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Friday, 22 April 2016 |
Wow, it’s been awhile since I’ve shared with you my reading public. Since my last posting, I’ve
not only released my major, mainstream novel, Hollywood Skye, which is doing well by the way,
but I’ve also released my first children’s/pre-teen book, The Adventures of Grammy and Sammy.
Hollywood Skye has all the trappings of a good Hollywood movie—the main character, Skye
leading the drama from the beginning of the book until you close the last page. Skye coerces a
soldier from a nearby military base to marry her in order to get as far away from home as
possible. Thousands of miles away and with a new husband, she realizes that she’s in a marriage
from hell, and with very little money she leaves her husband and hops on a Greyhound bus
heading south. South as in Los Angeles. With no more than a dream, she manages to get a few
acting gigs and then a sudden shining light crosses her path and offers to manage her career. But
everything that glitters isn’t gold in Hollywood, and Skye finds out the hard way what is really
important in life.
The Adventures of Grammy and Sammy is comprised of ten short stories I wrote with my
granddaughter, Samayya. We’ve had some wonderful adventures together, and after Samayya
won two Excellence in Writing Awards while in elementary school, I thought it would be a cool
project to write several short stories with my granddaughter. It turned out that we chronicled
some of our adventures together, while also bonding even more.
It is so important to embrace our young people and help guide them to a place that will build
their self-esteem, entrepreneurship, and their place in the world.
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Hollywood Skye is coming soon! |
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Friday, 16 October 2015 |
Hello, readers. Wow, 2015 is moving fast. I’ve been through a lot this year, but God has been my sustainer.
This summer, I had my second total knee replacement, and at present I still have yet to go back to work. My knee feels much better, but I still have a long way to go. Constant therapy has been my world, and even it’s coming to an end. Thank you for the visits, cards, telephone calls, meals, and most all the love you showed me during my time of recovery.
In December, I will release my tenth novel—I almost said album. I’m sure it feels the same. Hollywood Skye is a 180 degree about face from Silver Bullets, but I promise that you’ll get the same Suzetta Perkins’ flavor that I give to all of my novels.
Hollywood Skye follows a young woman who coerces a soldier from a nearby military base to marry her in order to get away from her small hometown in Kansas. She soon finds out that she’s in a marriage from hell, and she leaves her husband for the bright lights of Los Angeles, a city she’s ill-equipped for, to pursue a possible acting career. She meets a smooth operator by the name of Rico Tillman, who says he’ll manager her career, but an unsuspecting Skye, whose life is on track to soar, is arrested by the feds when she is pulled over while driving one of Rico’s cars. Her life begins to spin out of control, and another bad decision may cost her life. I give this novel “five” stars.
Other news in my arena is the release of my children’s book that I penned with my granddaughter, Samayya. The book is titled, The Adventures of Grammy and Sammy. And the book is just that—our adventures. Look for it also at the end of the year.
I hope you’re enjoying your fall. Enjoy everything literary. A mind is a terrible thing to waste.
Later readers!
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Happy New Year 2015 |
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Sunday, 18 January 2015 |
Happy New Year! I look forward to an inspiring year of new things, new ways of doing things, and, of course, the release of my next novel, Hollywood Skye. I’d like to thank all of my readers for your continued support and the timely messages that communicated your love of my writing.
I’ve been busy writing and traveling. A portion of my upcoming novel takes place in Los Angeles, a city that I’m somewhat familiar with, growing up as a Cali girl from the Bay Area. In delivering the best fiction to my readers, I have to breathe and put my pulse on the things I write about. So I ventured to L.A. to do some research in order to obtain a more accurate image of the things that will appear in this novel.
Hollywood Skye is about a young woman who’s lost in a world that she can’t control but seeks to find herself and live a life beyond the confinement of the small town of Junction City, KS. The story begins as Skye Taylor loses her father, her idol, to the senseless war in Afghanistan. She is at odds with her grieving mother and feels that she needs to get away from the existence she now lives in. So she coerces a soldier she’s only known for a couple of weeks to marry her and heads out west with the soldier to his next duty station in Washington State. But she soon finds out that she’s in a marriage from hell and gets on a bus and heads to Los Angeles.
Alone and with little money, Skye is befriended by a young lady she meets at the bus station. Given this lifeline, she decides she wants to act and gets some help from her new friend. But Skye isn’t equipped for the big city life of L.A., and she succumbs to the newcomer’s pitfall of trusting too much. And one bad decision after another may cost her life.
