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I swear I think I change book covers the way chicks change their drawls. LOL! I must have changed A Thug's Redemption's cover four times before I finally was satisfied with the outcome. The only books that have not been changed were A Thug's Redemption 2 and A Thug's Redemption 3.
There wasn't really anything wrong with Obsessive Intimacies cover per say, I just didn't feel like it was compelling enough. I mean, while it is a suspenseful story, I don't think the cover gave that idea away nor did it have the feel of "erotica" when I looked at it. And let's just be honest, readers do judge books by their covers. So I decided to go with the original cover idea that I had instead of listening to folks when I was designing it. And voila!
To me, this cover has more POW to it without giving too much away. In the first cover, you can see that there is a love triangle going on in there but not anything that would make a reader do a double take when looking at the cover, pick it up and say, "Damn, I need to read this!" I wanted my readers to feel the heat and the passion that is vividly written in every sex scene throughout this entire book as well as get sucked into the drama and establish a connection with the characters. So far, so good. So no shade thrown to the other cover (I designed them both) It's all gravy baby.
Obsessive Intimacies was my fourth novel. I wanted to step away from urban fiction/street lit and try my hand at some good old fashion drama, suspense and throw a little erotica in there while I was at it. When I write my books, I always imagine my mother reading them and what her reaction would be. So you can imagine with all of the hot, steamy sex scenes, the profanity and the way various acts were described, I did quite a bit of cringing as I was reading through it and editing it. I'm not going to lie to y'all, I was saying to myself for the majority of the sex scenes, "Oh my God, my momma finna skin me alive!" And then I had the horrible thought of my brother reading this book and shaking his head at me. LOL! It seems silly, doesn't it? After all, I am an adult now. But I can't help but still feel like the little girl sitting between my mother's legs getting my hair braided or the little sister begging her big brother to teach her how to play Street Fighter 2 on the old Super Nintendo, so yeah, the idea of them reading these sexually explicit terrifies me lol. But I enjoyed writing it! And judging by the reviews and feedback I've gotten on the book, I know people are enjoying every page.
Check out the synopsis below!
Monogamy was not one of Markel's strongest suits when it came to his relationship with the woman he referred to his as his "right hand lady". During the first five years of his relationship with Tierra, he had an insatiable appetite for a variety of women, having numerous affairs while thinking TIerra was none the wiser. Unbeknownst to him, Tierra was well aware of his adulterous activities and decided to indulge in her own sweetest payback by seeking comfort in the arms of his best friend, giving into the age-old ideology that what's good for the goose, is good for the gander.
Though Markel at one point changed his cheating ways, a new temptation crosses his path and he quickly reverts back to his scandalous ways. Not willing to sit idly by while Markel continuously disrespected their wedding vows, Tierra begins an affair of her own, introducing problems neither one of them anticipated having. From road rage to fist fights, to a racist violent father of Markel's White Mistress, these affairs quickly spiral out of control and a deadly obsession is formed in the end. A cross between "Jungle Fever" and "Fatal Attraction" and filled with steamy, wild, and erotic sex scenes, Obsessive Intimacies is sure to grab onto you from the first page and not let you go until the last sentence!
