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My entry for the Young Writer of the year contest. “Hey Boss, have you heard from Chino lately?” I had asked the last time that I was called in. Boss looked up at me from his seat. It didn’t matter if he was sitting or standing, being near Boss made my stomach clench. If I stayed in a room with him for too long, the sharp predator look in his sunken grey eyes made me feel like a rat in a cage. “Chino who?” Boss had responded. I remember that cold sweat dripped down my back, matting my t-shirt
Life isn't sweet, but it doesn't have to be completely bitter. It is what we make of it and these poems and stories try to portray just that.That is why I have titled this book Dulces de Coco or Coconut Candies. This is a combination of the stories and poems that I have written. Many of the pieces in this book are inspired by my childhood, the stories my relatives have told me and my culture.
Book one of the Netheron Chronicles. Welcome to Netheron. A land on the brink of a war in which it has no hope. It's ancient protectors have returned to their own lands, and it is now left virtually unprotected, helpless in the hands of the Halavarde warlord . . . Or so some would like to think . . . But there is one who still has the power in him to turn the tide of the ancient war . . . to bring and end to a dispute that has spanned centuries . . . In a world shaped by secrets, this unlikely
Some people are afraid of what they have yet to understand, and like many, Raychelle was someone many would categorize as misunderstood. At a younger age than most, losing her mother affected both her brother and her father. While some may turn to alcohol to dim the emotional pain, her father, Glenn, found another strategy. Living with an angry tempered and bitter man began to affect Raychelle as well and the fear she lived within daily began to play twisted jokes on her head. One day, when the
My entry for the Young Writer of the year contest. “Hey Boss, have you heard from Chino lately?” I had asked the last time that I was called in. Boss looked up at me from his seat. It didn’t matter if he was sitting or standing, being near Boss made my stomach clench. If I stayed in a room with him for too long, the sharp predator look in his sunken grey eyes made me feel like a rat in a cage. “Chino who?” Boss had responded. I remember that cold sweat dripped down my back, matting my t-shirt
Life isn't sweet, but it doesn't have to be completely bitter. It is what we make of it and these poems and stories try to portray just that.That is why I have titled this book Dulces de Coco or Coconut Candies. This is a combination of the stories and poems that I have written. Many of the pieces in this book are inspired by my childhood, the stories my relatives have told me and my culture.
Book one of the Netheron Chronicles. Welcome to Netheron. A land on the brink of a war in which it has no hope. It's ancient protectors have returned to their own lands, and it is now left virtually unprotected, helpless in the hands of the Halavarde warlord . . . Or so some would like to think . . . But there is one who still has the power in him to turn the tide of the ancient war . . . to bring and end to a dispute that has spanned centuries . . . In a world shaped by secrets, this unlikely
Some people are afraid of what they have yet to understand, and like many, Raychelle was someone many would categorize as misunderstood. At a younger age than most, losing her mother affected both her brother and her father. While some may turn to alcohol to dim the emotional pain, her father, Glenn, found another strategy. Living with an angry tempered and bitter man began to affect Raychelle as well and the fear she lived within daily began to play twisted jokes on her head. One day, when the