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I’m a Silver Bullet baby |
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Saturday, 26 July 2014 |
I’m a Silver Bullet baby… That’s a line in a song my son penned for my latest novel, Silver Bullets. If you haven’t met Queenie Jackson, Emma Wilcox, Connie Maxwell, and Yolanda Maxwell Morris, you’re missing a treat. These are the vivacious, crazy, off-the-chain ladies from Silver Bullets who do whatever your imagination allows to spice up their love lives. I didn’t say that they were all over fifty, did I?
You can still be fabulous, fierce, and sexy no matter your age. Queenie Jackson gets her first tattoo. Dare I say where? Emma Wilcox needs to spice up her marriage. Did I say anything about in almost her birthday suit? Connie Maxwell is still waiting for the man of her dreams—her man for the past three years—to put a ring on it? Did I say she had to break out the whips and chains to convince him? And Yolanda Maxwell Morris is newly divorced and done with men. That’s until Mr. Illya Newsome drops onto her radar screen. Ooh-la-la.
These women deserve their own Real House of Raleigh franchise on BRAVO television. If you haven’t picked up your copy of Silver Bullets, what are you waiting on? In stores now.
I’m a Silver Bullet baby…
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What kind of Party is this |
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Saturday, 26 April 2014 |
The following is an excerpt from my new book entitled "Silver Bullets"
Queenie was the last to
arrive for the baby shower. There were a
little over a dozen women gathered for the shindig, but neither Connie nor
Yolanda were nowhere to be seen. Queenie
was amazed at how gorgeous the room was decorated for Connie’s party.
Yolanda
had outdone herself. In the middle of
the room sat a large, winged chair, draped in lavender toile and blinged to the
max with colorful rhinestones. The chair
was evidently for Connie, as it was fit for a princess or in her case, a
bride-to-be. In a prominent corner of
the room, a beautiful floral arrangement composed of calla lilies with white
hydrangeas, sat on a round, three-leg mahogany table with intricate designs
carved on its legs. But what got Queenie’s
attention was the table that was covered with vibrators and other sex toys that
sat off to the side on one wall.
Seeing Emma, Queenie rushed to her side. “Girl, what’s going on with the table over
there?” Queenie pointed in the direction
of the sex toys.
Yolanda is having a Passion Party. She’s using the shower for Connie as a
disguise for what’s really on her mind—sexing that new boy toy she’s been
seeing.”
Queenie grabbed her chest and began to laugh. “Emma, you are wrong for that, but I don’t
blame Yolanda. That new man of YoYo’s is
so phine; he’d make a bulldog break his chain.”
Emma boiled over with laughter. “Q, get away from me. I only put one panty liner on today, and my
weak bladder won’t be able to put up with too much of your crazy antics today.”
“You better go and see if Yolanda has something stronger
because I can guarantee that this is going to be a jaw dropper of a day. There’s Jackie. Lord, she’s going to die when she sees all
that filth YoYo has laying on that table.”
Emma couldn’t contain her laughter. “Q, bye.
I’ve got to make a bathroom run.”
Queenie laughed at Emma as she rushed to the
bathroom. Out of the corner of her eyes,
she spotted First Lady Jackie O’Neill and moved across the room to talk to talk
to her.
Jackie leaned into Queenie. “Have you said anything to Connie yet about
you know what?”
“No, but if I’m going to say anything, I’m going to have
to do it today. She’s getting married
next week, and it’ll be too late if I don’t.”
“If you get up the nerve, wait until the shower is over,
Q.”
“I’m not crazy, Jackie.
Yolanda would be some kind of pissed off if we ruined all of her hard
work.”
“Yolanda does have it decorated real nice. What did you get Connie?”
“Something she can wear with the next man in her life
after she gets over Preston.”
“That’s so sad,” Jackie lamented. “She may never wear your outfit.” The ladies laughed.
“Finally, here are the ladies of the hour,” Queenie
whispered to Jackie, as Yolanda and Connie entered the room.
They
were both dressed in sun dresses—Connie in an all-white strapless number that
hit right at her ankles and Yolanda in a lavender and white floral print
sundress that hit just below the knees.
Their feet and hands were well groomed, each with French tips on both. Yolanda’s short, silver mane was gorgeous and
sculptured to her face, while hints of gray were sprinkled throughout Connie’s
short bob.
“Where’s Emma?” Jackie suddenly asked Queenie.
“I sent her to the bathroom.”
