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Website Makeover, Merry New Yr & all that good stuff…#2013 #update

Here it is the end of January and this is my first post of 2013. Though my intentions are good, I know I must be diligent when it comes to blogging/writing/expressing regularly (a semi, sorta New Year’s Resolution, but I don’t wanna call it that on the grounds I may jinx it *wink).

My time away has not been because I’ve been, ya know, slacking and watching way too much Scandal, Private Practice, and Double Divas or anything like that…eh, maybe that’s part of the reason; however, I have accomplished some things:

1. I enlisted the help of Duolit to makeover my site and make it more…ME! They tweaked the banner, cleaned up the tabs, and added a button for 3 Chicks and Some Books (A Collabo Project). I’m satisfied with the results. bannercomparison

2. I have some collaborative projects coming up and, I must say, I’m for real for real excited about ‘em.*See #1

3. My goal is to write at least 5 books by the end of 2013. Now, with all the voices, I meant, characters in my head, this should be a fairly easy task, right? NOT! But I’m up for the challenge. See my Work In Progress page for more in-fo!

4. This ones a biggie…I sent my manuscript for Innocence, GA (a book I’ve been working on since NaNoWriMo 2011) to my editor. This right here is celebratory. Here’s an excerpt –> InnocenceGAExcerpt Phettefront(2)

What are some of your goals/plans for the year?

Innocence, GA (tentative novel title) #NaNoWriMo 15,117 words

Hey guys,

Keep in mind this is a work in progress. Which means, there’s no heavy editing whatsoever. My goal is to reach 50,000 words by November 30th. Bottom line, it’s about quantity not quality…(NaNoWriMo’s quote). I will be randomly posting excerpts, which may or may not be in sequential order to the previous post. I hope you enjoy, and please continue to leave your feedback. Thanks!

SYNOPSIS:
Tired of the blight in their neighborhoods, three girls relocate to a small town in sunny Georgia, where the people are happy and always friendly…until secrets are revealed and true identities are exposed.

MOOD METER
0 Very frustrated
1 Ready to shoot computer
2 Shocked at what’s written
3 Sleeping
4 Watching TV
5 Logical & Calm
6 Working at novel
7 Joyful

TODAY, MINE IS: 1

FATIMA

“May I speak to Cam, please?”

Fatima could hear movement in the background.

“Here, it’s your girlfriend,” Jazmine snapped.

“Hello?” Cam answered groggily.

“I’m so sorry to wake you.” Fatima said through sniffles. “But I don’t have anybody else to call.”

“Tima, did she put her fucking hands on you again?”

Fatima bawled.

“Don’t cry, Tima. Please stop crying.” Cam tried to ease her. “Where you at, the pay phone?”

“Yeah.”

“My baby don’t need to be out this late. Y’all come on over here.”

“Are you sure it’s ok?”

“Come on. I’ll be waiting for y’all.”

Soon as Fatima pulled up, Cam came out. She lifted Alneesa from the backseat and carried her into the house and up the stairs to the spare bedroom. Fatima closed the door behind her and waited there until Cam reappeared.

“This shit has to stop Tima. You can’t keep letting her do this to you.” Cam inspected Fatima’s face. “Did she hurt you?”

“Just my feelings.”

Cam looked Fatima up and down. “Neither one of y’all got on shoes?”

“I put some pajamas on the bed. Let me show you.”

When they turned around, Jazmine was standing on the steps, looking at them. She didn’t say a word, just burned them with her stare.

Fatima froze. She felt a rush of guilt sweep over her body. Cam looked back and realized she hadn’t moved.

“Come on,” she said firmly as she reached out her hand, which Fatima didn’t take.

Jazmine didn’t move nor did she take her eyes off of Fatima. Both Cam and Fatima shifted their bodies to get past her full frame. Once in the room, Fatima looked at how peaceful Alneesa looked and was saddened to be exposing her to a lifestyle she doesn’t deserve to be living.

“Here you go.” Cam handed her the pajamas. “The bathroom’s right down the hall. I’ll wait here.”

“Where is she?”

“Girl, it may be uncomfortable for now, but she’s not going to say anything or do anything to you. She knows how I feel about you.”

Fatima looked both ways like she would if she were crossing a busy intersection before heading to the bathroom to change. She was wearing only an oversized t-shirt and panties. She examined her face in the mirror. Her eyes were puffy and her face was peppered with welts from her recent brawl. She took the same precaution exiting the bathroom as she did entering it. Cam was sitting in the leather loveseat next to the bed.

“You good?”

“Yeah, where is she?” Fatima asked again as she sat on the bed next to Alneesa.

Cam laughed. “It’s not funny, but would you stop asking about her?”

“I just feel so bad, you know?”

“Well, you shouldn’t. She’s getting her place soon.”

