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She was Annabelle’s shadow, trailing the dark woman as she rode in horse drawn carriages, sipped wine on balconies, danced in chandelier lit ballrooms. But she always returned home to her quarter alongside the river.
Now the twin moons shined through twisted branches. The vampire followed their light down the dusty road to the juke joint. Unseen **** walked alongside her.
They stepped inside a wooden shack, the air thick with tobacco smoke and the smell of frying meat… Annabelle felt the glances of the crowd and didn’t have to probe their minds to know their thoughts.
How she dress the way she do, when she don’t never do no work?
Where she been all this time, to come showing up now?
She still looks the same -- not a day older! It ain’t natural!
Envy. Curiosity. Fear.
Annabelle sauntered over to the far left corner to where Fatback, the proprietor, sat beside a tub of beer. A table of liquor and glasses was set up beside the tub.
The big, yellow man smiled up at her. “Hey pretty, whatcho want?”
“Moonshine.”
Fatback poured her shot of clear liquid. “That’s a mighty strong drink, little girl. Sure you can handle it?”
She favored him with a smile, and dug into the pocket of her dress for a crumpled bill. As Annabelle sipped her drink, she let her eyes roam over the couples grinding in one another‘s arms. Her eyes settled on one heavily built, brown man.
Fatback smirked. “That’s Roscoe, a married man. Not that you care.”
She sent her burning thoughts to Roscoe… his eyes found hers and slid down her body like butter.
He wound his way through the dancers, and after the briefest hesitation gave her his hand. “You wanna dance?”
Wordlessly she stepped into his arms and their bodies pressed together, his pungent odor in her nostrils, and slipped her hands down the hard muscles of his back.
At the front of the juke, on a crude wooden stage, a buxom young woman sang, accompanied by men playing the piano and harmonica:
“Like a gal starving
I’m hungry for your touch
Need your lovin’ bad
And just can’t get enough…”
Annabelle whispered in his ear: “I’m going home. Wanna come?”
He gave her a lazy smile. “We ain’t got to go that far… Let’s go outside.”
“You want me? Then meet me at the water pump behind my cabin.”
“Where --”
She put her fingers to his lips. “You’ll find it,”
She left him standing in the middle of the floor, staring after her. After the briefest hesitation, Roscoe walked outside. She was gone.
But her voice called to him.
It should’ve frightened him, but instead his desire swelled until he thought he’d lose his mind. Roscoe ran the length of the road, following her honeyed murmur… to the quarter. To her cabin...
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The following is an "extended servant" account, when he decides to runaway on a rainy and cold night. His name was not given in order to protect his family and save face towards his master’s family.
The alarm sounds.
Keep running.
The dogs are after me.
Keep running.
Barbwire cut me up good.
Keep running.
Lights flashing, they’re looking for me.
Keep running.
Horse moving in my direction.
Keep running.
Mas’r gonna be angry.
Keep running.
Overseer probably gonna kill me.
Keep running.
I beg the cold wind to bring air into my lungs, but it doesn’t.
Keep running.
The rain pours heavy on my body.
Keep running.
Left my wife and my son on Mas’r’s land.
Never see them again.
Keep running.
Shotgun fired and merges with the night sky.
Keep running.
Almost there, out of sight.
Keep running.
Overseer yells my name.
Keep running.
Another shot fired.
Keep running.
Bullet goes through my back and out my chest.
Fall in the puddle, blood everywhere.
Can’t keep running.Overseer and smoking gun stand over me.
Got to pray for my boy and wife.
Eyes close.
Free forever, no more running.
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Carnivale Diabolique isn't your average circus, unless Demons are the kind of animals one thinks can be tamed. Includes works from: The Good Side of Evil by F.D. Davis. Vulcan is a demon who joined Carnival Diabolique to keep the world safe from his kind. He never thought he would find the love of his life. Bodie is a healer with abilities with little use for demons. Vulcan is different and when they face a master demon, they discover that love transcends all differences between human and demon. The Sharpest Edge by Seressia Glass. Anaru is a Maori warrior, unique among his tribe. Camryn can see demons. When Anaru walks into the restaurant where Cam works, sparks fly between them. While falling in love, danger stalks the carnival. Cam and Anaru join forces to prevent a disaster. Mistress of the Beasts by J.M. Jeffries. Delki Okello commands the beasts against the evil coming through the portals. When a shohar demon targets a child, she will stop at nothing to save the child and the child's father, Lee Townsend a man who comes to mean more to Delki than life itself.
