do.I judged a book by its cover. I never do that. I could care less about the covers on books. Honestly. This time, I judged and I was so disappointed. The cover led me to believe that I was going to read a cute romance story about two people who meet and fall in love.

I did read a book about two people who met and fell in love, but they never took the time to get to know each other. In the three or four days that they spent in bed screwing, they never did the cute thing where they decide to put off sex for a bit and spend some time together. Where they get to know each other and begin opening up. Nope. Their relationship was solely based on sex. I reached my peak when the author had the two characters talking about how much they loved this other person they had just met and how it had happened so fast, but the kicker is, the female charact Melissa plainly stated that she had never had anyone love her body like him and she loved him. She fell in love because Derek gave her good sex. Are you kidding me? That was it. She knew nothing about the guy and yet she knew that she loved him so fully.

I just can’t take stories like this. Sex does not equate to love. There is more to falling in love with someone than just how good they are in bed.

At that point, I was ready to chuck this book but I have committed myself to starting and finishing the books I choose to read so that I can give honest and unbiased reviews.

The only thing that saved this story was the subplot of Melissa’s abusive relationship with her husband Sloan. It wasn’t well fleshed out and I was annoyed that Louise referred to the abusive as “The Incident” the entire story until the end. It was repetitive and grated my nerves but it was enough to pull my attention from the fact that the main plot pissed me off.

Can I please just find a story where two people fall in love outside of the bedroom? Is that so hard?

What did you guys think? Let me know in the comments.

The next book up for discussion is…

Kindle –

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Until the next time… Love, Peace & Chicken Grease.


Short Story – The Hood Diaries – One Shot, Two Shots – Chapter Three

Dear Diary,

Natalie wakes up to find Rain still asleep in her bed and the air mattress empty. She looked around and saw that all of Haimi’s things were gone. She let out a sigh of relief and also rolled her eyes at the girls indecency to let the air out of the mattress.

When she had wanted her friends over for a sleepover, she thought it would be her, Rain and JJ. Rain had to invite Haimi, who Natalie couldn’t stand and JJ texted and canceled. Things just weren’t going her way. First she had to visit her dad in prison and then she had to endure Haimi all night without JJ as a buffer. She had let JJ know exactly how she felt not bothering to mince words (she never did). There was still no reply back from her.

Natalie moved to get up and Rain stirred beside her. She didn’t really care if she woke her friend up. It would be better if they both were awake. That way, Natalie wouldn’t be bored all by herself. she clumsily got out of the bed (likely on purpose) and made her way to the bathroom.

She was surprised that her mother had made breakfast, considering the fight they had the night before about Maria’s failure to make dinner. When she got back to the room, Rain was up and they set about cleaning up and then having breakfast.


A knock at the door woke JJ from her slumber. She felt something wet on her shirt and looked down to find DJ’s head resting on her chest and a big drool spot in the center. The knock came again and JJ tapped DJ on the head to wake him. He looked up confused and frowned at the knocking.

“Yeah?” he called out.

“Time to get up,” his dads voice boomed through the door. “There’s breakfast downstairs.”

“Alright. I’ll be right down.”

“Good morning JJ,” his father said.

They sat up and stared at each other alarmed.

“Good morning Mr. Jacobs,” she said meekly.

“We’ll see you downstairs too,” he said. His voice with a hint of humor in it.

They heard his footsteps retreat and then laughed.

“How long do you think he’s known?” JJ asked.

“I have no idea.”

“DJ,” JJ said pointing to her soiled shirt.

“My bad. That just means that I was comfortable,” DJ said. He shrugged his shoulders.

“Gee, thanks.” She wanted to curl back up and sleep some more but they had been outed, so there was no point in trying to sneak out. DJ let her get the bathroom first before they went to face his parents.


Niice was so over Tabitha but he wasn’t really getting the hint. She called and texted him constantly, quickly becoming his stalker. He didn’t know how to get rid of the girl. It was too bad to because she was a pretty girl. The sex was pretty good. She had just become a nag and he did not like needy girls. She was probably only with him for the money anyways. He grew tired of her quickly and now he was ready for her to disappear.

With all that in mind, he didn’t know why when she had pulled up to the block, he had gotten into her car and gone to her house with her. They bickered the entire drive and he knew he would get sucked off, so as much as he wanted to tell her to pull over so he could jump out, he didn’t.