“What did you tell her?”

“After you opened your mouth and told Ty that I liked you, she called me and asked me about it. Of course, I denied it because I didn’t wanna cause no drama in your household. I thought she let it go, but she ended up telling Jazmine about it the next day. Jazmine asked me about it and I told her the truth. Period.”

“Wow.”

“Wow what? I told you not to open your mouth until you were ready. Didn’t I tell you that if you did it would change our relationships forever?”

“Yes you did.” Fatima said regretfully as she hung her head.

“I’m not trying to make you feel worse. I’m just saying.”

“I believe you.”

“Now, what happened tonight?”

“You know, the usual F.A.T. F.A.T.”

In unison they said, “Fake Ass Ty.” This was an inside joke between them to describe Ty’s passive-aggressive, psychotic ways. One minute she’s smiling in your face acting as if everything is copacetic and the next she’s flying off the handle.

“She had been drinking, which isn’t unusual at all. I told her she shouldn’t drink too much in fear that it would trigger a seizure later. She blew me off, talked shit, told me to stop talking to her. So, I went to sleep. Next thing you know, I’m getting dragged off the bed by my hair.”

“Are you serious?”

Fatima nodded.

“So, I’m tripping because I was in a deep sleep and didn’t know what the hell was going on. She didn’t turn on the light or nothing, just came in the room and pulled me by my hair. I mean, who does that?”

“That crazy bitch. Where was my baby at?”

“Her and Lamar were in their room sleep.”

Cam sat there, engrossed and angered by what she was hearing.

“Then what happened?”

“I was kicking and punching and trying to grab on to the walls or something. I managed to turn on my side and I punched her hard as I could in her shin then she let me go. After that, it was on. I socked her in the face. Slammed her head against the wall. And she scratched my face like a little girl. By that time, Nydene ran from her room and broke it up.”

“She is psycho, for real. What was she mad at? Did she say?”

“Yeah, she was like, “Oh, so you wanna be with Cam now?” I was like, “What are you talking about?”

“Oh shit. So my name was brought up?”

“Which is weird because when I told her about, you know, what you told me that day we went to Shoney’s Inn, she was cool. We were cool even after that. We had a long talk about it. She asked me if I liked you and I said no. Then we dropped it…I thought we dropped it.”

“Oh, you told her you don’t like me?”

“What was I suppose to say?”

“How about tell her the truth.”

“That is the truth, kinda.”

Cam’s eyebrows furrowed. “It either is or it isn’t. So what is all this?” She outstretched her arms and looked around the room.

Fatima wanted to back peddle but couldn’t.

“Cam, I don’t mean it like that and you know it. I think you’re a great person, but we have to handle our situations first before even thinking about us.”

“For you to even say that, you have to at least like me a little bit.”

Fatima smiled. “Of course I like you. What girl wouldn’t like you? I just want us to handle our business first with Jazmine and Ty before doing anything.”

“I can respect that.” Cam went to stand.

“No, where are you going?”

“To bed, shoot. It’s four in the morning. You need to go to sleep, too.”

“I’m scared, Cam.” Fatima’s face got serious.

“What you think she gone do, kill you in your sleep?”

“See, that’s not funny at all.” Fatima got under the covers and stared at the ceiling. “I just won’t go to sleep then.”

“I’ma tell you this one more time, she is not going to do nothing. She a’int crazy.”

“You’d be surprised what a woman scorned would do.”

“She’s not scorned. I didn’t lie to her. I didn’t cheat on her. We a’int been together in months, way before you even came in the picture. We forced it to make it work for a while and I couldn’t do it. She’s just like you; she don’t have any family here. So, I felt obligated to at least wait until she got on her feet before asking her to move out. Now, she’s on her feet, so she’s got to get out.” Cam stuck out her thumb, impersonating that of someone hitchhiking and hitting the road.

“Ok, I’m trusting you. Please don’t make me add you to the list.”

“What list?” Cam thought about it then said, “Oh, you don’t have to worry about that. I’ll never be on that list.”

“Ok. Goodnight, and, thank you again.”

Cam stood over her and said, “Anything for y’all. See you in the morning.”

Innocence, GA (tentative novel title) #NaNoWriMo 14,435 words

Hey guys,

Keep in mind this is a work in progress. Which means, there’s no heavy editing whatsoever. My goal is to reach 50,000 words by November 30th. Bottom line, it’s about quantity not quality…(NaNoWriMo’s quote). I will be randomly posting excerpts, which may or may not be in sequential order to the previous post. I hope you enjoy, and please continue to leave your feedback. Thanks!

SYNOPSIS:
Tired of the blight in their neighborhoods, three girls relocate to a small town in sunny Georgia, where the people are happy and always friendly…until secrets are revealed and true identities are exposed.