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Hello readers! I've been a bit under the weather lately and I even lost my voice. If you guys could hear me talk, it's terrible. Well... actually you are about to hear me talk LOL! I pre-scheduled a radio interview with Ronny Press on thefnradio.com. With the stress surrounding my grandmother's death along with a cold that I was falling prey too, it was just too much strain on my voice. But I was not going to back out of that interview. Tina Turner got on stage and did one of her best performances early in her career with a hoarse voice and sang the hell out of Fool in Love. So if she could do it, I definitely was not going to wimp out. I actually pretty good though I am a little upset with the sound quality on my mic. I swear I was right up on it. And speaking loudly. But for some reason, I was recorded very low. Nevertheless, I wanted to share my first radio interview with you all. I was unable to edit it so the entire radio segment is on this recording, including the second interview with an up and coming singer also from Philly as well as some hot music that was played. I hope you enjoy! Peace!Click here to listen!Read More
- I recently did a literary consultation call with the fabulous Dawn Michelle Hardy from Dream Relations PR and Literary Consultation company and it was indeed insightful and very informative. For those who are not familiar with who Dawn Michelle Hardy is, she is the former Publicist for Teri Woods, also an author from Philly who is known for her page turning novels, the Dutch Series, True to The Game and many more. Check out the awesome site Here. I urge any author who is looking for some direction in guidance with their journey in being a self-published author to seek out her services. Her consultation calls are on point! Prior to doing the consultation call with Ms. Hardy, I was telling a friend of mine that I was seriously thinking about changing the cover to A Thug's Redemption. When it was first done for me, I was so excited. But after a while, the excitement wore off. It seemed as though something was missing from the cover. It didn't grab me. And if it didn't grab me, it possibly wasn't grabbing others either. Don't get me wrong, I think the young lady who designed the cover for me did a remarkable job. But let's be honest; people DO judge a book by its cover. Ms. Hardy agreed with me and suggested that I give A Thug's Redemption a cover make-over. Add some color to it and make it POP because Urban Fiction novels are all about grabbing a reader with a catching title for the book as well as a spicy and decorative cover. Check out the new cover for A Thug's Redemption below I am truly looking forward to the next series of books that are printed with this cover attached. For those who have A Thug's Redemption with the original cover, hold onto it because it is sure to be a collectors item very soon. Thanks for checking out my blog! Peace!Read More
The flavorful blog, Hottest Urban Fiction Reviews by Ericka Strafford was kind enough to publish a review for my novel A Thug's Redemption. To read her review in its entirety, Click Here It's always an honor to have someone share their views and enthusiasm about my work as well as help spread the word about this awesome story. Ericka was also kind enough to do an interview with me as well. Read her Author Spotlight on Yani by Clicking Here. Insightful and probing. Her style is indeed refreshing. Thanks so much for the opportunity, Ericka! Peace!Read More
Hello readers! Recently, I had a book signing at Horizon Books in The Gallery Market East in Center City Philadelphia and I must say it was a FREAKING SUCCESS! I actually almost sold out of all of the copies that I brought with me. I will say though I normally have a flamboyant and live personality, I am not used to approaching strangers even to thell them I am a new author from Philly with a hot new novel. But after a few tips from the young lady who works at the store, I slowly but surely opened up and began approaching people as they passed by and the sales began rolling in. I even had a few of my friends from middle school, Jessica Isom, who is a RN at Thomas Jefferson University Hospital, Shawn Pendleton, (who I used to have a MAJOR crush on in high-school (shhhhh) stop by to show support. I must say, I was extremely amazed with how the book signing turned out and cannot wait for the next one. Here are a few pictures below of some of the people who purchased A Thug's Redemption and showed that Philly can indeed support Philly. I seriously cannot wait to do another book signing in the Gallery or anywhere else. Thanks so much for your support! Peace!
- People are always curious about me, how I became a writer, how did I end up writing A Thug's Redemption and what is my book about. So here is a video clip of me answering those questions. Get to know a little bit more about the author behind the new popular page turner, A Thug's Redemptiong. Enjoy!Read More
Goodreads have picked the winners of my book giveaway for A Thug's Redemption. I first want to thank everyone who was interested enough in my book to join in and I wish I could have made more available. Congratulations to...(drum roll)Shaina Gallaway, Mike J Gardner, Heather Polk, Michelle Lewis Carpenter, and Todd Burns! The books will be sent out before the end of this week. I hope you enjoy reading my novel as much as I enjoyed writing it! I look forward to your reviews.
As I mentioned before, I have finished the sequel to A Thug's Redemption and I am getting a lot of positive feedback from it. I've been told that the sequel is indeed better than the first which is what I ultimately was trying to achieve. I wasn't going to release it until possibly late July, early August, but my readers are insisting that I release it sooner. I still want to make sure that A Thug's Redemption reaches a broad audience not just in Philly, New Jersey or Delaware, but all over the country. But I have picked a release date which will be June 10th 2013! Right now I am working on the book cover and making some edits. As soon as I have decided on a cover, I will broadcast it so my readers can let me know what they think.