He went with her and he let her give him head and then when she thought she was going to get something in return, he pulled his pants up and left. Not before hearing her threats about having her cousins come after him.

It was something he was used to hearing. He didn’t mean to be a dog. He just had a hard time finding a good girl.


DJ went to the small studio with Man-Man and was immediately embarrassed. He had put all his eggs in one basket, so to speak, and as always Man-Man had been lying. When his cousin had laughed at him for believing a word of what Man-Man said, he turned and left the studio.

“DJ, hold up,” Man-Man called after him. “I’m sure we can get him to change his min. He just has to listen to your stiff.”

“Man, I’m going home. I’m already late and I’m not getting my ass beat for you.”

DJ ran to the bus stop to catch the bus that was just pulling up and head home. He couldn’t even feign surprise when he found his mom and dad sitting on the couch waiting for him. Between having JJ sleep in his bed (even though he tried to assure them that they were just friends) and then missing his curfew, his parents looked at him like they didn’t trust him anymore.

When they had grounded him and forbid him from DJing Natalie’s party, he knew he had messed up. Natalie’s party was the highlight of the summer. Every year they had a big end of the summer party and DJ supplied the music.

He had to play that night.


Haimi drove over to David’s house and texted him that she was outside. When he got in she drove them to get something to eat. While they waited for their food, she removed the only pregnancy test she had kept and placed it on the table in front of him.

“What is this?” he asked.

“What does it look like?”

“Is this for real?”

“I don’t know why I would joke about something like that. It’s not like it’s April Fools,” Haimi said sarcastically.

“Yo, you’re pregnant?” His eyes had remained glued on the test the moment she sat it down.

“Whoo!” he shouted. He grabbed the test and shots his hands in the air triumphantly. “I’m gonna be a dad!” The other patrons applauded and Haimi hid her face behind her hands. “When did you find out?”

“A week ago.”

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner?” he asked. His excitement died down.

“I had to be sure.”

“So, you’re sure?”


“We’re really having a baby?”

“According to about ten different tests,” she said.

“I’m so happy right now.”

“Really?” she asked. She hadn’t expected him to be excited. She actually thought he was going to do what most guys did and claim the baby wasn’t his. His excitement surprised her.

“Yeah. Babies are a gift.”

A gift? she thought.


Lamar took what Black had said to him to heart. He knew that he had to start stepping up more. So, the next day he removed himself from the pack. He moved farther down the street and decided the cars coming from his direction would be his first. That way he didn’t have to fight anyone for the sell.

He had been doing pretty good. Before Niice showed up. Niice saw him standing alone and joined him. With him came the crowd. Followers. The whole lot of them. They figured if it was good enough for Niice, then it had to be good enough for them.

Lamar did not relish in that last bit.

“Why you couldn’t stay where you were,” he said to Niice.

“Why are you trying to stand down here by yourself?”

“Because I’m trying to unload some of this without having to push and shove with everybody.”

“That’s not going to toughen you up,” Niice said matter-of-factly.

“I’m not trying to toughen up. I’m trying to make some money,” Lamar said.

“You might want to toughen up too,” Niice said. “I’m just saying.”

“You should have stayed where you were.”

“No one tells me what to do.”

With that, the conversation was dropped.


Rain sat on the couch, in her living room, bored, frustrated and rolling her eyes. Her stepdad Chuck was on another one of his rants and she wanted to be anywhere but there.

Saying that Rain and Chuck did not get along was a complete understatement. It didn’t matter that he had been in her life for ten years or that he was married to her mother. She couldn’t stand him with every fiber in her being. She felt like he was trying to replace her father and that just didn’t sit well with her and wasn’t a possibility.

She did have to thank him for one thing though. The moment her father learned that her mother was marrying Chuck he started coming around more. She loved her dad but he had a problem with being a little absent in the past. That had changed about five years ago and she couldn’t be happier. She just didn’t like Chuck trying to rule her life. That she could live without.

Now here he was going on and on about the cellphone bill. She didn’t understand why. What was the phone for if not to text and call on? It’s not like she could do anything else on it. It was solely so that she could keep in touch with her friends, her dad and her boyfriend. She didn’t understand what the big deal was?