MOOD METER
0 Very frustrated
1 Ready to shoot computer
2 Shocked at what’s written
3 Sleeping
4 Watching TV
5 Logical & Calm
6 Working at novel
7 Joyful

TODAY, MINE IS: 4

FATIMA

“I R.S.V.P.’d for two people to attend this seminar. So, I want the two of you to go.” Sylvia Crosby pointed at Fatima and Cam. “Ty, you can stay here and help me make these cold calls.”

“Yes ma’am.” Ty submitted.

“I don’t know where Shoney’s Inn is. Do you?” Fatima asked Cam.

“Yeah. I can drive if you want me to.”

“That’s even better.”

Cam had been working for Sylvia Crosby for over a month. With the expansion of her company, she needed more people to compliment her team. Cam didn’t have a specific purpose. She just picked up in areas that needed tending to. For instance, if Ty got overwhelmed in the field, she was her backup. She mostly ran errands, but she didn’t mind. She was on light duty at work and saw this as a good way to make extra money.

When they arrived at the banquet hall at Shoney’s Inn, there were less than a dozen people there. Fatima and Cam looked at one another then headed out the room.

“That class look boring as hell.” Cam said to Fatima.

“I know right. And it’s all day. So, what you think?”

“I’m telling you right now, I’m not going back in that boring room.”

“So…what are we going to do?”

“We can bullshit all day. Kick it.”

“But Mrs. Crosby wants us to bring her some information back.”

“Hold that thought.” Cam went into the room, picked up some literature from an empty desk and walked out. “Bam. Information.” She handed Fatima the papers.

“Smart.” Fatima said as she nodded and circled the empty lobby.

“You nervous?”

“No. Why do you say that?”

“Because you can’t sit still. Do I make you nervous?”

“Again, no.” Fatima lied then stopped pacing to prove Cam wrong.

“I got a couple of things to do on post. Wanna ride with me?”

“What’s that?”

“My bad. It’s a military base, where my job is. I gotta drop something off.”

“Oh ok. Cool.”

They got in the car and headed to Fort Gordon. Fatima felt incognito as she rode in Cam’s black on black Nissan Maxima with the tinted windows to match.

“I hope you got your I.D.”

“Yeah. Why?”

“You’re going to need it to get on post.”

She was right. Fatima was surprised they didn’t ask for blood and her first born child. She was intimidated entering the unfamiliar Army world. She looked around in awe as Cam gave her a tour.

“Those are the barracks where I used to stay when I first got here.”

Fatima continued peering out the window. Her trepidation was replaced by excitement. She watched people in formation, watched some in P.T. She had only seen this stuff in movies.

“How long have you been in the military?”

“Five years.”

“Do you like it?”

“I love it. I make good money. Got good benefits. What else could I ask for?”

“Wow. The military is scary to me.”

“Scary? Why?”

“Because of war. You’re not afraid of being deployed?”

“Naw. If it’s my time it’s my time. Period.”

Fatima admired her confidence. Her faith. She was so bold on the outside and warm and caring on the inside.

“We won’t be here long. I just gotta run in for a minute.”

Fatima followed Cam into what looked like a warehouse.

“What’s up Specialist Jamison?”

“You got it.”

A tall, buff, light-skinned man greeted Cam. What a cutie, Fatima said to herself.

“Who is this?” The fine buff man inquired.

“This is my friend Fatima.”

“Pleasure to meet you Fa…ti…ma.” He dragged her name on his tongue before releasing it.
“This is knucklehead Lucky.” Cam interrupted by breaking their hands apart. “Just playing. This is Private First Class Lucky.”

Pleasure to meet your fine ass, too!

“Nice to meet you, too.” Fatima said as they headed in the opposite direction.

Cam went to her workstation, punched in a few numbers on the computer and was ready to go.

“Done! See, I told you it wouldn’t take long.”

“Ok. Where are we going now?”

“Where do you wanna go?”

“Doesn’t matter to me.” Fatima looked at her watch. “We still have three hours to kill.”

They went to the drive-thru of Captain D’s on Deans Bridge Road, pulled up at a nearby park and ate.

“What’s up with you not eating meat?”

Fatima almost choked on a hushpuppy. “Who told you that?”

“You told me, duh. The night of my party.”

“I eat chicken, fish and turkey, just not that other stuff.”

“Uh. What made you start doing that?”

“At first I did it just to see if I could. But after I started reading and found out how bad it is for us, I never looked back.”

“You right. It is bad for us, but it’s so damn good.”

They shared a laugh.

“Can I ask you something without you getting offended?” Cam asked.

“Go head.”

“Why do you stay with her?”

Fatima tried to search for the right words to say but knew there wasn’t a logical explanation, so she shook her head instead and gazed out the window.

