Authors mustn’t stop dreaming

Remembering the old days. Sitting alone in a room – being a hermit of sorts – smashing out the next word on an old fashion IBM with no backspace, using paper or liquid white-out. Ugh! Or how about writing out an untold drama, in long-hand, on lined-paper, hoping like hell you don’t make too many errors because you made the mistake of writing in ink. Cause it looked nicer or would not fade as easy as in pencil? Who knows. From day one, writing a book in high school never to be published, was something I cared more about than almost flunking Algebra – only dad cared about. Okay, so maybe that is too far in the past for some. But, I have not forgotten.

Fortunately, authors now have far more resources to “write and write well (Connolly).” We don’t have to be hermits. We cannot afford to. If we are lucky, we have fulltime jobs to finance our professions. Us authors still struggling to brand ourselves. Unlike the well-established ones who can afford my favorite meal – a T-Bone Steak, Shrimp and Lobster with white wine followed by Cognac—Courvoisier preferably.

We must dream and dream big. Do so knowing that we do not have to live the life of a starving artist. Rather, live life and use it as the backdrop for more great stories. Take time to immerse in a good book; chat with fellow writers in virtual meet ups.

You are not alone in this great big universe of infinite words, waiting to inspire us toward the next great big book deal.

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Will more African American Authors get their overdue recognition?

This is a blog I wrote a few years ago–updated with a title change. It is still relevant but my life has changed. I now live in Atlanta, GA. And this series, so far, has three-parts under the series title “The Tippy Ellis Story.”  You can find her on Amazon.com and a host of other bookstore retailers. 

As a new author to the fiction world, I am amazed at the wide range of talented black writers in this industry. Many authors we’ve heard of Carl Weber, Terry McMillian, Alice Monroe, Tony Morrison, Walter Mosley but numerous authors have yet to be acknowleged or celebrated.  For example, if you search for African American authors on-line at Barnes and Noble the results will come back with over 3,000 titles. Amazing huh?  Yep, black folks have passion for much more than basketball, singing and hip hop.

From what I’ve seen, even the most popular black authors rarely grace the front pages of major magazines or mainstream news. Seemingly, we have to fight our way to the forefront – to be seen – hoping to be heard and applauded for our works.

We have passion for what we do. Our individuality inspires great writers with great stories, offering ideals from a variety of black experiences beyond your typical street and hip hop literature, which appears to be growing in popularity – this is of no surprise.

Perhaps me being synical comes from living in a city called Portland, Oregon where blacks are 2 percent of the population if that. We usually get recognized if we commit a crime or if we belong to a closed niche group of black folks who the major news outlets recycle, making it sound like only a handful of black folks are doing good deeds, doing  great things.  I guess we can be grateful for our black media. But in my experience the geographical reach of black media, depending on where it is, is smaller. Further, the welcome mat doesn’t come easy and often expect to go unnoticed unless, of course, you already have the word celebrity attached to your name, or you know so and so at the corner store or church. There are exceptions.

So what advice is there for new black authors on the scene or for those interested in joining the long list of names already in the industry?

I’ve spent the past almost year writing my first novel, the first in a series, Diary of Tippy Ellis “Mama’s Daughter” and opted to self publish after having a focus group of early readers review the final draft. Inspired by my own life surrounded by often tragic circumstances, the Diary received raving reviews. I’m also a marketing and branding professional by trade so I am fortunate to have skills to self promote. Yet, I’ve found that introducing myself to the fiction world isn’t easy.  So far, I’ve been met with resistance and the money train is nearing empty.

To get the credit we deserve? I guess I have to rethink what that means. Change my blueprint and adhere to my mission for this series, which is to “Give young black women a voice” and to keep the spotlight on violence against women.  Both are crucial causes worth fighting for. Hence, I don’t need credit for that but the drive to continue the movement. Onward to part two.

In truth,

Boss Amanishakhete, author and Word-Soul artist

Trailer:  Diary of Tippy Ellis “Mama’s Daughter” by Boss Amanishakhete

Atlanta and Portland provide backdrops for a dynamic story about Latonya “Tippy” Ellis – 17 and black – who battles the pressures of drugs, alcohol and sex, while coming to grips with past family secrets. Through dealing with the trauma of murder and violence, Tippy learns to navigate the gauntlet of close friendships, love and life.