Again, I want to thank all those who continue to support my work as well as the people who entered the book reads giveaway and stop by daily to read my blog as well as the excerpts from my books. I will be posting a new preview from a new novel I am working on currently entitled "Ebony Femme Fatale". This book is definitely going to rock. Thanks for stopping by! Peace!Read More
How excited am I that the sequel to A Thug's Redemption is completed, edited and just waiting on a cover? Super excited! I finished writing it a little over two weeks ago but I recently finished going through it with a fine toothed comb to make sure all mistakes and errors were corrected and to make sure the plot came together and this black urban street novel was written so vividly that my readers can feel as though they are watching a movie with every page that they turn. I also wanted to make sure the characters from the original ATR had evolved into something more than the troubled youth that they were in the first story.
Click Here for a free preview of A Thug's Redemption and Click Here for a free preview of A Thug's Redemption 2: Jamal's Return. And for all those who are curious as to what the sequel has to bring, hold onto your seats!
Synopsis of A Thug's Redemption 2: Jamal's Return:
After being away from his North Philly neighborhood for more than nine years and starting a career as a Wilmington Delaware Police Detective, Jamal is lured back to North Philly when a shoot-out erupts, killing one of his best friends and critically injuring another. A Detective, who becomes familiar with Jamal's past unravels shocking truths about drugs, dirty cops, and their role in a drug war that is claiming lives in a North Philly neighborhood, daily. Jamal is blackmailed and forced into a position to possibly take down his cousin Samir. With his back against the wall as his past comes back to haunt him one more time, Jamal has to decide whether or not he will return to his life from the past, or honor his badge? Plot twists, turns and jawing dropping, non-stop action from start to finish completes this new street lit novel, with an ending so shocking, readers will undoubtedly speculate that another part is waiting in the wings to conclude this Urban Saga. One thing is for certain and two things are for sure, in this urban fiction sequel, all bets are off and EVERYBODY is expendable...including Jamal.
Are you ready for an excerpt?
The morning of Kiree and Ms. Becky’s funeral arrived quickly. Keisha, Manny and their son got ready early. She grabbed her gun and was about to put it in the small of her back again but Manny stopped her.
“Keesh, we’re going to be in a church and a graveyard. I don’t think anything is going to pop off today. Leave that home.” Manny told her.
Keisha hesitated having a feeling deep in her gut that she should take the gun with her. But she didn’t want Manny to think that she did not trust his judgment. She removed the clip from the gun, put it in its lock box and sat it in the top of their closet out of their son’s reach. They climbed into Keisha’s car and drove to Ms. Becky’s house with D-Ball following behind.
The family limo arrived shortly after Manny and Keisha were in the house greeting other family members. Jamal, Maurice and Deisha showed up and they waited until it was time to get to the funeral. Deisha, Maurice and Jamal stayed with Keisha, Manny and their family so they could walk in together. Manny held it together until he reached Kiree’s casket. Looking at his older brother set him off and he lost it. Keisha did her best to hold him up but he was almost on the floor with his legs giving way. Jamal tried to help her hold him up to get him to his seat. His grief and loud sobs were upsetting their son and Kamir began to cry as well. They sat in the second row with Keisha cradling him in her arms as they cried together. Deisha, Maurice, Jamal and D-Ball sat behind them. Jamal and D-Ball were busy looking at the obituaries but Deisha was watching the people who came in to view Kiree and Ms. Becky. She noticed a tall man who had a stocky build walk over to Kiree’s casket. He was light-skinned, possibly Puerto-Rican, and dressed in an all in one gray Dickie suit with a pair of Timberland boots. He stared at Kiree for a moment, expressionless, and then looked at Keisha and Manny. Deisha stared at him, waiting to see if he was going to view Ms. Becky as well. But when she saw the way he looked at Manny, she caught a bad feeling. D-Ball bent over to tie his shoe, not paying attention to anything and was unseen to the man in the Dickie suit. But the visitor noticed Jamal and turned to leave as quickly as he arrived.
