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Saturday, March 31, 2018

The Peacemaker by Author T.L. Criswell


A gate slams shut, sending a jolt of reality through seventeen-year-old Jayson Jackson's entire body. As an officer pats him down, Jayson secretly hopes that tomorrow, when he turns eighteen, his life will finally be his own. But he knows it will not be easy. Two years ago, he accidentally shot his best friend. Once again, Jayson is the victim of stolen opportunities.
Now left helpless as he awaits a judges decision to either let him walk free or give him a sentence that could land him in a correctional facility for a long time, Jayson reflects on the friendship he once shared with Michael-Stephens all-star athlete, high school scholar, and aspiring singer. On the surface, Michael, also known as Mr. Basketball, appeared to have it all. But no one but Jayson knew that he and Michael shared a powerful kinship created through similar childhood tragedies. Now with the help of his grandmother and his uncle Scott, Jayson must learn to reconcile his past in order to move forward with his future.
Gifted and phenomenal, T.L. CRISWELL's creative writing style gives life to her belief that what you put out into the universe determine your destiny. She is very passionate about living a happy and well-balanced life, which is reflective in her writings, often described as authentic, witty, humorous, and poignant. With an inspired desire for self-expression, Criswell is a spiritual person, as well as a freethinker who has been writing poetry and short stories since she was a young girl. 

At the age of 40 years old, with the help of a co-worker/teacher; Mr. Ben Smith, T.L. Criswell was able to find her literary voice. He would ultimately become her mentor, writing coach and dear friend. 

"I view my role as that of a coach of a talented athlete or performer. She, however, she is the star who puts in many long hours of work." One of my tasks is to help extract as much talent and potential from her as I can." ~Ben Smith

Acknowledging her ability to write reality-based themes, she captures the struggles of everyday people and is able to reach and touch the lives of so many.

"THE PEACEMAKER," her debut novel inspired from her phenomenal poem 'Stolen Opportunities,' which she self published in 2008, is a remarkable display of her passion and dedication to the well-being of children, humbly expressed through her gifted writings and poetry.

Her sophomore novel, "PEACE ON THAT: THE PEACEMAKER II," was released in September 2015 and opened to strong reviews...

"A historically detailed, emotionally rich story of three generations of men dealing with and sometimes evading their duties to one another." ~Kirkus Reviews~ 

"T. L. Criswell has given us the full throttle of storytelling and has taken readers on a ride of generational honor, dishonor, pride and loyalty." ~Vnae Amazon reviewer~

A native of Inkster, Michigan, born April 28, 1970, Criswell enjoys the support of her loving husband and children where they currently reside in the Detroit Metropolitan area.

Other works include two short stories, several essays and poems.

Tlcriswell.com 
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Tiffany Criswell
"Young Adult Author of T.L. Criswell The Peacemaker"

Monday, March 19, 2018

Aja’s New Release Good Old Soul




Aja’s New Release Good Old Soul

Blurb:
If I were to tell you I wrote a story about a May/December love affair between music and a saxophone named Her, would you believe me? I didn’t think you would but it’s true. Music has been here since the dawn of time. It’s been the melody of life, unfettered, free, and always waiting for us to-dare I say-tame it and guide it with our voices and with our instruments. The musician may have picked up the sax and breathed air into Her, but it was from the music, the jazz that was created, that love was found and where it grew.

Amina Perrin isn’t looking for love. In fact, she isn’t looking for anything. She’s got her yoga, her massage therapy and the community she serves, keeping her plenty busy. That is until she bumps into a stranger who may change her free-spirited mind.

Gabriel Slade is living the good life. Financially secure, nice condo overlooking the city, and the occasional “drink” with a beautiful woman—he has no intention on getting caught up, especially not with one so much younger than him, but here he is… getting all caught up and picking up a long forgotten saxophone he calls Her.

If you’re opposed to sweltering love scenes between two passionate adults, this book isn’t for you.

To purchase Good Old Soul, click here: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0791L7NVX