“Look, Ima tell you this because it’s been heavy on my heart. I like you. I like you a lot. I know we’re both in a situation, but I wanna take care of you, the right way. There, I said it.”

It was finally out. Fatima sensed that Cam was digging her. She’d be lying to herself if she said the thought never crossed her mind. Cam was everything she wanted in a mate. She was thoughtful, considerate. She didn’t escape responsibilities and took care of her business. Her finances were in order. Fatima could tell by her lifestyle.

“What do you want me to do with that information, Cam?”

“What do you mean what do I want you to do? Do with it what you want. I just thought you should know how I feel.”

“That just makes it worse. Don’t you get that? You’re with Jazmine and I’m with Ty.”

“And?”

“And…what would we do about them? We can’t just leave them.”

“Shit, why not? If neither of us is happy. Why not?”

Fatima sat there, taking it all in. “They would be so hurt.”

“See, that’s your problem right there. You care too much about her feelings and not yours. Do you think she cares about you when she’s punching you in the face?”

Fatima broke down. “That’s not fair, Cam,” she said as her voice cracked.

Cam put her hand on Fatima’s knee. “I’m not trying to hurt you Tima. I care about you and Alneesa. Y’all deserve better. Much better. She shouldn’t be putting her hands on you, period. There’s no excuse for that.”

Fatima knew she was right, but she couldn’t leave Ty. She loved her.

“But y’all are friends. How would that look?”

“Let’s get something straight, she is not my friend. We work together and she’s cool, but we’re not friends. Furthermore, I don’t appreciate how she treats you.”

“You’re not supposed to know about that.”

“But I do. And I care about your feelings more than I do hers.”

Cam handed Fatima a napkin. She patted her face dry.

“All I’m asking you to do is think about it. Jazmine already knows I’m not happy and that we’re basically just living together until she finds a place. All you have to do is say the word.”

“And you’re gonna put her out?”

“No, I’m not that cruel. But whenever you think you’re ready, I’ll be straight up with her. Until then, I advise you not to say nothing to Ty about this conversation, unless you’re ready to be with me, because, if you do, the four of our relationships will never be the same.”

Innocence, GA (tentative novel title) #NaNoWriMo 13,270 words

Hey guys,

Keep in mind this is a work in progress. Which means, there’s no heavy editing whatsoever. My goal is to reach 50,000 words by November 30th. Bottom line, it’s about quantity not quality…(NaNoWriMo’s quote). I will be randomly posting excerpts, which may or may not be in sequential order to the previous post. I hope you enjoy, and please continue to leave your feedback. Thanks!

SYNOPSIS:
Tired of the blight in their neighborhoods, three girls relocate to a small town in sunny Georgia, where the people are happy and always friendly…until secrets are revealed and true identities are exposed.

MOOD METER
0 Very frustrated
1 Ready to shoot computer
2 Shocked at what’s written
3 Sleeping
4 Watching TV
5 Logical & Calm
6 Working at novel
7 Joyful

TODAY, MINE IS: 2

FATIMA

Something woke her from her sleep. She looked to the left of her where there was a cold, empty spot. This was no surprise to her for she often woke up to Ty not being in the bed, especially after a fight. She got up and went into the kitchen to get a drink of water. She had gotten pretty use to the layout of the house, so there wasn’t a need to turn on any lights. The night light in the kitchen was just bright enough.

She fetched a glass and filled it with tap water. As she turned to exit, she almost dropped the glass when she saw Ty sitting at the table, rocking back and forth. She started to ignore her and continue on playing the tit for tat game that Ty was notorious for…until she stepped closer and saw that Ty was not only holding a knife in her hands, but had been rocking on it long enough to break through her skin, which was apparent from the splotches of blood on her shirt.

“Oh my god,” Fatima screamed as she sat the glass on the table and snatched the weapon from Ty’s hands. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

Ty didn’t answer. She was in a daze, staring at nothing in particular. She was so high and drunk she had no clue what was going on. Graig ran out of his room.

“What’s going on? Why is that big ass knife right there?”

“Ask her stupid ass. She was stabbing herself with it,” Fatima said sarcastically and with an attitude.

Graig picked Ty up from the chair. “Don’t you get tired of this shit?” He asked Ty rhetorically. “I’ll take her to the hospital. You stay here with the kids.”

Innocence, GA (tentative novel title) #NaNoWriMo 12,521 words

Hey guys,

Keep in mind this is a work in progress. Which means, there’s no heavy editing whatsoever. My goal is to reach 50,000 words by November 30th. Bottom line, it’s about quantity not quality…(NaNoWriMo’s quote). I will be randomly posting excerpts, which may or may not be in sequential order to the previous post. I hope you enjoy, and please continue to leave your feedback. Thanks!