“Did you just see that shit?” Deisha asked Maurice, disregarding the fact that she was using profanity in a church.
“Yeah, I saw that shit.” Maurice said in a low voice as he looked behind him. He didn’t see if the guy sat down or left so he faced forward. He too had a bad feeling.
“Am I crazy or did it look like he was checking to make sure Kiree was dead?” Deisha asked.
“That’s exactly what it looked like. Aww man. This shit got me feeling sick. I got a bad feeling.” Maurice replied.
“A bad feeling like what, what are y’all talking about?” Jamal asked.
Deisha whispered to him what she and Maurice had noticed with the last guy who came in to view Kiree and the way he looked at Manny.
“Shiiiiid,” Jamal mumbled as he looked around. “I didn’t think to have the cops outside of the church.” He pulled out his phone and text Detective Davidson asking him to come to the church where the funeral was being held and to have a unit on stand-by just in case.
“Jamal, are you carrying?” Maurice asked.
“Fucking right I’m carrying. Shit, I’m in Philly. I don’t go no-where without my burner,” Jamal replied. He elbowed D-Ball. “Yo dawg, I know you’re carrying.”
“When am I never carrying?” D-Ball replied. “Why what’s going on?”
Jamal leaned over and whispered in D-Ball’s ear, telling him what Deisha had just said. D-Ball looked around and then turned sideways so the people sitting next to him couldn’t see him pull his gun out. He checked the clip to make sure it was fully loaded and then eased it back where he took it from. He then checked his other one.
“I don’t believe this shit,” D-Ball said as he shook his head. His palms were sweating as the funeral proceeded. Jamal, Maurice, Deisha and D-Ball were all nervous but did not want to alarm Manny or Keisha. Jamal checked his phone and saw Davidson text him back letting him know a unit would be on the corner and he was in the back of the church. Jamal turned around and looked. Davidson nodded at him.
Jamal turned back around and whispered to D-Ball. “Keep Keisha, Manny and Kamir behind you when we leave. I’ma stay on your right and Davidson will be on your left, cool?”
“Got you,” D-Ball replied. They waited out the funeral and finally, the recessional was under way. Little by little, the packed church moved past the two caskets to say their farewells. D-Ball leaned next to Keisha as they stood to the side. “When we walk out of here; you, Kamir and Manny stay behind me and Jamal.” He grabbed her hand and made her touch the small of his back where his gun was. “Pull my gun when you need it.” D-Ball said to her in a low voice. Keisha looked at him puzzled but then nodded her head. The Pall Bearers grabbed the caskets and began walking out of the church. Keisha’s heart was pounding in her chest. She stayed close behind D-Ball with Manny and her son at her side. Jamal walked ahead of them but close to D-Ball with Deisha and Maurice behind him. As they were walking down the stairs, Deisha looked around. She searched the crowd wildly for the man she saw in the church. By the time she saw him, it was too late.
“That’s him,” Deisha said to Jamal as she jerked on his arm. Another gunman came from the left and pulled his gun. Keisha pushed Manny and her son back with her left hand as she pulled the gun from D-Ball’s back with her right. D-Ball pulled his other gun and fired at the man in the all in one Dickie suit as Keisha fired at the one coming towards them. People screamed and started running, pushing to get out of the way. Jamal took two shots to his torso and fell back. D-Ball turned and fired at the other gunman as Davidson fired at him also. Manny grabbed his son and ran back inside of the church. The scene outside of the church was chaotic as people either fell or was knocked down while others pushed and shoved to keep from getting shot. More cops came and grabbed D-Ball and Keisha. Davidson ran over to Jamal to check him. He was almost in a panic hoping that nothing bad happened to Jamal. When he felt the bullet proof vest, he let out a sigh of relief. Jamal was disoriented as he tried opening the vest. It felt like there was too much pressure against his chest. He coughed as he took deep breaths.
