Hellfire From The Pulpit coming 6/15/2015

My next release will be my very first novel entitled Hellfire From The Pulpit and is under the Urban Literature genre:

Pastor Owen is well-known throughout the community and, runs the church however he sees fit. Nothing is off-limits to him, including the bevy of beautiful women in the congregation, and the endless flow of money dropping into the collection plate. The pastor does what he wants, when he wants, with whom he wants, and dares anyone to second-guess his actions.

His son, Casey, is a minister-in-training and proof that an apple definitely doesn’t fall far from the tree. He’s young, sexy, powerful, and very full of himself. Women everywhere throw themselves at the young pastor, and he plays them like a game of checkers, hopping from one to the other, and then dismisses them without a second thought.

What happens when the pastor’s gone wild? What happens when neither the pastor nor his son abides by the rules? Open this drama-filled read and find out whether Pastor Owen and his renegade son, Casey end up bringing hellfire upon the pulpit.

Coming 6/15/2015!

Hellfire From The Pulpit
Hellfire From The Pulpit

Enjoy a small excerpt:

The churchgoers began to take their seats and the precocious child took off at a full sprint toward his father’s office at the back of the old structure. He stopped short and listened intently to the muffled “oh’s and ah’s” coming from the other side of the flimsy closed door. He knew what was going on with the two unsuspecting adults. In fact, it was his job to alert his father when it was time for service to begin and he took his job very seriously.
As he’d done on other occasions, Casey softly turned the knob and slowly pushed the door open enough to peek through the small crack. His father’s current conquest was bent over his expansive cherrywood desk with her arms stretched out to the side of her, hanging languidly over the edges. She grunted unattractively with each powerful thrust of his father’s hips. His father was standing ramrod straight behind the pretty woman, with his head bent back and his mouth wide open as if he were waiting to catch a fly in it. Even being as young as he was, Casey could tell that his father was thoroughly enjoying himself.
Casey hurriedly closed the door when his father suddenly opened his eyes and smiled at him.
TAP! TAP! TAP!
Casey softly knocked on the door with his little knuckles and receiving no response, remembered the special knock he and his father had created together just months before.
TAP-TAP-TAP-TAP-TAP! TAP! TAP!
It suddenly became quiet behind the door and after a momentary pause, Casey could hear the soft rustle of clothing being moved around; most likely being straightened.
“All right, boy,” came his father’s deep baritone voice.
Casey shyly pushed the door open and stood in the doorway, peering at his father and Sunday school teacher. Ms. Gains was still buttoning her shirt and smoothed her tight skirt over her thighs, her expression sheepish as her eyes met little Casey’s penetrating stare.
“Daddy, everybody sitting down,” Casey reported.
“Okay, Case. I’m coming.”
Casey did an about-face on his heel and closed the door softly behind him. His job wasn’t done. He stood with his back to the door and looked up and down the hallway, keeping a look out for anyone coming his way. Under no circumstances would he allow anyone to come near the door. His father had been very clear in his instruction.

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Murderess Obsession

……..is the name of my new short story being released on 3/3/2015!

EXCERPT-

She paused to allow her eyes to adjust and smiled with pleasure at her good fortune. The door directly in front of her was standing ajar and she could see David and his guest snuggled together on the king-sized bed, fast asleep. She held the weapon loosely as she crept into the space and positioned herself at David’s head. She stood in a baseball-batting stance, tightened her grip, and swung the crowbar down. His body slightly jerked, but just as she’d wanted, he was still breathing. The woman remained asleep as Stacy then moved to her side of the bed. Again, she positioned herself and tightened her grip, but now swung the crowbar down as hard as she could. Blood and fragments of the woman’s face and brains splattered across the headboard, pillows, and bed. She stared down into the mutilated face and shook her head.

“Tsk. Tsk. Poor thing. I never even got your name,” she sneered.”

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“It’s So Hard To Say Goodbye.”

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Hold Them Accountable!

