Sunday, November 1, 2009

Has it really been four months . . .

. . . since my last post? Despite my lack of online presence I can safely say the time away from blogging hasn’t been wasted. There has been, of course, time spent keeping the lights on and food on the table. Time was also spent reading, writing and working on craft. During my reading I ran across a couple books whose titles I’ll share in just a moment. I think the books might be helpful to those of you who, like me, continue to search for the most effective way to share stories with all of the vividness they deserve. Also during my hiatus, I had the honor of having the reading group, Real Sistahs review four of my stories: “Cappuccino”, “Flip-Flop”,“Soul Mate” and “Day Dreamin’”.

Now, about those books on craft that I mentioned. It’s not often that I get excited about writing books. Many of them rehash bits and pieces of the same old stuff. Personally, I’d like to find a handful of references that bring it all together. I’m talking about the kind of books that you can (and should) read more that once and each time learn something new. One that I plan to add to that list is Paula LaRocque’s “The Book on Writing: The Ultimate Guide to Writing Well.” What makes LaRocque’s book unique for me is that she illuminates the topics covered with plenty of examples, exercises and a conversational style that makes reviewing and learning painless.

In consideration of the time you’ve may have already invested in my blog I won’t go into a lot of detail about the other book “Plot and Structure” by James Scott Bell. I will suggest that if you’ve ever had any questions about plotting a novel this book may provide you with some answers. I found it to be very readable with many examples of technique. Quite a few of the examples were from bestselling author Dean Koontz’s work. If nothing else the book made me curious enough to read a few of Koontz’s books (see Books I’ve Read in 2009) to get a better idea of how he does it. Most important, Bell’s book has given me some new insights on plotting that you’ll soon see shaping my stories.

Last but not least, I'd like to say thanks to the reading group, the Real Sistahs. The group consists of seven (or is it eight) ladies who were finishing a discussion about their latest read “Push” by Sapphire when I arrived. I was immediately put in the hot seat and received feedback that was mixed but welcomed. Surprisingly, my favorites were not theirs. I thought Flip-Flop or Soul Mate would have been at the top of their list but it turns out that Day Dreamin’ was the most favored. There was some suggestion that my writing could be categorized as erotic fiction – even though I have made no attempt at being any more explicit about sex than I am about murder (see Flip-Flop) or new found love (see Soul Mate). All in all the time was well spent and the feedback about story, theme, character development and the like will be taken to heart as I continue learning this craft and finding my voice. Most of all our discussion gave me hope that there is still room for more African-American writers and a waiting audience hungry for their perspectives.

As a final note I’m looking forward to continue working on my blog. I’ve added another story “The Truth About Love”. This is Warren’s and Toni’s story about the sometimes destructive nature of secrets. In future stories I hope to incorporate some of the insights gained during my conversation with the Real Sistahs. My next offering is titled “Jacked” and should be online by late December. As always, your opinions are important so don’t forget to leave feedback. Thanks for stopping by.

J. Marcus

Friday, October 30, 2009

Fiction - The Truth About Love

Warren and Toni are about to find out that "secrets" can sometimes prevent you from knowing "The Truth About Love"
Clutching the bathroom sink, Warren peered into the red eyes staring at him. He splashed his face with the cool liquid. The feeling of panic began to subside. He steadied himself and looked in the mirror again. The resulting calm reminded him of the hour. Blindly, he reached for a towel, dried his face, and felt his way through the darkness of the bedroom. He was careful not to awaken Toni as he slid under the sheets. In the scarce moonlight, Warren searched her face for signs of wakefulness. Read Entire Story

Sunday, June 28, 2009

Today Is A Good Day

First, let me say to the new and returning bloggers to my site - hello and welcome. Today is a good day. What, you might ask, makes this day so special? Well, after weeks of review (and yes, procrastination) I’ve finally added one of my favorite short stories “Flip-Flop” to my blog. The story idea evolved from a news story that I read over four years ago. Actually, the only part of the news story that has survived is the ending. My story answers the question of how did this ever happen – from a purely fictional point of view. That is about as much as I’m going to give away of this story so you’ll have to read “Flip Flop” to get the rest.

If this is your first visit to my blog site let me also suggest that you take a look at some of my other posted stories: Cappuccino, Soul Mate and Day Dreamin’. I guarantee that any (hopefully all) of these selections will provide you with a safe, non-narcotic way to escape from your daily grind. By the way, I do hope that they are at least habit forming and will keep you coming back for more.

Don’t forget to stay in touch by leaving me a comment. Remember. You are my motivation and I’d like to hear your responses to the stories. In addition to becoming a follower of this blog you can find out what I’m doing on Twitter. I’ll tweet you whenever I add stories, make changes or just want to “holler”. I’ll let you know what’s coming up next in about a week. Until next time, read , comment and most of all enjoy.

J. Marcus

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Fiction - Flip Flop

Can friendship survive when sex, love and lies collide? Flip Flop provides one possible answer that you may never forget.

Hello,” Charles answered.

Earl listened to the man’s voice without responding.

“Hello?” Charles repeated then paused. “Who is this?”

Earl let the phone fall back onto its cradle. He stared at Sandy’s picture for a moment before removing a green canvas bag from the chest of drawers. He pulled the zipper, removed the stainless steel revolver and pushed six bullets into the gun’s empty chambers. Earl drained the remaining liquor from the glass, picked up his car keys and stumbled towards the front door. Read Entire Story

Monday, June 1, 2009

Fiction - Cappuccino

Lisa instigates an erotic mishap that is not only unforgettable but brings new meaning to the cliché “all that glitters is not gold".
I know I shouldn’t stop by Tony's apartment but I can’t resist. Mercedes has made the man seem so damn appealing – not that Tony isn’t fine anyway. She used to talk about how good his lovin’ was. Now she talks about how he stays broke and can’t afford a new ride.

I’ve always believed that a man is only as good as the woman he’s with and Tony can’t have any less money than her broke ass. Of course, I didn’t tell Mercedes that. At least Tony isn’t like my ex-boyfriend, Randy. That man was always in the streets, coming home all times of night – drunk, high and the last time smelling like sex. Read Entire Story

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Fiction - Soul Mate

Rosalyn's story is not just about finding that special someone but also about facing the consequences of the decisions we make.

Her mother was the last person Rosalyn needed to think about – at least right now. Things hadn’t been this bad when she’d moved to Atlanta to complete her MBA. Back then the two-hour drive from Columbus, Georgia hadn’t been far enough to discourage her mother’s frequent visits to preach the virtues of keeping her books opened and her legs closed.

Marriage and children hadn’t factored into the equation. Now, since her thirty-first birthday, Rosalyn’s conversations with her mother strayed predictably to those subjects. Part, but not all, of the problem had been resolved when she’d found a job in Richmond, Virginia - just outside of momma's “dropping in” range.Read Entire Story

Fiction - Day Dreamin'

Michael is in love – but not with his wife. His story is about one man’s struggle with the thin line between fantasy and reality.

It was supposed to have been just a trip to attend a technology seminar in Norfolk, Virginia. Instead, I will never forget the erotic rendezvous it became. Let me first say that yes, I am married. My wife, Tammy and I have been together for almost twenty years and we have two beautiful kids. With that said, I’m not going to make excuses for my attraction to another women. This doesn’t mean that I’m one of those married men who cruises bars or the Internet looking for romance. Nor do I take my ring off whenever an attractive woman enters the room.

Besides, I can’t be the only man who is honest enough to admit that twenty years of marital monkhood and rescheduled date nights aren’t enough to evoke fantasy – especially if the right woman comes along. In my case, the right woman is Nicole. Read Entire Story