The Project: Create a short graphic novel that combines several of my upcoming ebook characters and crosses literary genres.
Here’s how the above scene will be on Page 2 of the graphic novel:
First thing – The Boys are back! This is a scifi anti-Superhero show on Amazon Prime Video featuring three of my favorite actors, Karl Urban, Laz Alonzo and Giancarlo Giuseppe Alessandro Esposito
Here’s the original:
The Boys are based on a popular graphic novel of the same name.
Since I create ebook promos, I decided to give my trio of witches Lilith, Ondine and Pagan the graphic novel treatment. Here’s a sneak peek at Pagan’s comix:
I’ve had to rediscover my love of writing, due to my mom’s death and a change in my family duties. Books were put on hold, but I plan on releasing new ones this month. I thank all readers for your patience during this trying time.
What I love about writing is the ability to world build as I see fit (but still within the confines of reality when creating fiction based on real life). That’s why I’m excited about the upcoming New Adult offerings, like the basketball romance ONE on ONE.
This book focuses on two elite NCAA basketball players, one male and one female. The supporting characters include Hispanic and LGBTQ voices, because being inclusive is one of the reasons I decided to self-publish.
Make-up sex is the greatest thing ever.
Remember this name: P. P. Arnold. In 1966 at the tender age of twenty she went over to England, recording with the greats of British music: Mic Jagger, Cat Stevens, Rod Stewart, the band Small Faces and Barry Gibbs.
Patricia Arnold sang backup for the Ike and Tina Turner Revue, and traveled with them overseas. She quit the tour in 1966 and stayed in England, noting this: “A young black woman on her own in America in a white environment would not have been treated as well as I was in England.”
Pat’s UK hits included “Angel of the Morning” which became a big hit in the US for Merrilee Rush and country singer Juice Newton.
For more on P. P. Arnold’s legendary musical history, please visit her website: https://pparnold.com/biography
In later posts I’ll have more info on black women who made music history, since two of my novels deal with groundbreaking fictional singers (Jukebox Vol. One and The Queen of Comedy)
I’ve got new ebooks coming out in
Aprillate May, including:
One on One excerpt:
Rhea had already decided that a quick hug would be appropriate for his chivalry. Lean in, squeeze and separate. Only she hadn’t figured on Yohan catching hold of her hand. He held it a beat too long while stepping backwards, as he if wanted to pull her to him. That moment in time, a sort of shy indecision made her words pour out. “You-you . . . I mean, I’ve got some strawberry wine coolers upstairs and-and video games. We could play Fortnite if you want.”
His brows rose and quickly lowered at her offer. Fuck playing Fortnite. ©
One on One excerpt:
Yohan Sukari was in her dorm room. Spooning her. Spooning. Her.
Ondine is from New Orleans:
While Lilith is the strongest of the three witches, Ondine is the most feared (the reason is part of her origin story).
This is just a post giving thanks and also one of reflection.
I’m so thankful that I got to spend time with my mom before she passed, and also how our family came together. I realize this is the next page in the chapter of life, where elder care and also helping those I love with disabilities will need more focus. I pray that I’m able to do even half of what my mom did.
Some of the spin-offs from the RUSH series are turning out to be novellas, while others have been moved up for ebook release. It all started with Somali Bantu refugee Aaliyah and the outlaw biker Aiden:
But why should guys have all the fun?
A virgin is introduced to the sensual bondage art of Shibari and Kinbaku-bi.
“Are you gonna eat that?” With her fork aimed at the last egg roll on his plate, Nyesha waited for an answer. Takeshi pushed his plate in her direction while she loudly slurped on a Ramen noodle until it disappeared between her lips. Like most places in Tokyo the restaurant was full. Excited chatter from the other patrons bombarded their table, though neither Nyesha or Takeshi had said much once their meals arrived. He leaned back in his chair, content to watch Nyesha get her fill. Even under the harsh florescent light her brown skin was pure silk in its hue and smoothness. Whenever she’d stare back at him, Takeshi realized he could get lost in the depths of her luminous dark eyes. She gave him a grimace, guessing how she must look, like she was vacuuming food down. “Sorry. Guess I was hungrier than I thought.”
“It’s fine. Better to not let good food go to waste.”
She could agree with that. After a very unladylike burp, Nyesha went on a laughing fit. “Oh shit. You must think I’m a pig, and I don’t blame you.”
His brow went up at her use of profanity, but Nyesha’s smile was endearing enough to put Takeshi at ease. “Would you like to order anything else, in case you get hungry later?”