As I did my norm of sitting at the kitchen table and eating, I pulled up Facebook on my iPhone. I scrolled down the time line and was stopped in my tracks by a friend’s status: “Eddie Long ‘Crowning’: Why do Black churches often put pastors on a pedestal?” I stared blankly and hoped that I was reading wrong. My body grew hot with rage and disbelief when I clicked the link and read all about Eddie Long being crowned king by who was supposedly a Rabbi. I watched in revulsion as he was wrapped in a tallis and raised up over his congregation on a throne. WHAT!? I am confused and mystified at how his congregation could still be so large and supportive of this man. They are still giving millions of dollars to this church and to this “pastor” who has molested boys and gay bashed. I want to walk in that church and scream at the top of my voice: HELLO? WHAT IN THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU PEOPLE?

This man is accused of touching on boys. He settled out of court. Even though it has not been said that he had extramarital affairs while married, in my opinion he did cheat on his wife………when he was molesting little boys. He spent millions to keep them quiet and to buy their trust. He looked their parents in their faces….and took their money on Sundays. HE TOOK THESE PEOPLES MONEY AND TOUCHED ON THEIR CHILDREN…..that’s enough to make me start looking for another place to worship. I don’t care what kind of church it is, if he is not being fired or at least being asked to step down temporarily while everything is sorted out, I got to go! That’s enough to make me talk to my children and find out if they have anything to tell me and if they do, that’s enough for me to speak up and make sure that he pays for what he has done and is doing.

Here is my problem with the title of that article and video: Black churches are not the only churches that overlook things and that like to play ignorant. Catholic priests have been called out on many of occasions and still people attend those churches. The title should have been written to address the problem within all churches that pastors, bishops, etc. are regarded as if they are God themselves.

Black people are also not the only race of people who do not know how to hold people accountable and make them pay for what they have done. CHRIS BROWN. If I felt like it I could in fact end this paragraph here because it is self-explanatory what I am getting at. This young man beat the holy hell out of his girlfriend but he is still selling music, touring, making appearances, and making money. Apparently the world has forgiven him…..but not without people saying that maybe his girlfriend bought it on herself. Maybe it wasn’t him but instead a look-a-like. I’m sure that not only Black people buy his music and purchase his concert tickets.

Kobe Bryant.

The singer R Kelly.

Tiger Woods.

………and the list goes on and on and on and on but I’m sure you get my drift.

My point is that not only Black people put Pastors on a pedestal and that the world puts celebrities themselves on pedestals. This is a problem because due to this, we are left with situations such as Eddie Long and this stupid a- crowning stunt. We need to start making people answer for the things that they have done!

Can People Change?

Can people change? I believe that people can change. A liar can stop telling lies and make a conscious decision and effort to only spit the truth. A liar can take into account that their story-telling hurts and offends people.

An abuser can stop abusing others. An abuser can tell themselves that they do not want to hurt the people that they love anymore. A cheater can stop cheating. A cheater is capable of understanding that their action is the reason why they are hurting their significant other.

 

A thief can stop stealing. A thief can resist putting their hands on things that do not belong to them.

 

Okay, so maybe the better question is, “Do people change?” I believe that people CAN change but I think more often than not, they do not. Most people do not like change and when change is implemented, they resist it and try their hardest to fight against it. If your employer starts changing things around how often have you said, “I don’t know why they’re changing things around; we’ve been doing things this way for the last 10 years!” I think that most people are unable to face truths about themselves which means that they don’t truly know themselves, which in turn makes them vulnerable to people telling them who they THINK they are and it ultimately affects their ability to change because they don’t know themselves so they take another person’s view of themselves on as truth and if others say there is nothing wrong, well then they have no changes to make…..Did ya follow that? If not, go back and read it slowly….I even had to a few times.

On a personal scale, how often do you take a close look at the person you are and realize that there are things about yourself that you need to change? How often do you look at the company you keep and realize that there are things about them that they would benefit from changing? If you are like me then the answer to these questions is often.

Many years ago a wise woman told me that there is always room for growth and that we should never stop striving to be better people. Now that I am older and I have children, I constantly hear her voice in my head giving me this insight. I figured out though that in order to strive to be a better person, I had to self-reflect and be honest with myself about who I was.

