New Book Release - A Ratchet City Tale 2: Dee's Story

I am proud to announce that A Ratchet City Tale 2: Dee's Story is now available.  Since the first book was released, readers have been asking for a sequel and I'm happy to oblige.

Writing this book has been a lot of fun, as you can imagine, but I'm glad to have finally reached the point where it can be published.

Needless to say, I've tried to remain true to the flavor of the first novel that seemed to resonate so well with readers. Fortunately, the world of Ratchet City has an endless supply of rich, vibrant characters (as well as colorful stories), so maintaining the same vibe has not been as difficult as one might expect (although I wouldn't go so far as to call it easy, either).

As always, I'm very grateful for the support I received on the first Ratchet City novel and hope the second novel will also receive a warm reception from readers.  Now, off on work on A Ratchet City Tale 3.  (No rest for the wicked...)

Excerpt From Ratchet City #2

Finally, my second book is almost ready for release.  It is the second book in the Ratchet City series, entitled "Dee's Story (Ratchet City #2)."  With that in mind, I decided to post another excerpt:

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     Soon as I unlocked the door Keisha, was in my face yelling, talking about how my case worker had been by there earlier and I was nowhere to be found.
     She was hollering and screaming at me. Shit, you woulda thought she was a real momma, the way she was going off.
     I just walked past her ass, pulling my bags right along with me.

     I was more than ready to put my stuff down, take a shower, and lay down, but this bitch felt like I, me, Dee’Adra, owed her crackhead ass an explanation.
     I counted in my head and said by ten if this bitch wasn’t outta my face I was gone fuck her up.
     One. Still talking… Two. Right on my heels… Five. I was placing the bags inside my closet… Seven. I popped my neck, because I realized I wasn’t gone make it to ten, and this bitch was still gone be talking shit!
     Nine. Fuck it! I grabbed Keisha around her pencil ass neck, pushing her against the wall next to my closet.
     I got an inch away from her face, still squeezing, not caring if this hoe took her last breath right there in my hands.
     She was clawing at my fingers but I outweighed her by at least fifty pounds.
      I told her in the calmest voice I could, “Bitch, when I let go you better turn the fuck around and walk away. If you tell anybody – my case worker, the police, anybody – I will take you out faster than that pipe you suck! You understand, bitch?” She couldn’t respond, so I told her to blink twice for yes.

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As before, I had a great time writing this book.  I hope readers will enjoy it as well.