In Blood We Trust by F.D. Davis. Adam Omega finally has what he’s missed the most. His wife. Only thing, he’s turned his wife into a vampire and he detests the touch of a vampiric woman in the act of making love. Adam’s love for Eve grows but along with that his dismay at not being able to make love to her. Eve fights to understand her new nature vowing never to give into it fully, not to allow herself to prey on humans. She will not become a blood drinker. She has also decided she will not live without sexual fulfillment. Sullivan has survived the light of the sun with Eve’s help. A woman he once admired as a mortal has become a woman he now desires. Just one little problem. The woman belongs to Adam Omega and Adam doesn’t share. How will Adam Omega handle the mess he’s made of his life? Will his obsessive love for Eve force him into destroying the planet.
Divine Destiny by Gweneth Bolton. Set in a primitive future, Darwu the Warrior Prince has started a war against the rebel resisters to the throne. He believes that they killed his sacred mate, Kara Millan, when she was a child. After losing her parents and her entire village when she was a child, Kara Millan became a leader and freedom fighter in The Resistance. She has sworn to bring down the corrupt monarchy. When the Warrior Prince and the freedom fighter meet and find out that they are sacred mates, only divine love and a few sexually inspired lessons can bring these two sworn enemies to a true meeting of the heart, soul and mind.
The Vegas Bites anthology series featuring stories from L.A. Banks, Seressia Glass and Natalie Dunbar. In Vegas Bites, a French Quarter casino--the only black owned, werewolf casino in Las Vegas--is the backdrop of a week long Texas Hold'em tournament, the full moon approaching and the retirement of the alpha couple, battles of love, loyalty, and lust abound. Explore this high roller fantasy world of feuding werewolf packs, high-stakes thieves, a sexy djinn and a mystical medallion. Vegas Bites Back featuring Natalie Dunbar, Seressia Glass, J. M. Jeffries and Monique Lamont welcomes you back to the seductive world of Sin City's French Quarter casino where a roll of the dice can change the future. Take another wild trip below the surface of Vegas style glitz and glamour to a place hidden from mortals to an arena ruled by werewolves, djinns, vamps and demons. As the Temple Wolves prepare to install a new alpha, the eyes of human world are focused on the pack as they begin a new chapter. Every step is fraught with danger, risk and passion. Baby, what howls here, stays here. And the fun is far from over. Take one more trip to Las Vegas’ werewolf owned casino the French Quarter in Vegas Bites Back: Three of a Kind. A place where the flip of the card will change your destiny. A place where every fantasy can be had as long as you are willing to pay the price. The Temple pack has just installed a new leader under the watchful eyes of the mortal world and they think the danger has passed them by. But trouble is always one roll of the dice away. Join Natalie Dunbar, Seressia Glass, Monique Lamont, and J.M. Jeffries in this sensual world of a handsome mage, a runaway princess, a sexy double agent, and captivating were jaguar who has come to place their bets with the Temples pack. And baby, this can only happen in Vegas!
Unstable Environment and Seduction on the Prowl by Marcia Collette. A were-cheetah with a troubled past and a human with a troubled present are the only hope for a child's survival. Selfless pilot Sinclair Duval gave up two promotions, a beautiful condo, and a lover to protect her three-year-old niece from the lifestyle that destroyed the child's scheming mother, Sinclair's sister. Blaming himself for the loss of his fiancée in the last were-cheetah skirmish, brooding healer Rio Velasquez wants nothing to do with the upcoming battle, but struggles with turning his back on another innocent victim. When an act of sabotage nearly causes the toddler's death, Rio delivers a bite that saves her life--and changes her into a shape-shifter. A deadly clan war, an overzealous social service worker, an out-of-control shifting child, and falling in love add up to an Unstable Environment. And in Seduction on the Prowl something is sucking the life from the habitants of Seclusion, Tennessee—one citizen at a time. After ten years of hiding from a stalker in her magically protected woods, root woman Donna Tucker needs to find her uncle who has gone missing in Seclusion. Her legendary healing herbs are making her clients deathly ill. She traces the problem back to her uncle—after his tainted root puts the younger brother of an enraged werecheetah into a coma. Making an enemy of the one man who captured her eye could be deadlier than what awaits her in Seclusion. Werecheetah Kyle Innes' life is dedicated to holding together the broken family that his abusive father had torn apart. Feeling responsible for his brother's brain damage, Kyle has become his guardian for life. But thanks to the bewitching root woman's screwup, Kyle’s brother is in a coma. He's looking for retribution and will travel to Seclusion to get it...and more than what he bargained for. One thing is certain. Donna and Kyle need to trust each other long enough to fight the evil that hangs over the town. Otherwise, they'll die before giving their embattled hearts have a chance.
