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This online collection of cultural stories, poems and essays is unique. |
 This book is a collection of cultural Black stories, set in the now and forty years ago. The first set, On A Mission, contains numerous stories: Mother Smith, Annie-May,Clara-Jean,Itty-Bitty-Ol'-Nasty Man, And The Mighty Zay-eusm are the main ones. These are witty sometimes sad characters, that find their way to carry-forth.The book also contains cultural poems, essays, and prose. Most of the stories are being created, as I post them, it is a raw blog. I am interacting with my readers taking suggestions for stories, finding out about their interests. It is a work in progress, I go through my stories and smooth then out. It's for fun, some of my stories may eventually find their way into it. The blog is casual and conversational, urban musings. I keep a blog, with the book, to keep readers posted. There are, teaser, excerpts chapters, from my book. Tales & Myths from The Inner city, a work in progress..The Paperback version, of the book is being smooth out, and edited, and marketed. I featured some of the concepts from this book, on T-shirts, mugs and other gifts : http:www.Zazzle.com/qmarpat. Thanks, I look forward to supporting you, too! Stop by my blog, and say,"Hello". We will have fun and laughs! I have included short reviews of some of the stories, thanks, so much for being a reader! Thank you so much, for hanging in there with me, You can also catch up with me, at: www.Hubpages.com/Qmarpat I have wacky veggie creations and few recipes and jokes, I look forward to hearing from you. I want to thank all my fans, that "Liked" me on Facebook. I love my readers! I wish you Happy Holidays and a very prosperous New Year! Take care-rixxie |
| I've got the characters ready, and intense diffrent weather. I should be ready to put it all together tomorrow. I don't want to be a tear jerker, so I'm writing and rewriting. I don't want to talk myself out of a good plot, so tomorrow, for better or worse the story, Faith. |
| I just realized that in most of my stories, the weather is usually sunny or some other condition,that's pretty pleasant. I'd like to see how having maybe a rainy day, would affect the mood of a certain scene. It seems to me in the movies that when people are having hardships and it's raining, it signals doom and disaster. Police departments throughout the United States, have reported that when the tempetures rise above say, 95,degrees,they have a higher incidence of domestic violence. It may be that perception in books when it's rainy and gloomy that it affects the characters,and scenes in a negative way. I'm going to use weather and of,tricks of scenary to build an interesting environment. |
| I was wondering if I should try not to limit, the number of characters in my stories. I don't want the story to get cluttered, with so many people you can't figure out, who the main person is. I've realized that my stories tend to end up with about three, to four people. I may try using a new character, to move the plot along if I feel, it's getting, sluggish. I want a new personality type maybe not totally perfect, God knows Little Willie Bo' was about the most obnoxious cuss, on the planet. He surprisingly enough, had a almost gentle side, that I had to develop carefully. I want to create some more surprise, characters, for this new story, "Faith". What will they be like, I don't want to spoil the surprise, you have to have faith,faith,faith..... |
| In the next story, Faith, as the title indicates I want to explore the lead characters faith and test it,mwith out weaking the charater. I'm in the process, of coming up with characters that will be diffrent from the previous book, On A Mission and my paperback book coming out in less than two months, Tales and Myths of the Inercity. Human conditions are so similiar it's, only the way the characters' personality reacts, to each circumstance that will make it diffrent. These are works in progress, the books I put online, and some I create as I write. It gives me a lot of flexibility. I will begin faith in a few days, Iam taking this time to build strong plot, and some unique personalities. |
| I know, I know Linda in the story holding-on, was sitting in the unemployment, office almost ten days. She should have got the job for just hanging in there! I wanted he to end up in a good place, it was obvious she was tired of ramen noodles, and foodlines. I'll work real hard to make sure that the next characters in the chapter coming up soon, don't get stranted for days. Thanks for hanging in there and reading it, I hope it didn't bring up any bad memories, hopefully it inspired you to, hang in there. |