SYNOPSIS:
Tired of the blight in their neighborhoods, three girls relocate to a small town in sunny Georgia, where the people are happy and always friendly…until secrets are revealed and true identities are exposed.

MOOD METER
0 Very frustrated
1 Ready to shoot computer
2 Shocked at what’s written
3 Sleeping
4 Watching TV
5 Logical & Calm
6 Working at novel
7 Joyful

TODAY, MINE IS: 7

FATIMA

Nydene was the prettiest most chocolate-colored girl Fatima had ever seen. She was no taller than 5’8” and had a lean but muscular physique — similar to that of a swimmer. Her fine hair was black like licorice and shinier than patent leather. It was cut low on one side and in the back, while the other side hung right at her chiseled jaw bone. Her almond-shaped eyes were brown like almond joys, which turned into slits whenever she’d smile and grace the world with her dimples.

She and Ty were good friends. They met each other while stationed in Germany and after being dishonorably discharged, didn’t want to go home to Nyack, New York, so, she opted to move to GA. Fatima didn’t mind nor did she feel threatened by Nydene’s beauty because, though she had the looks, she was also tomboyish, like Ty. And from what she’d witnessed the past few months, two studs don’t mix.

Everything was good. They partied every night. Fatima has always been attracted to and borderline obsessed with New Yorkers. Aside from their high murder rate and muggings on the subway, she believed it would be a supreme place to live. She loved the talent that came from there, i.e., Jay Z., Alicia Keys, Biggie, J-Lo. And Nydene was no exception. She could sing her ass off. Contrary to her rough exterior, the tunes that escaped her lips were melodious like that of the late great Aaliyah. Fatimah stumbled on Nydene’s voice by accident. Since then, she would ask her to sing every chance she got…whenever Nydene was drunk. She was too shy to do so sober.

Innocence, GA (tentative novel title) #NaNoWriMo

Hey guys,

Keep in mind this is a work in progress. Which means, there’s no heavy editing whatsoever. My goal is to reach 50,000 words by November 30th. Bottom line, it’s about quantity not quality…(NaNoWriMo’s quote). I will be randomly posting excerpts, which may or may not be in sequential order to the previous post. I hope you enjoy, and please continue to leave your feedback. Thanks!

SYNOPSIS:
Tired of the blight in their neighborhoods, three girls relocate to a small town in sunny Georgia, where the people are happy and always friendly…until secrets are revealed and true identities are exposed.

MOOD METER
0 Very frustrated
1 Ready to shoot computer
2 Shocked at what’s written
3 Sleeping
4 Watching TV
5 Logical & Calm
6 Working at novel
7 Joyful

TODAY, MINE IS: 6

FATIMA

“I knew she was family. I knew it!” Ty said proudly.

“How? Because she had on a track suit?” Fatima questioned.

“Naw. I could just tell. Fam know fam. Trust.” Ty said on the car ride over to Cam’s house.

Fatima and Ty had been invited to Cam’s birthday party.

“Hey y’all. I’m glad y’all could make it. This is my girl Jazmine. Jazmine, this is Ty and her girl Fatima.”

They greeted and exchanged pleasantries.

“Make yourself at home. Food’s in the kitchen. Beer’s in the cooler. If you want something stronger, see Jazmine.”

“All right, thanks.” Ty turned to Fatima. “See, told you she was gay. We should’ve bet money.” Ty said giddily when Cam walked away.

“Girl, hush. You so silly.”

A handful of people sprinkled the cute townhouse. Most of them were playing cards, while the others stood around chit chatting. Fatima sat in a chair in the corner, enjoying a Strawberry Daiquiri. She wasn’t much of a card player. She tried to learn a few years back, but decided not to partake because some folks, mainly her family, took Spades and the act of reneging way too serious.

“You straight over here?” Cam walked up to Fatima.

“Oh, yeah. I’m good. Nice party. Thanks again for inviting us.”

“No problem. We all fam.” Cam said with a grin.

Fatima hesitated for a moment, but was too nosey not to persist. “How did you know?”

“Know what, that y’all were fam?”

“Yes.”

She shrugged her shoulders. “Because when you’re fam you just know.”

“That’s the same crap Ty said. There’s gotta be a better explanation than that.” Fatima demanded.

Cam smiled. “No, not really. It’s just a vibe you get.” Out of curiosity she asked, “So, you’re telling me you didn’t know?”

“About who, you?”

“Yeah.”

Fatima paused…then smiled wider than the Chester cheetah cat.

“See, see. You knew.” Cam teased.

“I mean, I kinda assumed, but didn’t know for sure…really.”

“Yeah, you knew.” Cam’s expression changed.

Her eyes were speaking to Fatima, who was 99.9% sure what they were saying, but, again, didn’t wanna assume.

