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Keisha's Back is against the Wall Diary entry #2

Have you ever been in so deep that you felt no one could get you out? Well that is reality for Keisha Cones. She is torn between worlds and crews and in need of some guidance. Read as our Lead character of Deadly Decisions attempts to face her demons...

Trapping on the block tonight I had a lot of shit on my mind. Heavy duty shit, like my future and my life. That was the main reason I dipped out so early, it wasn’t because I wasn’t feeling well like I lied and told the big homie….Though I would never admit to myself or others about the fear I had of getting locked up, or killed out here. I did and It was beginning to take a toll on me, and like all gangsta flicks, I knew as soon as shit got to getting too good, some bad shit was bound to happen." I just hoped that if shit dose go down, that I would be lucky enough to be appointed to a cold jail cell versus a casket dropping six feet deep.

I wanna live and truthfully speaking I do wanna get a chance to change my life and get to know God better, one of these days." But with my luck, I’d probably get set up, robbed and killed in the streets first! Then my grandma gone be grieving my lost and blaming herself for my own choices; my god I love that women more than life itself! So I know if not even for me I have to make a change in my life for her, or at least invest in a fucking street team out here. That way I could sit back relax and collect my money. And if shit got to popping off, then at least my hands would be clean and I would save my grandmother the tears…. Yea, that makes a lot of since to me; I’ll be on that shit at the top of the morning!

TO CHEAT OR NOT TO CHEAT?

INFIDELITY Personality or circumstance?
Is Infidelity a blame game. Who is really responsible for cheating? Many believe that people are pushed to cheat, do to a lack of need not being met from their partner. Others will argue that people who participate in unfaithful behavior have a personality defect of some kind and are not capable of empathy for the other person; but instead are narcissist and self serving. Question: Is there ever a reason to cheat?In my book "INSIDE OUT" the lead character is in a situation where she has shared parts of her world with a stranger. She has completely disregarded her reality and began to live in her fantasy 24/7. In the scene below she walks on the wild side not being mindful of the people she may get hurt...The stress of her secret life was killing her. She would cry herself to sleep, at times not knowing which way to go. Adam gave her thug-out love and held nothing back and she liked that. TE` gave her stability and comfort with a sincere love. She was caught in a whirlwind and loving the turbulence. Evea tried to rationalize her indiscretions as she thought to herself, “Shit, men do this shit all the time. They’re just not as good at it”...

EXCERPT INSIDE OUT by Lati`a D. Johnson

Beee…eep! Evea heard a horn coming from behind her as she pulled out of the parking lot of her job. “Who the hell is this all up on my bumper?” In her rear view mirror she could see a champagne colored car with deep tint and rims that reflected the sun rays. She stopped to let the idiot go by and realized that it was Adam in his new 2006 Lexus Coupe. He pulled beside her and rolled down the window. “Going my way, sexy?” he said as he winked at her.“Whe….n did you get this?” “This baby is fresh off the showroom floor. Want to go for a spin?” “Sure, let me park my Jeep.” Evea got in the coupe and her ass melted in the soft supple cream leather seat. She said, “This shit is hot!”Adam took off down the highway. “Where are we going? I have to be home by”… “SHHHHH, I got you! I want to show you something.” Adam took Evea for a long drive to upstate Pennsylvania. The air was crisp and cold as they pulled up to a huge house with horses and other livestock. “Whose house is this?” “I don’t know but I’m hoping to have one like it real soon. You gone be my part- time wife, taking care of shit.” Evea smiled. As silly as it seemed, she liked that idea, even if it was just a dream. Adam and Evea spent at least three hours more together. When they were together, the time seemed to evaporate like steam from a boiling pot of water. Evea lay gently in his arms gazing up at the sky, wondering how she would continue to pull that shit off. Adam interrupted her from her trance;
“What’s up Sunshine? Why you so quiet?”
“I’m just thinking.” Evea responded.
“About what?” Evea thought to her self,
“Should I tell the truth or spin it like I know how to do so well?” I’m thinking about how good it feels lying in your lap and how great it would feel to be riding that big pole right now.” Adam laughed and licked his lips. Evea knew what excited him. He was a true thug, but he liked to be dominated sometimes. Evea could feel his stick rising to its full potential as it throbbed and pressed against the left side of her head. This turned Evea on. She loved stick and loving Adam’s stick is just what she proceeded to do. Evea slowly unzipped his Enyce jeans with her teeth. Adams eyes grew with excitement as she used her mouth as a tool. His pants and underwear were pulled down with no hands in the equation. Evea slowly licked around the head of his strong pleasure rod. Her soft full lips melted down the sides of his shaft like warm churned butter, up, around down to the base and back up until she gagged. She went on as Adam’s eyes rolled in the back of his head. Evea’s deep throat went to the rhythmic sound of his moans. Evea was dripping wet. Her Seven jeans had a huge puddle that started from the front of her crotch all the way to midway her ass. The more Adam moaned, the deeper Evea went until he became close to climax. Evea then slipped a condom from under her tongue and rolled it down his pole as she held the base of the shaft tight to slow the climax down. Adam could not wait to submerge deep into Evea’s love pocket. He faced Evea toward the back window of the car, her fingers melted into the butter soft leather as she prepared to be penetrated deeper and deeper. Adam entered her sea with slow and hard pumps. Evea’s body trembled from the first stroke. Swap! Swap! Echoed off the windows as he smacked her ass with each stroke. Evea was at her peak with just a few hits. She yelled, “This shit is great!!!!!!! I’m about to cum! Hit that spot with that big stick!” Screams filled the car with the sweet smell of love in the air. Evea’s thick creamy love juice trickled down Adam’s pole from top to bottom. They were paralyzed in the moment, until Evea looked at her watch and realized she had to get home before TE` came from picking up Kayla. “Oh shit, Adam, I got to get back before I’m put on a milk carton.”Evea took out her cell phone to call and check in. She had five missed calls and one text message.The ride back to the city was quiet. They both hated that they had to depart from one another.