| I know, I know will Linda EVER get ot of the umeployment office, yeah! Tomorrow, I promise! |
| Linda sat in the job development office, listening to her stomach growl. She fumbled in her pocket, and found, $1.88. She just needed a little something to tie her over until she got back home. She was just waiting until, she could get her new resume', turned in. She had been there two hours, she had posted her resume', on Jobwire.com. It had been three months, she was becoming nervous. She looked at the ticket, in her hand; #029. The display sign was showing, #21. The room was cold, it seemed like the heat was out. It must have been about, forty-five people, there. It was about 11:15, the clerks would be going to lunch soon. She got up and walked through the neat, rows of chairs, the vending machine was in the back, in the corner. She put her only dollar in it, it spat it out three times, the fourth try, it gave her chcolate cookies. She didn't return to her seat, in front of the counter, instead she remained in the back. She ate the little hard cookies faster than she should have, and choked. She got up and sipped some water out of the faucet, she got water on her black shoes they weren't polished, she had been in a hurry. She could hear people dicussing their last interviews, the large black woman in the bvack, was setting next to a handsome guy in his thirties. Linda listened: "Yeah, last time I was here, I turned down two jobs, like a fool, two weeks ago, ahuh, one in a factory one in a a petstore". The man next to her had been nodding his head, as if he understood. "Girl I can't turn down nothing I got two boys and mortgage, my wife is killing herself, but she can't do it all', I know that's right, I told my husband I ain't even turning down bad advice!" They both laughed and shook their heads. "Number-twenty-six-". The loud speaker announced. The large woman who had been laughing and talking with the man got up and ran to the counter, she had on a neat single-breasted navy blue suit. The other clients snickered at her antics. Linda moved closer to where most of the clients were sitting. She looked at the blacket blazer and slacks she had on, she had cookie crumbs, all over her clothes. She brushed the off, and took out a compact, she could see her fawn-colored skin was blotched from wiping the crumbs off. Her curly hair was pulled back into a neck length ponytail. She was putting the compact back, and her cell-phone vibrated, she looked at the number it was her sister Janet She got up and walked to the back of the room, just then #28, was called. "Hey, Jan, let me call you when I, leave, my number is next, I'm real broke, girl, I'm taking anything, bye, now." Linda laughed and as she was returning to her seat, her number was called. She went up to the desk and handed over her papers to the lady behind window#6. The clerk that had a name tag on that aid, Alberta told her, she could see, a diffrent counselor, now or her regular one Ron Sandin, after lunch. "I'll see whoever is available, please, right now". Linda moved around nervous and hungry. "Okay, Linda, the counselor will be with you in a minute, just go in the side door to the right. Linda thanked her and walked through the door. She passed the large funny lady in the blue suit that went in before her, on her way out. She had a big smile on her face. "Did you get a office job?' Linda couldn't help but wonder. "Naw- girl it's a factory clean-up job for $8.75, a hour, I made $11.25, on my last job, but what you gonna do?' "I know what you mean, I was picky two months ago, now I'm begging". both ladies laughed. Linda sat down, in a vacant room, with just a desk two chairs, a computer with a flying balloons screensaver. A short bald man entered and introduced hisself and took lindas' papers. "Did you find any jobs on the board, that interested you?" "No, please tell me you have something, in a office, I have five years experience". The counselor shifted his papers in his hand."Can you type fifty words a minute, and have recent computer skills". "I sure do, I was worried, the office jobs that pay good, go fast, I can't afford to turn down anything". "Well, I don't it will match what you were getting, but it's $9.25, an hour youre lucky, a firm just called for a office aide". "Thank God!' Linda didn't mean to shout out loud. "Can you get there in two hours for an interview?" "You better believe it!" The couselor picked up the phone and called the supervisor, and told her lindas' name and information. "Well you are all set, good luck I don't think you'll a problem , they really need someone, right now". She stands up shakes his hand, and grins broadly. "Thank you, thank you". With that she turned and walked out the door, and past the people still talking, she left out the side door her car was