“Do you play cards?” Fatima asked, changing the subject.

Cam shook her head. “They get too serious for me.”

“Me too!” Fatima concurred.

“Cards is just cards to me. If I make a mistake, I don’t wanna get cussed out or stabbed for throwing out the wrong card. You know?” Cam said jokingly.

Fatima laughed. “Exactly.”

They stared at each other briefly.

“So, you good? Do you need anything else?”

“Um, I’m ok for now. Thanks, though.”

“All right.” Cam walked away and intermingled with the rest of the guests.

Innocence, GA (tentative novel title) #NaNoWriMo

Hey guys,

Keep in mind this is a work in progress. Which means, there’s no heavy editing whatsoever. My goal is to reach 50,000 words by November 30th. Bottom line, it’s about quantity not quality…(NaNoWriMo’s quote). I will be randomly posting excerpts, which may or may not be in sequential order to the previous post. I hope you enjoy, and please continue to leave your feedback. Thanks!

SYNOPSIS:
Tired of the blight in their neighborhoods, three girls relocate to a small town in sunny Georgia, where the people are happy and always friendly…until secrets are revealed and true identities are exposed.

MOOD METER
0 Very frustrated
1 Ready to shoot computer
2 Shocked at what’s written
3 Sleeping
4 Watching TV
5 Logical & Calm
6 Working at novel
7 Joyful

TODAY, MINE IS: 7

FATIMA

Thinking she was going to spend her day relaxing upon her return home, instead, she found herself dealing with the vandalism of her car. All of the windows were busted and the tires had been stripped. At least they were thoughtful enough to sit it on bricks. She knew she didn’t live in the best of neighborhoods, but had no idea it was that rough.

She spent that day and the next surfing for quotes. Sure, her insurance paid for it, but she still had to come up with a $1,000 deductible, which she didn’t have. She refused to move back home with her mother and simply could not afford to live outside of the city.

“Hey! I made it home safely.”

“That’s good. I was about to put an APB out on you. You all right? You sound funny?”

“I’m just tired of this shit.”

“Whoa, what are you talking about? It must be bad if you cursing.”

Fatima chuckled a little. “My car was broken into.”

“Wow. That’s messed up. I’m sorry about that. Did they take anything valuable?”

“No, I didn’t have anything in there.”

“That’s so fucked up. I hate thieves.”

“Me too. But anyway, I gotta come up with some money to pay this high ass deductible so I can get it fixed. Then, find a safe place for me and my baby to move to.”

There was a brief silence.

“My offer still stands.”

“Ty, come on. You want me to just up and leave and move down there with you?”

“Uh, yeah. What’s wrong with that?”

“You don’t even know me.”

“So what. I can get to know you.”

Fatima’s wheels turned as she contemplated this not so bad idea.

“What else you got going on up there anyway?” Ty continued.

“I got a good job, with benefits. It would take time for me to find a job there.”

“Girl, with your skills, you can find a job easy.” Ty assured.

“Umm…”

“Stop thinking of shit. A’int nothing else to think about. You live in a fucked up neighborhood. You don’t have a man, or a girlfriend. What’s holding you back?”

“No you didn’t say girlfriend.” Fatima laughed.

Ty laughed, too. “I’m just saying. I can take care of y’all until you find a job here. Give where you working at now your two weeks notice and come on.”

Fatima was beginning to see the bigger picture. “The weather is beautiful there. And the people are much nicer there than they are here in Detroit.”

“And you know this, maannnnn.” Ty said in her best Chris Tucker impression.

“Ok.”

Ty’s voice went up an octave. “Ok what?”

“Ok, I’ll move to Georgia. We’ll move to Georgia.”

“Yeah, now that’s what I’m talking about.”

“Wait a minute, does Graig know?”

“He will when I tell him.”

“Do you think he’ll mind?”

“I don’t care if that nigga does or not. This is my house, too.”

Fatima felt a sense of uneasiness wash over her, but was speedily reassured by Ty’s confidence that everything would be ok.

Innocence, GA (tentative novel title) #NaNoWriMo

Hey guys,

Keep in mind this is a work in progress. Which means, there’s no heavy editing whatsoever. My goal is to reach 50,000 words by November 30th. Bottom line, it’s about quantity not quality…(NaNoWriMo’s quote). I will be randomly posting excerpts, which may or may not be in sequential order to the previous post. I hope you enjoy, and please continue to leave your feedback. Thanks!

SYNOPSIS:
Tired of the blight in their neighborhoods, three girls relocate to a small town in sunny Georgia, where the people are happy and always friendly…until secrets are revealed and true identities are exposed.