In Dream of Shadows, a contemporary paranormal by Seressia Glass, the question whether dreams should come true is a moot point for Nicole Legère, who spent her childhood wishing she'd been born normal, instead of First Daughter to the most powerful psychic on the planet. She receives visions in her dreams, as sporadic as they are, but three consecutive dreams sets the pattern, and the visions inevitably come true. Now she's dreaming of a killer targeting the women of Atlanta, women with latent psychic abilities. She goes to Detective Carter Jackson to warn him. Jax has been a successful cop by relying on what he can see and hear, not on "metaphysical mumbo-jumbo." He dismisses Nicole's claims until the first body is discovered. Now he has two choices: believe in Nicole's ability or her guilt. He has difficulty doing either, especially when his heart gets involved. The only way to stop a killer who operates above the law is for Nicole to finally and completely embracing her ability and destiny, a choice that could destroy her dreams of a future with Jax. If he denies her gifts, will Jax also deny the possibility of the love of a lifetime?
Cybil Lewis is a shoot-first, leave no one behind to ask questions later private investigator living in a futuristic United States that's been broken up into territories and basically all hell is running loose. Along with her partner Jane, the queen of snappy one-liners and breaking bones, Cybil finds herself embroiled in the seamy side of human behavior. All the while trying to keep herself from falling hard for the wrong guy with a hot body and trying not to get killed dead.
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The Kemet Story is a collection of stories about the history of Kemet, the most technologically advanced country in the world. It is based on the novel The Book of Michael:Confessions from the Last King of the World, the reasoning I chose to write these stories was to give clarity on the background of the novel and its setting.
I feel obligated to provide a timeline between King Adam and Lord Michael, so the audience can gain a greater understanding about these characters, the setting, and the Kemet culture. Not only that, I wanted to discuss certain aspects of the culture, characters, and groups that was mentioned, but I didn’t go into full detail, because it would lose sight of the book’s goal. I wanted to go into further detail about the Pariah, the Afri(s), the past wars, Eden, Jonathan Taylor, Victoria, etc, but I didn’t have the page count. If I added all that I wanted, the book would be far too large for anyone to want to read it.
Therefore, I have written a blog that contains several entries that have much of the history of Kemet. The blog is called “The Kemet Story”. Kemet Story is a collection of short stories about the history of Kemet and the individuals that made Kemet into one of the most technologically advanced countries in the world. So, I invite you to go to www.thekemetstory.com to further read the exploits of the Kemet people.
Another note, please go to www.confessionkings.com to view any themes, character analysis or quotes from this novel.
Thanks,
Eric
The following was written at the dawn of the 10th centrury. The letter is to King Gwandoya from a wealthy landowner named Mwenye, whose written words would change two cultures forever. This would also begin nearly one thousand years of slavery in the country.
Dear King Gwandoya,
IS SLAVERY NEEDED? Well, it’s not easy to say this, but it must be said. Slavery is a welcome and needed occupation if we are going to be fruitful in the 10th century. I realized our ancestors didn't condone "slavery" because many of them were slaves.
However, our ancestors failed to realize the abundant of land, crops and work need to make our country a success. We need labor to work the land immediately. I know this is a difficult subject to discuss, but its time, we do.
First, I don’t like the word "slavery" it sounds far too barbaric for my taste. I prefer the word "extended servitude". Extended servitude is necessary for our civilization in an age of a slow growing population, an abundance of land, lack of laborers and a stumbling economy. I know you’re against our lower class being involved in extended servitude, so let me make a suggestion "The Pariah."
The Pariah people are the source and answers to our prayers. They are strong, non-intelligent savages sent by the Lion God for us to take care of. How can we take care of them if they scattered everywhere? They can’t work legally nor do they present any value of currency. King Adam, once said that we will be the most powerful nation on earth. How can we be the modern marvel of the world if our gentlemen are forced to do manual labor rather than using their intellect for far greater matters? My lord, your people need their time to develop the land and culture, so we can become "the modern marvel of the world."
Let’s face it the Pariah are beast. It is a matter of fact, these savages spend their time, killing, ravishing, inbreeding, and stealing from one another. They will continue this process until all of them are dead. Do you want to be responsible for their demise? Just yesterday, I was told that one of them committed the worse of sins. The beast murdered his brother over a piece of bread, and then ate him. Cannibalism! This proves these savages cannot be left alone. If one is willing to eat his brother, what is it to stop the beast from devouring an Afri gentleman? We must stop this madness now! The solution is letting your elite gentlemen of the state, be in command of the welfare these savages. It is only through our teaching and education that these barbarians can become civil human beings.