Diary of Tippy Ellis “Mama’s” Daughter” is currently on-line at Createspace.com and Amazon.com (paperback and kindle)

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Science Fiction inspires reality

 “Science fiction is the only genre that depicts how society could function differently. This is the first step towards progress as it allows us to imagine the future we want, and consider ways to work towards it. It also makes us aware of futures we wish to avoid, and helps us prevent them. (Klus)

This powerful statement by Dr. Klus sums up what I have learned over the past 10 weeks regarding science fiction. And that it is much more than a popular genre that can sell thousands of books just because. The ideas and foresight coming out of the minds of deep and futuristic thinkers, takes us on a journey of human spirit, turning longing for a more exciting future or something better than our present into possibilities or even reality. This very thought inspires me to finish my sci-fi novel. Although, admittedly, I have often thought about setting it aside and crawl back into my comfort zone.

But the dream of a Utopian society I want to create in this new read, is not without struggle. Such is life when trying to build something bigger and better. So far, working through this novel with the help of fellow students, continues to offer me a look inside this infinite and ever-expanding universe with so many dimensions we can only see through writing sci-fi. Like Klus says “Everything that’s physically possible is actually happening somewhere.”

Chatting it up with fellow writers in my virtual meet up reminds me, I am not alone in this cosmos of infinite words, waiting to inspire me “to imagine the future I want, and consider ways to work towards it.”

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Why do I Write?

Frankly, I write to say what the hell I wanna say without repercussions like losing my job! I write because it gives me a sense of freedom and makes me feel better when I am having a bad day. I write to share the voices in my head, the ones I’ve been told I channel and who make great characters. I write because it releases my tension and stress. I write because I hope to get paid for it one day sooner than later. I write because I think, hell I know I’m damn good at it. I write because I am confident in who I am. I write because writing takes you places you may not be able to afford – money or time. I write because everyone knows good writers with great storylines are unique. I write because it’s all about me and how I feel regardless of what people may say. I write to tell truths that can be told through fiction. I write to educate and inspire the masses. I write to offer information to people who want to hear it. I write because there are so many people and stories people need to hear. I write to bring life to my life and keep it interesting. I write because it is better than watching boring ass television. I write to get to know myself on a deeper level. I write to dispel myths perhaps or create them. I write to compete. I write to boost my ego. I write to say all the things I can’t verbalize. I write to enhance my skillset and keep it on point. I write to let go of the anger, hurt and paid caused by people who I trusted. I write to yell loud when it’s quiet and I can’t. I write to fight back when I don’t feel like fighting back. I write because I can use an alias and be incognito. I write when I don’t feel like doing anything else. I write for the hell of it. I write to kick ass. I write to talk bad about somebody who deserves it. I write because I get paid for some of it. I write because I’ve been doing it for years and there’s no need to quit now. I write because I like to dream. I write to see what else comes out of my head and soul. I write because it offers a way to connect spiritually. I write because it is powerful, words are powerful and it makes me feel empowered. I write because many people don’t anymore. I write to do something other than be on a cell or internet doing something not so constructive. I write to show others how it’s done. I write day for others to enjoy. I write because it is a great way to communicate when you don’t want to speak. I write to clear my when it runs amuck. I write to write to write to write. I write to turn the gibberish into something worth reading about.

So Dammit, take the time to read again!

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Omari Hardwick’s 200 tweets “stop talking about my wife.” Isn’t that excessive?

When it comes to all the bad news in general, or hoopla surrounding today’s celebrities, I rarely hear about it unless my daughter sends me a link to a story. I sigh when I take the time to read or skim through ’em. I want to share my thoughts on many, but I barely have time to work on my fiction series, which I feel is more important. At least among those pages, I can speak my truth through my characters. But I will take time to share my thoughts on the Omari Hardwick story about fans screaming about his new wife because it brings up angry feelings for me but not in the way that you think.

When I first read the story and Omari Hardwick’s responses, I said to myself really? What is all the uproar about, especially, coming from Omari Hardwick who felt he needed to send out 200 tweets to defend his right to marry who he chooses? 200 tweets to tell everyone to either “shut the fuck up” or “stop talking about my wife!” Well here’s to you Mr. Hardwick – boohoo. I hope you are over it. We all know that this is a cruel world full of cruel people and when you are in the public eye you can expect to get trashed sooner or later. Just ask our first black President Barack Obama who gets cursed out the minute he wakes up; his black kids get trashed and his beautiful black wife Michelle isn’t immune. Many in the public call this black woman ugly, an angry black woman and everything else but a child of God. However, both Bo and Mo have handled the public scrutiny and cruelty with style and grace. So, Omari Hardwick, if anything, you should have broke-out a bottle of the best champagne (y’all can afford it) and toasted your wife and said “Well honey welcome to sisterhood. Now you know what it feels like to be a black woman!”