MOOD METER
0 Very frustrated
1 Ready to shoot computer
2 Shocked at what’s written
3 Sleeping
4 Watching TV
5 Logical & Calm
6 Working at novel
7 Joyful

TODAY, MINE IS: 7

FATIMA

Fatima was on the phone with a representative from the airlines, trying to get a reasonable price for extending her stay in Georgia.

“Wait a minute, so you’re telling me that I have to pay $100.00 if I wanna stay two more days?” She slammed down the phone.

Dominique was in the kitchen on the phone trying to get an extension as well. “Fuck!” She hollered as she went to Fatima. “What did they say to you?”

Fatima smacked her lips. “They talking crazy, talking ‘bout $100.00.”

“That’s the same shit they said to me. So, what you gone do?”

“What can I do? I can’t afford that. That’s all the money in my pocket, and we still got one more day left.”

“Right.”

“I’ll pay for y’all to stay.” Ty was sitting at the foot of the bed where Fatima was.

They both looked at her.

“What? Y’all staring at me like y’all done seen a ghost.”

She had the cutest country accent. She’d been here only a few months and was already sounding like T.I. Fatima couldn’t help but smile.

“Are you serious?” Fatima asked, hoping that she was because she had a tendency to play too much.

“Yeah! I wouldn’t joke like that. So y’all call them back and tell ‘em y’all staying for a few mo’ days.”

Fatima and Dominique squealed with joy.

“Soon as I get home I’m going to pay you back. I promise.”

“Me too.”

Ty looked Fatima in her eyes then said, “You’re worth it.”

Innocence, GA (tentative novel title) #NaNoWriMo

Hey guys,

Keep in mind this is a work in progress. Which means, there’s no heavy editing whatsoever. My goal is to reach 50,000 words by November 30th. Bottom line, it’s about quantity not quality…(NaNoWriMo’s quote). I will be randomly posting excerpts, which may or may not be in sequential order to the previous post. I hope you enjoy, and please continue to leave your feedback. Thanks!

SYNOPSIS:
Tired of the blight in their neighborhoods, three girls relocate to a small town in sunny Georgia, where the people are happy and always friendly…until secrets are revealed and true identities are exposed.

MOOD METER
0 Very frustrated
1 Ready to shoot computer
2 Shocked at what’s written
3 Sleeping
4 Watching TV
5 Logical & Calm
6 Working at novel
7 Joyful

TODAY, MINE IS: 7

TY

The club was packed. Ty, Fatima, Dominique, Mesha, Spencer and another couple made sure to get there early so they could get a good seat.

“You want something to drink?” Ty asked Fatima.

Spencer overheard and offered to buy a round for everybody. The DJ was on point. He played all the jams. Kia and Gary, the couple that Mesha and Spencer invited, were the first ones from the table to hit the dance floor.

“Mesha, go head. You and yo boo should go out there and dance.” Dominique urged.

“Nah, that’s all right. My baby know dancing is not my thang. A’int that right, boo?”

Spencer ignored Mesha.

“You dance?” Spencer asked Fatima, shouting across Dominique.

Fatima was scoping out the club, not paying any attention to what was going on. Ty patted her leg then pointed to Spencer.

“Huh?”

“I said, do you dance?” This time Spencer gestured they go to the dance floor.

“I can cut a rug.” Fatima mimicked some John Travolta moves.

“Then let’s do this!”

They made their way amongst the other dancers. Fatima attempted to head back to her chair a few times, but Spencer kept insisting she stay. He was enjoying himself way too much, Ty thought to herself. Finally, a slow song came on and they made their way back to their seats.

“Whew. It’s hot in here.” Fatima fanned herself.

“Here you go.” Spencer handed her a napkin.

“I thought y’all was gonna dance all night,” Mesha said playfully.

“Yeah, your girl sure can dance. I was trying to keep up.” Spencer said to Mesha.

Spencer used a flyer on the table as a makeshift fan. Ty wondered if he was aware of just how much he was staring at Fatima. Ty definitely noticed. A few hours and several shots later, everybody was feeling good. Fatima kept her drink limit at three. Needless to say, she was much less inebriated than the others.

Ty and Fatima were sitting next to each other. As the night progressed, Ty got more relaxed. She started off with small strokes to Fatima’s thigh to gentle massaging.

“Dance with me.” Ty whispered in Fatima’s ear.

Fatima didn’t hesitate. She followed Ty’s lead. She didn’t even remove Ty’s arms from around her waist. She seemed to like it. They rocked their hips from side to side, moving closer to one another with every note. All eyes were on them, but they were too absorbed to see.

“Get a room,” Mesha blurted out when they returned to their seats.

“We just might,” Ty retorted as she and Fatima’s eyes were still locked on one another.