11-09-08
Dear Lounge reader’s…
After my idol of all times Mr. Barack Obama accomplished a dream that America thought we’d never see, I’ve decided that the sky is the limit." So in my writing venture I plan to go extremely hard, even harder than expected," or I’ll go home; seriously… Man I am so pumped right now that I feel nothing can hold me back." The hard work of my ancestors and freedom fighter’s has finally come to pass, now it’s time that black America step up as we make history and yell, free at last!
It’s time to stop self hating and regroup, love one another and love to see the next get there head out of water. It’s time we promote and love one another instead of trying to kill one another! It’s time we let our thrones shine and live like the Kings and Queens that we truly are. It’ time we give back to our children and community and for once black America could be proud... We are no longer just your entertainer, and athletics, but now your congress and politicians, your judges and your presidents!
Go black America go!

Thought for the day: I can no longer be held back, I’ve thrown all excuses out the door. Because they will get me no where!
Sincerely, your West CoAsT Writer chick, Mimi Renee…… Blessings!

Publishing News

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THE TROPHY WIFEby Ashley & Jaquavis$15.99
Review:
Kalil’s ready to set his life straight, and that means first and foremost spending as much time as possible with his young daughter, Jada. But keeping clean isn't quite as easy as he'd hoped, and the draw of the streets soon pulls him back... Jada’s dance instructor London, is a beyond-beautiful immigrant from Trinidad who's married to a controlling, abusive man whom she doesn’t love—she was given to him by her father as a way to settle a debt. But when she meets sexy thug Kalil, she quickly sees what love is supposed to be. But her husband is not about to let his arm candy go without a fight... Soon London, Kalil and even Jada find themselves in grave danger in this breathless tale of love, lies, adultery...and death.

YES WE CAN

11/05/2008

It is times like this when I can truly say that I believe... I believe that I can be and do anything I set my mind to ...Even be an award winning African American children's author! the blue print has been laid and I am on my way...YES WE CAN!!!!!!!!!!

Our beautiful and wonderful children, eyes full of wonder, heads full of imagination and curious questions… Our babies, bi-racial, multi-cultural, open-minded and growing up in a world unlike our own; far from the world of our ancestors. I pray for them because most of all, this is their country; they are our leaders of tomorrow. These children are our senators, congress men & women, our caregivers and yes, even our presidents! Have you ever told your brown eyed, curly haired little one that they could grow up to be what ever they wanted to be, even the president of the United States?

Well, you couldn't have been more correct because TODAY, that is the truth.

President Elect Barack Obama we salute you!

[HE]ART always, TavyDay

Breathing on My Own!!!!!!!!!

Long before I could breathe on my own was my breakthrough poem. It was written at a time in my life where nothing made sense and my writing suffered since I was attempting to avoid "real" expression. I didn't want to share my pain or vulnerability. It was inevitable; I wrote the poem, performed it and recorded it! Family, it was a wonderful release. Below is an excerpt from a blog I had written some time ago. The poem, Long Before I could breathe on my own, is also posted. Be blessed. Be encouraged.

[03-16-2008]Speaking on my relationship with my mother and my confusing past wasn't an easy thing to do, especially not for critical ears. I did it anyway, I did it for me; I needed to heal! My poetry is my therapy and I had to get those feelings out and I needed other people to know what those feelings were. After I wrote the poem, recorded it and spit it at a venue or two, I felt free of the pain that caused me to write it in the first place... Yesterday, I had an impromptu photo shoot with my daughter and I watched her in amazement as she took risk to get good shots and hammed it up for the camera. My relationship with her got me to thinking about my relationship with my own mother. I thought about all the wonderful things she missed in my life as I grew up. I wondered if she has ever looked at me as lovingly as the way I look at my own daughter... Forgiven but not forgotten; you know? Anyway, my daughter is the love of my life and I fall in love with her all over again, everyday! She amazes me and I cherish the moments we have together. I love feeling her small hand in mine when we take walks together and I adore looking in her brown eyes and seeing them smile... Indeed, she knows that she is loved and will never have to write a poem such as "Long before I could breathe on my own."There is so much more to be said about our mother-daughter relationship but right now I rather just feel it. Silently, I thank God for her because she saved my life… In the beginning, she was the reason for my hustle, now, I do it for US!

[HE]ART always,

TavyDay