Uh-huh. The public has been rather unkind to a black woman’s looks, saying we don’t meet the grade unless we look like Beyoncé. I brought up this subject when Michael Jordan married his white wife and 6,000 people took to Yahoo to talk about how ugly, stanky and worthless black women were and that is the reason black men no longer wanted to marry them.  Well you haters on Omari, if you think his wife is ugly, then looks are not the reason black men don’t marry black women.  When you get right down to it, black women have taken the worst heat when it comes to perceived beauty in this country. The disgusting remarks by those invisible chatroom assholes piss me the hell off. Y’all know if you came out in public, you wouldn’t dare say anything because you’d be setting yourself up for a beatdown.

Frankly, I was surprised that anyone made such remarks against the new Mrs. Hardwick. She’s white. Generally, black men are applauded for marrying white women regardless of what people perceive to be beautiful. I know people think Jordan’s wife is fine. I still can’t see it but hey, that is another topic indeed: “beauty is in the eyes of the beholder.”

As for Omari Hardwick, he has the right to say what he wants. But I hate to say this “celebs.” The folks talking don’t give a damn. They could care less about your responses, which Omari’s no doubt came straight from his anger and emotion. Hmm. Surprises me that Hardwick’s wife, who is a publicist, didn’t tell him to chill for a minute and respond later with some sense. I read some of Hardwick’s comments and they didn’t make a bit of sense to me. Some of what he said may have been important, but it may be all for not.

In that vein, as a PR person, I have to remind myself what to say to the public and how to say it when they piss me the hell off. In my world, when I am not doing Amanishakhete, I am publicly attacked and still talked about in the newspaper in association with former companies I’ve worked for or headed. My attorney, I keep on retainer, tells me to stay cool and refrain from engaging with the public, trying to defend myself, my choices or my work. It’s a waste of time unless it is a clear case of defamation. Then we get paid. Well I haven’t been that lucky – yet.

So, meanwhile, I guess the lesson here is how best to respond. Or maybe not. Or maybe just keep it short and sweet and say, for example, STFU (shut the fuck up). Or wait a day or two and respond with grace and candor like the President. Beyoncé learned that lesson quickly after she told her fans to mind their own business after her sister went off on JayZ in the elevator. She must have heard me telling her off all the way from Wilsonville. After all, the fans in her business, made her the almost billionaire she is today. Immediately, the next day, she came out with a much eloquent statement no doubt written by her PR team who had to remind her she’s a public figure who’s still getting paid big money.

Yep. Celebrities are human too. But being a public figure has its downfalls. Things haven’t changed since I learned about the plight of public figures in High School Econ and Political Science (umpteen years ago) and how those attacking public figures have the right to exercise free speech. We can spend our time shouting back at the free speech haters, but what good will it do? It may make us feel better, but in the end what a waste of time. I’d rather just get paid.

Meanwhile, I have 4 words for those who hate this post or who want to talk about my future boo who may end up being a white man ’cause unlike other sista’s I ain’t waiting for another brotha who may never come along, or one who thinks you should marry him just because… My 4 words are WGAF “Who gives a fuck!” At the end of the day, I still plan to watch my man Omari on the new series Power on Starz (new season starts next summer). He’s quite nice to look at and that ass speaks volumes. I know his wife is having the time of her life. Frankly, I’ll take looking at Mr. fine Omari over rapper 50 cent any day. So Omari, stay cool. Next June is a long time coming.

In truth,

Amanishakhete

 

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MURDER, SEX, DRUGS, PROFANITY—TOO REAL FOR THE YOUNG ADULT GENRE?

 

 

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(Portland, Ore.) – Young adult fiction writer Boss Amanishakhete does not shy away from the controversy. Instead she takes it head on in her latest installment the Tippy Ellis Story 3 “Holla Me Bad,” where she’s passionate about creating fiction with characters to which today’s youth can relate.

This explosive new novel opens with 17-year-old LaTonya “Tippy” Ellis on the run from a malicious father who wants her committed to a mental health institution. Not because she’s crazy, but because he wants her $100 million dollar trust fund.