Innocence, GA (tentative novel title) #NaNoWriMo

Hey guys,

Keep in mind this is a work in progress. Which means, there’s no heavy editing whatsoever. My goal is to reach 50,000 words by November 30th. Bottom line, it’s about quantity not quality…(NaNoWriMo’s quote). I will be randomly posting excerpts, which may or may not be in sequential order to the previous post. I hope you enjoy, and please continue to leave your feedback. Thanks!

SYNOPSIS:
Tired of the blight in their neighborhoods, three girls relocate to a small town in sunny Georgia, where the people are happy and always friendly…until secrets are revealed and true identities are exposed.

MOOD METER
0 Very frustrated
1 Ready to shoot computer
2 Shocked at what’s written
3 Sleeping
4 Watching TV
5 Logical & Calm
6 Working at novel
7 Joyful

TODAY, MINE IS: 6

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A little bit about this scene: Fatima and Dominique go to Georgia to visit their best friend Mesha, who picks them up from the airport. This is the car ride to Mesha’s place.
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Before they could reach the car, Mesha was running to them with open arms.

“Group hug!” They all said in unison.

“Come on. Come on. Let’s get y’all bags in the car and go. The ride from here to Augusta is two hours.”

Mesha took their bags and placed them in the trunk. She walked over to the driver side door before noticing both Fatima standing with her arms crossed and Dominique with her hands on her hips.

“What are y’all doing? Why are y’all just standing there?”

“Um, I know I’m not into cars, but this don’t look like no damn Mustang to me.” Fatima exclaimed as she pointed at the 2-door sky blue and rust Chevy Cavalier.

“My man got my car,” Mesha gloated.

Fatima and Dominique looked at each other then said, “Here we go!”

Fatima crawled in the back seat and lay down. Dominique, who was almost 6ft tall, slid the passenger seat as far back as it could go, leaving little room for Fatima to sit upright.

“Comfy?” Fatima asked sarcastically.

“Why, yes, I am,” Dominique matched her tone.

They headed east on I-20 and I-520. Fatima slid off her thick jogging pants and balled them up on the seat next to her. She was now wearing a tank top and short shorts.

“Take it off!” Dominique and Mesha chanted while fist-pumping.

“Y’all are so crazy,” Fatima giggled.

“I am so happy y’all are here,” Mesha screeched in a high-pitched tone as she wiggled.

“Me too. We’re gonna have some fun!” Dominique high-fived Mesha.

Fatima had her palm up, but it went unrecognized until she said, “Um, hello? Please don’t leave me hanging.”

“Oh, shoot, my bad,” Mesha stretched her arm back as far as she could to meet Fatima’s neglected hand.

“Yeah, my bad, dawg.” Dominique gave her a half-assed slap.

“Anyhoo, before I forget, um, whose damn car is this?”

“Riiggghtt!” Dominique chimed in.

“A’int y’all some ungrateful bitches,” Mesha looked at Dominique then through the rearview at Fatima.

“No, don’t get me wrong, WE are grateful. Right MiMi?”

“Un huh!”

“I’m just wondering, I mean, we’re just wondering where is that oh so precious, candy apple red Mustang with the rims?” Fatima teased and impersonated Mesha’s voice.

Dominique was laughing hysterically. “You sound just like her, too.”
Mesha shook her head. “Y’all need to quit. An..y..way, this is my dad’s friend’s car.”

“Yo daddy got a friend?” Fatima asked.

“Not like that. They’re just roommates. She knew I had to pick y’all up, so she said I can use her car since my boo had to go to work for a few hours.”

Dominique placed her hand on her forehead. “Oh lord. We’re not gonna have to hear this for a whole week are we?”

“I know right,” Fatima concurred.

“What?” Mesha acted totally oblivious. “I don’t say nothing when y’all speak on y’all men. Oh, wait, I forgot…y’all a’int got no man.” Mesha was laughing with a party of one.

“So…you think that shit is funny?” Dominique said with a straight face.

“Yeah, I kinda do, actually. Remember growing up how you and Tima used to get all the boys?”

“That’s because we were fine,” Fatima interjected.

“And fast,” Dominique added and she and Fatima gave each other dap.

“Well, it looks to me like y’all wells have dried up.” Mesha said as a matter of fact.

“And you’re saying this because…” Fatima rolled her wrist, hoping that would spark a logical answer from Mesha’s lips.

“Because, look how the tables have turned. You and MiMi would clown me for not having a boyfriend and being a virgin until after high school. Look where waiting got me.”

“Girl, please. Believe me, if I wanted a controlling man to tell all my whereabouts, I could get one. Trust!” Dominique waited for Mesha’s response.

“Ok. Keep telling yourself that.” Mesha said quickly before changing the subject. “Me and my boo are having a get together later on tonight. Nothing major, just a few of our close friends. He’s so excited to meet y’all.”