“DEISHA!” Maurice called out.
Jamal looked over in their direction and scrambled towards them. Deisha lay on the steps unconscious but still breathing. A bullet hit her in her stomach. Jamal grabbed Maurice and pulled him back.
“I’ve gotta stay with her, man! I’ve gotta stay with her!” Maurice screamed as he struggled against Jamal.
“Listen to me! Listen to me, Maurice! Let the medics do their jobs. She’s going to be alright. Your sister and her son need you.” Jamal said firmly to Maurice. Maurice was trembling as he turned to look at Deisha. The medics were placing her on a gurney and putting her in the back of an ambulance.
“I’ve been where you are, Mar. But you’ve gotta keep a clear head for Deisha, for yourself and for your sister and her son.”
Manny came out of the church with his son in his arms. It took him a moment to calm Kamir down. Davidson was able to talk the police out of arresting Keisha and D-Ball since they both had a license to carry and his guns were registered. Keisha grabbed her son and felt all over his back, checking him to make sure he was okay.
“He’s good, I checked him.” Manny told her. Keisha fell into his arms and cried hysterically.
“They shot Deisha!!” She sobbed in his arms.
Manny held Keisha and looked over at D-Ball with his son. He looked at Jamal and Maurice and saw how distraught he was that Deisha had been shot. He was beyond pissed off and tired.
“Jamal,” Manny called over to him.
Jamal walked over to him and Keisha. “Yo.”
“Samir didn’t even have the fucking courtesy to let me bury my muthafucking mom and brother. He brought the bullshit to their funeral. To their funeral!! You tell that fucking cop he can either bring Samir in tonight or fish his fucking body outta Cobbs Creek tomorrow. He ain’t playing by any rules, why the fuck should we!?” Manny said furiously.
Jamal looked at Manny and Keisha but didn’t have the words to say. He knew Manny was right. He went back over to the cops to assist with the investigation and answer any necessary questions. When they were given the go ahead, Manny and his family headed over to Chelten Hills Cemetery to bury Kiree and Ms. Becky. Jamal and Maurice stayed behind so they could head over to the hospital to check on Deisha.
Maurice sat in a chair in the waiting room leaning on his knees with his hands to his head, shaking his leg. Jamal felt bad for him. He prayed that Deisha made it. He didn’t want Maurice to go through the same thing that he went through with Tamera.
They waited a little longer when finally a doctor came over to them. Maurice stood up. His heart was racing in his chest as he waited to hear what the doctor had to say.
“Ms. Brown was stabilized. It was touch and go for a moment, we almost lost her. The bullet is lodged in some muscular tissue and she had some internal bleeding. We were able to get that under control. She’ll be taken into surgery in the next ten minutes. Thankfully the bullet hasn’t traveled. Once we remove it and repair any damage, she should make a full recovery,” the doctor explained.
Maurice nodded his head and sat back down. Jamal sat next to him when the doctors left.
“She’s going to be okay,” Jamal told Maurice.
“You don’t know that,” Maurice said as he shook his head.
“No, I don’t know that. But I believe that she will be okay. And you need to, too. You have to stay positive for her. Trust me on this,” Jamal said to his friend. Maurice nodded and put his hands back to his head before leaning on his knees again. “I’ll be right back.”
Jamal left the waiting room and called Davidson.
“Davidson,” he answered after the second ring.
“You still think Samir can be taken down by the book?” Jamal asked into his phone, angrily. “Because today shows he doesn’t give a fuck. He attacked at a fucking funeral, my man!”
“I know Jamal, and I understand you’re upset. You should be upset. But we can’t just run around killing people because we think the world will be a better place without them. That’s not up to us to decide,” Davidson argued.
“You do what you gotta do. I’ma do what I gotta do. God bless my vest. Trying to do it your way could’ve gotten me killed today.” Jamal disconnected his call. He needed to move fast. Samir wasn’t waiting. He knew he couldn’t either....
Coming Summer 2013