“Are you listening to me?” Chuck yelled.

“You’re talking aren’t you?”

“You’re going to get in a lot of trouble with that mouth of yours.”

“By who?”

Rain had been raised to respect her elders but she just couldn’t bring herself to do that with Chuck. He was so annoying and as much as she tried to be respectful her feisty side won out. She wished her mother had never married him and that he would just go away. It was all she wanted at the moment.

He always made it seem as if he could and would put his hands on her and she was waiting for that day.

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Book Discussion – Cade – Le Beau Series – Book One

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I didn’t think I was going to like this story. I thought I was in for another erotica fluff that was full of explicit sex and little to no story. I was wrong.

Anna James is newly divorced. She stayed in a loveless marriage until her kids graduated from college. For five years she dreamed about a man, who in her mind was perfect, completely believing she made him up as a way to escape.

Cade Le Beau is a two hundred year old shifter whose parents are ready for him to find his mate. After contacting the goddess Luna, they discover that she has moved to New Orleans where Cade lives and set up a chance meeting for the two.

It was pretty clear to me that the man Anna dreamed about for five years would turn out to be real. I thought it would just be on her part but I liked that they were actually visiting each other in their dreams because Cade had the same dreams for five years. When they met for the first time I wanted more. They had just had a daydream about the other and then Cade spotted her and approached her. I wanted her to possibly think she was still dreaming. Maybe say or do something that would cause her embarrassment, which is weird because I hate all things embarrassing.

The connected pretty quickly which I guess seemed right considering they sort of knew each other from their dreams.

Anna’s ex husband suddenly becoming super dangerous was a surprise. I feel like there was no buildup to his actions. One minute he’s cheating on her. The next their divorced and she moves. Then he follows her and tries to get her back. Then he asks for money. Then he sees her with Cade on a date and then tries to kill her. It just all felt like the attempted murder came out of nowhere. I know it was used as a way to bring Cade and Anna closer, but I feel like the author missed a few steps to let us know that he was a potential violent man.

Anna having powers was also a bit of surprise. It almost felt like maybe Cade was keeping things from her but he said that he could never keep anything from her. It wasn’t until they officially mated that he explained that to her. The mating ritual was a lot more detailed then I have read in similar books. I liked the aspect of it being sort of like saying vows when you get married.

Anna’s powers come into play when she goes to help Cade’s brother Simon, who says in wolf form because he was in the army and away from anyone to have constant touch with. What bothered me with that bit was they mentioned that she would go back to help him heal but then only mentioned it one other time. I would have liked to see how that worked out for Simon. When they mentioned her friend Rose coming to visit, it was only right that Rose would be Simon’s mate being that final thing that pulled him out of his dark place.

I do want to one day purchase the next book in the series. Only after I make a serious dent in my kindle, of course.

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Journey To Full-Time Writer – Fear Of Failure

Hey Lovebugs,

I have been told so many times to not let fear stop me from trying to accomplish my goals, but that is easier said than done. It is so easy to give into fear.

I have so many dreams and plans for my future and career and many would ask, well what are you doing to get there? My answer. Little to nothing. I write but it is very sporadic. I know that nothing happens overnight and if I want my writing and film career to take off I have to put the work in, but I’m scared.

I’m scared that I’m going to put in all of that work and it will be for nothing. Would I be wasting my time? What if I’m no good and I’m just fooling myself?

Sorry for the short post, I just wanted to share what’s been weighing heavily on my mind the past few days.

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Keep Calm & Journey On.


Short Story – The Hood Diaries – One Shot, Two Shots – Chapter Two

Dear Diary,

Haimi looked up into the mirror and let out a shaky breath. She took in her features. Large doe eyes, full lips, wide nose. She was a pretty girl. A tomboy but a pretty girl none the less. Her features would look good on any child she had.

Her gaze fell down on the positive pregnancy test sitting on the edge of the sink. Was she ready for all that? She was only sixteen. Was she ready for kids? To pass anything about her down? Her eyes stayed glued to the words ‘pregnant’ on the screen of the test. according to the test, she had to get ready. That and the fact that she had taken a different test everyday for the better part of a week. They had all said the same thing. As much as she continued to pee on the sticks and willed them to give her a different result.

They all said the same thing.