Excerpt:
I sat there sipping my drink, listening to the music, and tried to clear my head. Maybe it was the music, maybe it was the whiskey, I don’t know, but the longer I sat there, the easier it became for me to find my peace. It had been a few days since I played the sax for Amina, a few days since my heart clenched in my chest as she walked toward me with her softness and her smile of appreciation.
It was then that I realized that I had seriously fallen for Amina and not just in a way that meant I just wanted to have more sex with her. I had gotten comfortable with having her around all the time. That, in itself, is gargantuan because I love my lifestyle. I don’t particularly like people in my space. Oh, it’s all good for a while, a day or two at the most, but then it’s time for you to go. And don’t try to make yourself comfortable on the low, you know, conveniently leaving things around the house. That is not cool. I took another sip and laughed as I remembered the days when I would check the house after my company would leave and if they left anything, I would have it for them next time I saw them.
But it wasn’t like that with Amina and I wondered why?
Why was everything different with her? Why had I allowed her to take up so much space in my world? And why am I so happy about it?
“What’s up, Gabe?”
I looked to see Russell Harper, the band’s saxophone player, sliding onto the stool beside me and that was when I realized that the band had finished and were taking a short break before their next set.
“What’s up, Harp?”
“Question is, what’s up with you?”
“Nothing much.”
Harp shook his head and said with a chuckle, “We both know that’s a lie.”
I chose not to comment; mainly because it made no sense and two, I had Amina on my mind. Instead, I looked toward the door where a beautiful woman was waiting for Valerie to greet and then seat her. She was wearing an elegant black one-shoulder, sleeveless dress with an asymmetrical neckline that showed off her fit body. Bottom line, the woman was fine. She was the type of woman that I would have stepped to not too long ago.
Without bothering to ask, Reggie, the bartender took the liberty of freshening up my drink and putting one in front of Harp.
“Thanks, Reggie.”
I picked up my glass and watched as she looked around for Valerie and then her gaze settled at the bar. We exchanged glances and then she looked around again and then back to me. She smiled and I nodded my head to acknowledge her beauty before turning my attention back to my drink. I picked it up and took a sip.
“Wow, who is she, man?” Harp asked.
“How would I know? She just walked in.”
Harp looked at the door. “Not her. She’s in here all the time, a real man-eater, that one. I’m talking about the one that got you sitting there looking like someone in love,” he said cleverly including the title of the jazz classic.
I turned and looked at Harp for a moment before looking away. And again, I remained silent, drained my glass and signaled for Reggie to pour me another drink.
“What is that? Is Like Someone in Love the next song you’re going to play?”
Harp sipped his drink. “You know, that ain’t a bad idea. Maybe an up-tempo cut of the Blakey version,” he said nodding his head.
“The Blakey version is the up-tempo version,” I said, all the while knowing that Harp liked to go hard on every cut.
“You call that up-tempo?” Harp laughed. “And stop trying to change the subject.”
“What subject was that?” I asked, knowing full well what he was talking about.
“I asked you what woman got you sitting here looking like someone in love. You tried to avoid my question, unsuccessfully I might add, by referencing the Blakey classic.”
“Everything by Blakey is classic.”
“Stop trying to change the subject.”
I drained my glass and looked at Harp. “Why it got to be about a woman?”
“Because everything is about a woman.”
I laughed. “So, it really is all about them, huh?”
“Yes. When a man loves a woman, yes. If he loves her, I mean, if he really loves her,” Harp said with enthusiasm while motioning with his hands. “And he’s smart, he makes it all about her. You wanna know why?”
“I got a feeling that you’re about to tell me whether I want you to or not.”
“You’ve got that right. But here is why; because when she loves her man, the right woman makes it all about him.”
I stared at Harp and wondered when he became the voice of experience in the arena of love? Maybe it was because he was so scarred from the many years of battle. He and his wife, Lisa have been in a state of war, practically from the day they met, but he married her anyway. Before he joined the Navy, Harp had been involved with a woman that he was so in love with. He wanted her to go with him when he enlisted. But Carol, that was her name, refused to follow him. He left without her and that is when he met and married Lisa. When he got out and returned to Pittsburgh, he and Carol resumed their passionate affair and as a result, Carol ended up pregnant with his daughter, Amara. Their love child.
Needless to say, when lunatic Lisa found out about it, she lived up to her name and went ballistic. She terrorized that woman unmercifully, Harp too, for that matter. She put him on lockdown and forbade him to see the woman or their child. But I guess it all worked out in the end. After years of being unhappy, but staying for the sake of his children with Lisa, Harp finally left her and is getting a divorce. I understand that he’s even developing a relationship with Amara.
But all that history aside, my question still stood. What made Harp the guy I should take relationship advice from?
Nothing.
But the more I thought about his words, the more it made sense. The time that I was spending with Amina, whether I had done it consciously or not, I had made it all about her. And you know what? Amina made me feel that. For her, it was all about me, and that was a great feeling. The best feeling in the world.
“I see your point, Harp,” I said and noticed that the man-eater had taken a seat at the bar directly across from me. She smiled and raised her glass when I made eye contact with her.
“Looks like you’re her prey tonight,” Harp said and finished his drink. “Be careful, I hear her claws are sharp, but she’s worth the price of admission.” He stood up. “Good to see you, Gabe. Maybe you should stop by and jump in on a set or two. Bring the one who has you all in knots when you come.”
“I just might do that,” I said, eyeing the woman across from me. She was beautiful, and I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off of her but I soon realized it was because her eyes reminded me of Amina’s. Exotic and intense.
I looked at my watch. It was just after eight and Amina should be through with her client and on her way home by now. It wasn’t like we had made any arrangement to get together later or that it was something that was expected of me. It was just that I wanted nothing more than to be with her. Not just having sex with her, but just being with her.
And that was a great feeling. The best feeling in the world.
© Aja 2018

Author Bio:

Aja is the writer of sensually erotic women’s fiction. Her stories allow readers to experience realistic, inspiring and soulful interactions between her characters and intense passion between couples overcoming life’s challenges.
Raised as an only child, using her imagination to create stories came naturally to her. Writing her first book in the first grade encouraged her doting and supportive mother to enter her into writing contests to help her hone her craft. Inspired by soulful music and sensual art, she crafts her stories on a whim, using the snatches of time her characters grace her with and stringing them together for completion. She loves prose but has been known to be poetic which can be found, if looking, in some of her published work.
With two published series of books already, including the Unexpected series penned with Roy Glenn, she is working on several projects including Love’s Required and Good Old Soul, a soulful May/December romance.

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