My First Book Signing

I had my first book signing last Saturday (Nov. 21, 2015), and it was an amazing success!  I sold every copy I had (and have been receiving requests for more)!

It seems that readers are really liking the story.  That's great, and also very encouraging; it's made me want to hurry up and finish the next book in the series, which I've already started.  Hopefully readers will like it just as much as the first story.  Thanks again to everyone for your support.

I'm finally published! Yay!

The Dumb Bitch: A Ratchet City Tale is finally published and available!  As everyone in my family knows by now (as well as a lot of my friends), this book was a labor of love.

I'm so glad to finally have this story out there, because writing a book is a lot more exhausting than I ever thought it would be.  That said, I think it's an engaging story, and I hope people will enjoy reading it just as much as I enjoyed writing it. (And if you do enjoy it, please leave a review on Amazon.)

My heartfelt thanks goes out to everyone who has supported me in this, and to those who have encouraged me in general over the years.

Well, there's no rest for the weary - gotta get started on The Dumb Bitch II and The Dumb Bitch III after that.  And if people like them enough, I'll probably keep going until the world is filled with Dumb Bitches.  (Wait, that didn't come out right.  Oh well...)

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Excerpt from "The Dumb Bitch"

This is my first post and - to be honest - I'm still trying to get the hang of this entire blog concept.  Nevertheless, here's an excerpt from my soon-to-be-released first book, a gritty urban drama called The Dumb Bitch (A Ratchet City Tale): 

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I remember like yesterday the day that changed my momma’s life forever. She was standing at the stove (cooking yet another damn pot of beans) when there was a knock at the door. She sent my brother Reggie to answer it, and when he opened the door there stood a woman dressed in purple bike-in-tights and a gold halter-top.

She looked down at my brother and said, “ Go get Big Ken for me, baby.”

Reggie was about to run and get him when Yogi came to the door behind him and asked the woman what business she had with her husband that couldn’t wait till he came in the street.

The woman looked at my mother, rolled her neck and said, “First off, bitch, he ain’t yo muthafuckin’ husband. He the same thing to you that he is to me – my baby daddy.”

Yogi calmly asked ole girl to follow her into the house to get Big Ken and talk about what was going on. As they reached the kitchen Yogi grabbed the now-scorched pot of beans and threw them in the woman’s face. She then grabbed a knife off the table and commenced to cutting that woman till it was nothing but skin and meat hanging from her face. It was as if she snapped. (It took me years to get the sounds of that lady’s scrams out of my head).

Big Ken heard all the commotion and came running down the hall in his boxers, pistol in hand. As soon as he seen the woman on the floor screaming and holding her face he looked at Yogi and said, “Damn, Yo! Now what we s’pose to eat?”

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