She was pregnant.

She was going to have a baby.

She was going to be a parent whether she wanted to or not.

She looked back up at her reflection and thought of her own mother. A women that she didn’t know. She didn’t even refer to her by name. She was just the girl who happened to carry her. What if she turned out to be like her and abandoned her child?


Natalie stormed into the living room and shoved a sheet of paper in her moms face. Maria Rosario looked up from the magazine she was reading and took the paper.

“What is this?”

“My party is this weekend and you haven’t done a thing to get ready for it. So I made you a list.”

“I don’t need a list. I know what I have to do.” Maria held the paper back out for Natalie and looked back down at her magazine.

“Keep it,” Natalie said curtly. She turned to walk away but Maria’s voice stopped her.

“This came for you today.”

Natalie snatched the envelope from her and after reading who it was from she tried to give it back.

“I don’t want this.”

“It’s yours and I think you should read it.”

“You read it.”

“It wasn’t addressed to me.”

Natalie rolled her eyes and stormed to her room slamming the door shut. She read the letter at gasped at the audacity of the words written. When she got up to give her mother a piece of her mind, she found her standing at the door waiting.

“He could get out?” Natalie asked.

“He has to sit before the parole board but it is a possibility. We’re going to see him on Wednesday.”

“I’m not going.”

“You will go or there will be no party.” Maria turned and walked away not waiting for Natalie to argue.

She slammed her door shut and grabbed her notebook to vent out her frustration in her diary.


Rain sat on her bed with her boyfriend doing some serious making out. She loved kissing him but she knew it was serious by the way he continued to grab her boob. Even though she repeatedly moved his hand.

Rain was a virgin. She didn’t think it was something to be ashamed of but so many kids made her feel like it was. That included her boyfriend Mark. He was ready. He’s been ready. She just didn’t think that she was ready. For her, it was a serious step to take and she wanted to be sure that it was the right step. Or that he was the person she should take that step with. She loved her boyfriend, but was he the one?

Mark moved from feeling her up over her shirt and moved his hand under it to get to her boobs. She grabbed his hand and broke the kiss, leaning back a bit.

“Hey, I told you I’m not ready.”

Mark sucked his teeth and shook his head.

“I gotta go,” he said standing.

“You don’t have to leave,” she pleaded. She hated sounding like she was begging him to stay.

“Yeah, I do. Your stepdad will be home soon.”

He didn’t wait for her to say anything. He opened the door and walked out, closing it behind him. Rain let out a heavy sigh. She was sure he was going to break up with her if she didn’t have sex with him soon.


Lamar stood in the background on the corner. He was a drug dealer but he didn’t have much success dealing drugs. It didn’t help that he stood out there with ten other guys, including his best friend Niice. It was a dog-eat-dog world and he was getting eaten.

He got out to the block late, had only sold a quarter of his stuff and the boss wasn’t happy. To top it off, he had to go back and have a meeting with the big guy. That, he was not looking forward to. Black was not to be messed with and Lamar was certain he did not want to be the one doing the messing.

He didn’t know what Black had in store for him when he went to him later and he didn’t want to know.


Darius aptly known by his initial, DJ, spent way too much time in front of his computer working on beats and songs. At least that was what everyone else said. They all knew that he wanted to be a real DJ and maybe one day a producer and he didn’t think he would get there by not putting in the work. Plus, he it was one of few projects his parents let him do without hounding him.

“Hey, Marcus is downstairs.”

DJ looked over his shoulder at his mom in his open doorway (the door was always kept open during the day). “I’ll be right down.”

He saved everything he was working on and headed downstairs, not surprised that he found his best friend Man-Man at the kitchen table eating.

DJ walked over to the stove and lift the top from the pot.

“Oh no you don’t,” his mother said. “If you are hungry, you can make a sandwich or something. That’s for later.”

“How come Man-Man gets the good stuff?” DJ asked. He replaced the lid and turned around.

“That’s to be sure Marcus isn’t back he at dinner time begging.”

“You know I appreciate it Mrs. J,” Man-Man said around a mouth full of food.

He told his mom goodbye as she headed to a meeting at the church. Man-Man finished his food and they sat down to play Madden. Man-Man told him about a cousin looking for some songs for a demo and DJ was hesitant to believe him. Man-Man was a known liar after all.