If you knew me four years ago you would probably realize that I have come a long way but the journey was not easy in the least. I spent plenty of time looking at myself and being my own biggest critic. I knew that in my heart I was a good person, that I cared about others and that I was compassionate. On the other hand I was also argumentative, unforgiving, aggressive, and confrontational. I soon figured out that while most of these things were not necessarily bad, there had to be a healthy balance. These things are still a part of who I am BUT I have learned that we have to know when change is necessary.

I will argue you down on issues that I feel strongly about. I am aggressive to the point that I know what I want out of my life and I am willing to put the work in to get there and if you are standing in my way I’ll simply steamroll over you. I will confront you if I feel like it is necessary but I won’t waste my precious time on trivial shit. I am still working on being able to forgive people who I feel have wronged me. See? Honesty…and nobody got hurt!

Now, not everyone is going to like you. Hell, not everyone likes you now without changing things about yourself BUT your personal change is not for everyone else; it’s for you! Follow me here…..I look at myself and decide to change things about me…for ME. I am not interested in how others see me because people are going to see what they want to see regardless of who you truly are. I work hard at pleasing myself because the opinion I hold of myself is the only one (besides God’s opinion) that matters. I HAVE TO BE ABLE TO LOOK AT MYSELF IN THE MIRROR AND LIKE WHAT I SEE!

Moral of the story: be a strong enough person to want to make the changes necessary to be a better person…for YOU! Yes it is hard to not consider how other people view you but trust my truth that people will judge you and test you no matter who you are as a person at the core of your being. Once you are able to truthfully see yourself and to start making steps to being a better person, no one can tell you who they THINK you are. You KNOW who you are and therefore; they have NO power over you!

I’ll have an Order of Acceptance Please!

Years ago I lay across my bed and wept. My heart was broken and I was confused as to where I had gone wrong. I had gone through a bad breakup with someone whom I thought had loved me. We’d been together for two years and in that time I’d done everything I thought possible to keep him happy. Out of the blue he’d decided that the relationship was over. None of my attempts to get him to change his mind had worked and I knew in my heart that the relationship I’d fought so hard to keep together had come to an end. My sister walked into the room where I lay weeping like a fool and said, “You shouldn’t lay there crying and feeling sorry. You’ve done everything you could and now it’s time to simply accept.” Years later and much wiser, I can now look back and understand exactly what she was saying.

Acceptance is one of the hardest concepts for us as humans to grasp. For most of us, accepting our circumstances and situations is a hard pill to swallow. In most circumstances, to accept something like a break up means that we have to be honest and admit that we are not perfect. That we made some mistakes. That the person is just not that into us. While all of these are painful to realize about ourselves, I believe that it is vital! If someone does something to you that hurts you, it will bring you a long way to accept that 1: it was done and 2: there is nothing that you can do to make it all better. There would be no crying oneself to sleep at night over a lost love. A person would not feel the need to harbor ill feelings towards another person and it would be a much smoother transition into moving on; all if we allowed ourselves to think rationally and accept that we can’t control everything and everyone.

Outside of gaining acceptance in relationship circumstances, we must also gain acceptance in life situations. For instance, some of us have had not so great childhoods and some of you even reading this right now are fighting things like addictions. Accept that your parents are not and never will be perfect. They have made plenty of mistakes and if given the chance, most would do things differently. Also accept that as much as your upbringing pains you still, none of us can go back to the past. Accept that what has been done has been done and that to hold on to hurt forever hurts you as a person more than you realize. Accept that there are things about you (and every other person who walks this earth) that if you had the courage, could afford to be changed. Acceptance of your past has a way of freeing us all to be the people that we are truly meant to be!

Accept responsibility! Accept that you have an addiction that hurts you and everyone around you. Accept that you are not perfect and that you have a weakness. Accept that it is going to take work to control that addiction and accept that you and only you have the power to change your situation.

Moral of the story is: acceptance will free you! It will allow you to grow and it will stop you from holding onto things that will be detrimental to your life…..it will keep you from wasting precious time and it in turn, allow you more time to concentrate on important aspects of your life…..