parked two doors down. She called her sister on her cell phone, she couldn't contain her excitement. She jumped into her little, blue escort, and headed toward the freeway, she wasn't going to waste any time. The insurance company was mid-town, she didn't go there often, but knew her way. "Yeah, I'm on my way over there now girl, I'm gonna run in the restroom, freshen up a little throw on some more make-up, I got this, I got this, I'll do what it takes" "Oh you know you can handle this, call me back and tell me, all the details". Linda pasted several fast food, places but was too broke, to use her use her atm, card and her last twelve dollars for some burgers. She'd made a note to herself earlier to, take her coin jar to the grocery store, it had to be at least ten dollars in there. She'd swing by the foodbank on her way home, with some sunglasses on, whatever. She'd have something to eat, the coins would get her gas, and wash a load of clothes. She turned on, 25th st.,and she could see the insurance building from the corner, it was a two story brick building, in the middle of the block. She parked the car, and walked to the door, caought her breath and went in, she signed in with security, and went up stairs. The office was three doors from the elevator to the right. Linda walked in and signed in on the clipboard on the counter, it was a bright office and several people moved about, The receptionist a woman, with short black hair glasses in her thirties, with a quick smile said, "May I help you", Linda introduced herself and gave the woman the job form, "Have a seat right here Ms,Davis the supervisor will be right out,.Ms.Davis came out of a bck office, she was medium height brown-skined woman with short page-boy, hairstyle, she introduced herself and asked Linda to follow her. "We are hard pressed for help, I'm going to call a couple of your refrences, and have you type a business letter, if that works out, and you like it here, you can start n two, days,okay?" Linda was speechless, after all she'd been through this would answer her prayers. "That's wonderful, thank you." The supervisor instructed Linda to go in a small office, and type a letter she gave her. It was pretty standard about a half page insurance letter. The supervisor left, and Linda whizzed through the letter, ther were no coplicated graphs, or other things. She felt like she made one mistake but it was just a space, issue not characters. Ms. Davis returned fifteen minutes later smiling. "Let's see how you did, she looked at the letter and smiled again. "Okay, that's great I was able to contact, one of your refrences and it was good. I"m going to show you around, this is your office if you decide you want this position". "Thank you very much this office is fine, I can't wait to start Is everyone as nice as you?" She laughed. "It depends on who you ask, I'm going to take you over to the front office, to fill out your tax forms in about twenty minutes, their out to lunch, help your self to the empolee buffet in the lounge every tuesday,potluck" linda tried to suppress, a grin, it looks like her luck finally changed. |
| I wrote in my last entry, that I was strating a new online book next week. The name of the five-story collection, will be,"Changes". It will be more stories of innercity life that are near and dear to my heart. The stories will challenge the characters, faith and endurance. The five titles within Changes, will be; "Holding-On", "Faith","Moving Forward","Emerging" and "Picking Up The Pieces". |
| On monday, I'm going to start work on five new stories. I've been dealing with innercity, themes, because it's near and dear to my heart. I sometimes tear-up when I, write various stories, they remind me of neighborhoods I grew up in. I want to find a way to make the stories fresh, so they won't be,On A Mission, rehatched or, sound like tales and myths. I'm thinking of ways to come with a whole, plot while still staying true to subject matter, I'm close to. I've thought of adding more characters, possibly more males. I have to see how everything, flows, I may call the new stories ; "Changes". |
| On monday, I'm going to start work on five new stories. I've been dealing with innercity, themes, because it's near and dear to my heart. I sometimes tear-up when I, write various stories, they remind me of neighborhoods I grew up in. I want to find a way to make the stories fresh, so they won't be,On A Mission, rehatched or, sound like tales and myths. I'm thinking of ways to come with a whole, plot while still staying true to subject matter, I'm close to. I've thought of adding more characters, possibly more males. I have to see how everything, flows, I may call the new stories ; "Changes". |
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