So then what is or who is Holla Me Bad? You’ll have to read the story to find out. But in short, it could reflect the attitude of anyone of the Tippy Ellis series characters, even though, the term is introduced by one. “Holla Me Bad ‘cause I’ma bad ass. Once you recognize you can’t help but to holla.”

Part 3 brings to light the sometimes painful, dark side of life that some adults wish to keep hidden or at least out of reach from teenage readers. Amanishakhete recognizes the power of words and self-imposed a notice to readers that she recommends her book for mature audiences 16 and up, but does not compromise on how kids really talk.

“I want young adult readers to see themselves in this story and feel validated,” says Amanishakhete, “that’s why I’ve created characters who act, talk, think and experience real life, not a sugar-coated version of adolescence. But at the same time I aim to present a variety of teachable moments for today’s young adults, especially young women.”

Amanishakhete joins other YA authors who challenge the belief that teens should be protected from exposure to certain language, content or subject matter by banning or censoring books. From bestselling authors to first time writers, they unite in favor of providing this fast-growing YA audience with true portrayals and real life experiences that mirror the lives of youth living in today’s information age.

Amanishakhete says her own colorful, adventurous and sometimes tragic life inspired her novels. “Holla Me Bad’s” edgy storyline engages both mature teens and adult audiences, as an African-American teen nicknamed “Tippy” finds herself without a voice, literally, when she suffers emotional and psychological trauma, resulting in her incapacity to speak. Estranged from the people who raised her, Tippy tries to make sense of things on her own, and fights to save who she is and shape who she will become. Foes make their moves and victims try to overcome the life-changing effects of murder, abuse and deceit.

Portland and Atlanta play the primary backdrop for the Tippy Ellis Story. This third installment dares to keep you on the edge of your seat while Tippy’s world unravels as she tries to hold on to the life she once knew. Even her BFF TiAnna lashes out. Then there’s Darius and Jeremy vying for her love. Remember daddy Robert T. Ellis? He’s got more surprises. Ask Unc Rae Rae. So who will be the last one standing?

“Holla Me Bad” Tippy Ellis Story 3 is on sale now at Amazon.com, Kindle eBook, Barnes & Noble and other electronic outlets. Stay in touch with Amanishakhete through her website and facebook, including information about book signings and book fairs at http://www.Ladybosswordsoul.me, http://www.tippyellis.me or Tippy’s Facebook page. For a media kit, to review a copy of the book, arrange an interview or book signing contact Lenora Daniels Media at ladybosswordsoul@gmail.com.

HOLLA ME BAD ISBN-13: 978-0615999777.

 

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Hate is a word I rarely use but…

In the case of House Speaker John Boehner announcing his plan to sue our President, I have to say I really hate the guy – John Boehner that is. I am sick of him and his racist cronies – the new GOP and Tea Partiers racist attitudes and who just hate the black guy in office.

Of course, it all goes back to the majority of the American people re-electing President Barack Obama. The new GOP and Tea Partiers couldn’t keep their promise to ensure “the black guy be a one-term President.” They tried to buy the election and give it to Mitt, but the will of the people won over the $400+ millions they spent to defeat him. Yes the will of the people – majority rules. But in this case, these racists say it doesn’t apply. What’s worse is Boehner claims he is doing the “will” of the American people. I wonder who he’s referring to? Certainly not me – a black independent woman. Certainly not gays and lesbians. Certainly not Latinos. Certainly not immigrants of color. So who’s left? The racists – those that call themselves the Tea Party and the NEW Republican party. And yes both of those parties include African Americans – oops they don’t want to identify with color  – they are racist too and also hate the black guy in office. They would have preferred a racist in office who admittedly grew up thinking black people were less than the bottom of his shoe. Now we have redneck Boehner suing over some bullshit. Suing because their methods to shut him down in his second term, simply ain’t working. Hey racist Boehner, the President has a Constitutional Law degree. So take your lawsuit and shove it.

So let me use the word I rarely use again – I HATE JOHN BOEHNER!  I HATE HIS CRONIES! I HATE THEM so much I am fired up and ready to go. I’m getting up off of my ass and standing my ground against you racists. And I am going to get everyone else fired up so we can make sure you don’t try to put black people back in chains, tell Latinos to self-deport, tell those without healthcare tough luck, tell the poor we don’t want you to succeed because we need slave labor, tell women to stay at home and submit and Asians that they don’t count.

We are done with you. Now it’s our time. The true will of the people to prevail!!! That means no more voting crazies in Congress. And definitely no Republican for President, including, Jeb Bush.

In truth

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