Hi everybody! Normally, I tend to post my writing things separate from here but this time around, I'm just so excited that I have to share the news everywhere.
If I could turn back the clock, three years, even two years ago, I never would have imagined that I'd be actively publishing again, along with getting Smashwords and Amazon Best Seller distinction for my poetry. Now, I'm taking the step from just doing poetry to writing short stories and I am proud to showcase the cover of the latest project of which I was a participant.
Before I reveal the cover, I'd like to share a small excerpt of one of three of my short stories that's featured in this anthology. The story is entitled "Afro Shock". In this particular scene, Pyruva the main character walks into her first period class and is shocked at what she encounters:
Afro Shock
(excerpt)
Pyruva
quickly got to her feet and grasped her bag. As she went through the
door, she swore the two cops were laughing. When she looked over her
shoulder, their faces were solemn.
“Hmm,
let’s see. What is my first class?” Pyruva said, looking at her
schedule. “African-American History, room 208.”
She
quickly rushed upstairs and walked into the room. Twenty pairs of
eyes stared at her. Then the room filled with laughter.
“Girl
where did you get those jeans, from the Salvation Army?” a girl
with platinum blonde hair jeered, pointing a long silver artificial
fingernail in her direction.
Why
her hair is dyed blond yet she is as black as me,
Pyruva thought. And
why does she have fake nails on top of her own?
“Yeah!”
a honey toned girl with thick long braids chimed in. “That look is
out! FUBU is in!
“What’s
FUBU?”Pyruva asked, causing everyone to start laughing again.
“All
right class! Cut that out and settle down!” the teacher chided.
Pyruva
was utterly confused. What was this “FUBU”? Why was the
teacher’s hair permed? He was a black man, and the black men she
knew were against the “creamy crack”. Why was that girl’s hair
blond? Black people weren’t born with blond hair. What kind of
high school was this?
“What’s
your name, young lady?”
“Pyruva.
Pyruva Allen.”
He
glanced at his roll book. “Pyruva… Pyruva. Oh yes! You’re
here for my class, World Civilization.”
“There
must be some mistake. I signed up for African-American history sir.”
“Let
me see your schedule,” he answered.
Pyruva
put the slightly crumpled paper in his hand. She noticed that it was
smoother than hers, as if he didn’t know the definition of hard
labor. “This has to be some type of mistake. African-American
history is not taught here. Get a reprint of your schedule and then
come back.”
My other two stories featured in Continuous Drips are "Misfortune" and "Útil".
All right, all right! I won't make you wait any longer. I'll even skip the whole "drum roll". (lol)
Continuous Drips by The Collective
(Da'Kharta Rising, Synful Desire, and Queen of Spades)
Pre Order NOW on AMAZON
Debuts November 12, 2014
Da'Kharta Rising of All Authors Publishing House
General Genre of stories: Dark Drama
Take a trip into darkness with Da'Kharta Rising with "Unrest", "Omitted" and "The Kutters".
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Synful Desire of All Authors Publishing House
Overall Genre of Stories: Erotica, Love/Romance
Love, loss, and erotic heat hypnotically swirl in the mind of Synful Desire when reading "Derailed Endurance", "Final Prep to Happiness" and "FAN-tasy Island".
Networking Links:
Twitter @synful_desire
Blog: Synful Interludes
Don't miss out on checking out all nine stories from all different genres of ink in Continuous Drips. Pre order your copy TODAY!
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