Jessica, also known as JJ, buried her face in her pillow, screamed, kicked her feet and punched the bed. It was silly for a sixteen-year-old to have a tantrum but she didn’t care. Her father had once again canceled on her and she was fed up. It pained her that he did so, so that he could spend the week out of town with her half-brother.

“Are you done?”

JJ stopped moving and sat up. She blew out a breath and turned to her mother.

“I don’t know why I care.”

“You care because that’s who you are and I’m sorry he canceled,” Nikki said.

“I just get so tired of this,” JJ said shaking her head. She was doing her thing she could to not let the tears that welled up fall. Allowing her father to make her cry needed to be a thing of the past. She just didn’t know how to get to that point. It stung every time he decided that she wasn’t a priority.

“Why don’t you go see DJ?” Nikki suggested. “He always makes you feel better.”

JJ thought about going to see her best friend. He did always know how to cheer her up.


Jason, also known as Niice, stood back and watched the scene play out in front of him. A car came around the corner and down the street. A car that he recognized. He watched as the guys ran forward to flag the car down. Everyone was desperate to make the sell. Niice knew without a doubt that it would be his, so he didn’t need to move.

He had his set of regulars and they only bought from him. It pissed off the other guys and that was cool with him. The way they all feared Black, they had the same feelings toward him. It was how he liked things.

One of the guys turned away from the car disappointment written all over his face. Another guy tried to take his place but he waved him off. He motioned for Niice and he slowly stepped forward. Niice spoke to the pretty girl in the drivers seat. He called over the guy who had initially tried to sell to her and convinced her to buy from him.

The guy was super appreciative.

That was what Niice wanted. He was going to start making moves to have his own operation soon and he needed people who were going to move with him. Lamar was a done deal, he just had to add to his team. If letting some of his definite sells go was the way to do that, then so be it.

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Book Discussion – Breaking Skin


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I really enjoyed this book. I mentioned in the last discussion that I wanted to come across a book that wasn’t just about sex and had a real story to it and I’m surprised that it turned out to be the next book.

In fact, the sex scenes were no where near as graphic as the last couple of books.

Nikki is a ballerina who has a pretty bad dad and receives bad news from the sister she is estranged from and goes out with friends to drink and take her mind off of things. She meets Cole who is a professional hockey player having his own bad day and is looking to let off some steam as well. They connect and thanks to too many drinks, end up in bed together.

It’s a romance so we know that one night isn’t going to be the end of it. The twist comes when Nikki goes to visit her sister and niece and learns that Cole is their neighbor. He’s also the guy that has been sleeping with her sister.

This new dynamic was an interesting wrench thrown into the story. Especially because the sister, Renee, takes off and goes missing for a month, allowing Cole and Nikki time to reconnect.

What I found interesting is that Nikki has been carrying around a lot of guilt for nine years because she told a secret that eventually protected her and Renee, but she was made to be the bad guy. That was an interesting story. Renee resented her so much for telling people that their father was raping Renee, essentially turning their lives upside down. Seeing the way different writers tackle the issue of abusive is always interesting, and I liked how the writers had this be a thing that caused them to drift apart as opposed to bringing them closer together. You would think that going through something like that would bond them but it had the opposite effect and that is something that could really happen.

That secret was a big part of the story and then you had the story of whether or not Nikki and Cole will take a shot with each other. They do in Renee’s absence but when Renee returns and learns of their relationship, she asks Nikki to break it off so she can be with Cole. It was a bit selfish on Renee’s part but I could see why she felt the need to be selfish. She had just gotten out of rehab and thought that nothing good was going on her life. Cole had been a good thing for her before she disappeared and she thought she needed him. At the same time it made me mad because she had spent so much time painting Nikki in such a bad light to everyone including her daughter.

Nikki had to work to prove to people that she wasn’t the guy that her sister painted her out to be and that wasn’t fair to her. She did what she thought was the right thing when she told about her fathers abuse. For her to be resented and mistreated for it made my heart ache for her.

As always, I was happy with the outcome because I got a happy ending and I was happier when their was a epilogue. I thought the author was going to leave me hanging with them walking off into the sunset together. So happy that she didn’t. We got to see the get engaged and Cole getting custody of his son. It was the perfect way to end this book.

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