My associates and I have discussed the matter, and we are more than happy to take in the Pariah in exchange for labor. We will give food, shelter, and education, all the qualifications they'll need succeed. Besides, it will be only temporary until the savages are civilized, and we no longer need their work. I have estimated it to be a maximum of two years. I know in time, your people will praise you for your intelligent and vision toward the welfare of your people. Your humanity toward the Pariah will also be appreciated. Afri(s) will create statues and monuments in your honor, and history will never forget you.
As for the Pariah, you will be the savior of their race. If you don’t act, you will be responsible for the extinction of an entire race and the downward spiral economy. In conclusion, the landowners will be more than willing to contribute more profits to the national treasury if we have more labor, since we will be more profitable . Please do this, immediately, your majesty. The matter is urgent, and only a man as great as you, can bring our people into the 10th century.
Your concern friend,
Mwenye
Of course, It's been a long, long time since I've been here. Mostly because I've been living life - work and family (we just had our first baby in September) but also because I decided not to be as addicted to the internet in 2010. And I must say, apart from my facebook addiction, I did okay.
Unfortunately, I did not write much fiction. I didn't work on the Ironics novel consistently or finish any of my other projects. Sad, I know. I wrote quite a bit for my job but neglected my fiction.
But no more --- at least, not for November! Although I am incredibly busy (did I mention we have a newborn? LOL), I am on a leave from teaching my courses and figure this is the only year I will be sure to have a chance to participate in National Novel Writing Month ( If you don't know what it is, check it out here - nanowrimo.org). So, I'm throwing in my hat and picking up the pen. I plan on plugging through my 50,000 words and not looking back. I'm hoping that spending time just slogging through the zero draft will help me get it done.
Anyone else participating this November? If so, what are you working on?
Looking back, I’ve wondered why and how I came to be so fascinated/obsessed by outer space and the idea of extraterrestrial life.
It's an obsession that’s continued to show up in my work – in various plays and performance pieces of the early 90s through early 2000 -- including "Sojourner Meets the Man on the Moon"* and "U(nder) F(rank) O(bservation)" **…the New AmericanRadio play "Juno the Universal Power Child,"*** …the early incarnations of Jewelle Luvski performance pieces...****
More recently it’s shown up in the digital video short "Of Dark Matter"...******* ...and currently, is erupting out loud in my latest libretto-ish thing (2010), "Akasha, Tell of Dark Matter, Venus and The Son of Enoch" (working title, long, I know, yes).
Hmm. Starting to see a pattern? Well, believe it or not – I didn’t. Until this year – about three months ago, to be exact.
While researching and writing on “Akasha Tell,’ I started looking back over my writing and realized, “Oh DIP, Jake…you’ve ALWAYS been into this shit! What the --???”
Now, from the outside, one might think that one realizes they are possessed by the same themes for many years, through many forms, after that many years. But until recently, it had never really dawned on me just how long I’d literally been possessed and writing about my personal
identification/connection/soul pull towards “outer space” – and wondering who lived there.
Then, about a week ago...I had that dream/vision. My third "other life experience" dream/vision.
(I’ve had two others; I'll get into those later.)
And in the dream/vision...SHE showed up. And although I really didn’t know who – or what – she was at first…within a day or two, I got it.
And while I’m still not sure if she’s a vision of myself in the future (and I mean, with metallic skin and no corneas, I get the feeling she’s a millennium or so off in my future)…or my doppleganger in another current dimension…I saw her. And I know I’m supposed to take a journey with her. Actually, I guess I’ve already been on the journey with her, for awhile…
Anyway - since I’m not sure what to call her, for now I’m just gonna call her what I chose to title this blog:
That Alien Chick Inside Me.
It’s kind of your invitation to come along for the ride. I bet yours is inside you too, so maybe this will help you get ready to meet
her/him/it. ‘Cause – I don’t know about you – but it looks to me like shit is
winding down on this here big blue flower…
-- and as I’ve heard it said: the future is now, yo.
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* commission, Manhattan Class Company
** New York Theatre Workshop JAW Festival /The Public New Works Now/Crossroad Theatre New Works Festival
***radio series curated by shero.diva Lisa Jones (now Lisa Jones Brown)
**** Dixon Place “Keepin’ Up Wit the Joneses”-era with my soul twins Stephanie and Suzanne Jones (well, I guess I was the adopted triplet) -- and my angel Phillip Brown…RIP baby, I know you up there tearin’ up them choruses with the cherubs in the sky...
*****Company One, Hartford, CT, Aaron Davis Hall, Harlem NYC
******-- which I spent 7 years writing, from 1997 to 2004, only to finally chuck over 500 pages of completely frustrating blood, sweat and tears; that 'failure to birth' turning out to be another part of the reason I think I finally left my hometown of Harlem, NYC, in 2005, for the
tropical desert of Tampa, Florida...