Jackie
looked at Queenie with a puzzled look on her face. “Is Emma sick?”
Queenie
began to laugh as she thought about her conversation with Emma about the
Passion Party. Queenie decided against
telling Jackie about the other part of Connie’s baby shower. She’d find out on her own. “No, she’s not
sick. Yolanda is waving for everybody to
gather around.
“Thank
you all for coming out to this special occasion for my sister, Connie,” Yolanda
began. She blew kisses to Connie who sat
in the blinged-out chair. “My sister is
getting married, y’all.” There were
claps all around while Queenie and Jackie pinched each other. “I see the gift table is filled with gifts,
and I’m sure Connie is anxious to open them.
We’re going to have a couple of games to see how well you know Connie
and her intended.
“Uhm,”
Queenie whispered to Jackie. “Connie
doesn’t know her own man.”
“Amen
to that, sister.” Jackie slapped
Queenie’s hand.
“After
the games, I have a special presentation for you. We want to make sure Connie is well prepared
for her life with her man. And, you,
Connie’s friends will also have a chance to take advantage of the special gifts
that I’m blessing my sister with.”
There
were ooohs and ahhhs throughout the room.
Some of the ladies were slapping each other.
“What
are they talking about?” Jackie asked.
Emma
sat in a seat next to Jackie and Queenie.
“Sex toys,” Emma said. She
couldn’t contain her laughter and gave Queenie a quick wink. Emma pointed to the table that sat next to
the wall. “See that table over
there?” Jackie shook her head. “Girl, it’s full of stuff to help you get
your freak on.”
“I’m
going to leave right after Connie opens her gifts. As a First Lady, this isn’t the kind of
setting I should be in.”
“You
aren’t going anywhere,” Queenie admonished Jackie. “You’re going to sit your butt down and get a
little education that’s going to keep the fire burning in your happy home. Role playing as Samson and Delilah can get a
little dull. Delilah needs some new
tricks.”
“You
all are full of the devil,” Jackie said with a huff.
Before
Queenie could qualify Jackie’s statement, Yolanda passed out paper and pencils
to play the first game. The questions were created to see how well Connie’s
friends knew her and her fiancé, Preston.
Some knew the couple well, while others didn’t have a clue. The next game consisted of breaking into
groups and creating a wedding dress with a roll of toilet tissue using one of
the persons in the group as the model.
There were some very creative creations, and Connie picked a winner from
the four groups.
Instead
of having Connie open up her shower gifts, Yolanda made an announcement. “It’s time for the special presentation. If you haven’t been to a Passion Party,
you’re in for a real treat.”
“What’s a Passion Party?” Jackie whispered in Queenie’s
ear.
“First Lady, you’re getting ready to find out. Sit back and relax. This is the real show. Connie may not open up her shower gifts after
this.”
“What are we going to do about Connie's situation?”
“We may have to let her find out the hard way. After all, my job is on the line. If I say anything and it blows up in my face
and I know that I'm sworn by this confidentiality clause that I signed
twenty-something years ago, I won't have any retirement money to support me
until I leave this earth.”
“Dang, Q, you are messed up. Connie is having a good time anyway. Why spoil it for her?”
“Exactly my point, First Lady. Now shut up.”
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My first blog of 2014 |
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Monday, 03 March 2014 |
Happy New Year!
I realize I’ve been very delinquent in posting to my blog. Besides being an author, my full-time job is that of Secretary of the University at Fayetteville State University. I have my plate full with conducting my 9 to 6 and working for the top man. Sometimes it’s all I can do to go home and work on a manuscript with a definite deadline. But I love it.
On April 29, 2014, my ninth novel, Silver Bullets, will be released. In this sizzling, exciting novel, four women show that age is just a number by seeking out new forms of pleasure, love, and romance. Whether it’s getting a tattoo, using whips and chains, or preparing dinner in nothing but stilettos, four divas—all best friends and over fifty years old—decide that they need to spice up their love lives. And they’re willing to go to any length to achieve it.
I loved writing this novel, in fact, I believe I’m one of those women I wrote about. Not really, but I could be. I understand where they’re coming from. Been there and done that. Pre-order your copy of Silver Bullets today. And when your copy arrives in the mail or on your Kindle or Nook, have a cup of coffee nearby and enjoy!
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My new book is available online! |
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Saturday, 15 July 2017 |
Life sometimes throws you curve balls, but it’s what you do on the receiving in. You can either get up or waddle in your misfortune. It’s been a while since I’ve put out a book, but I’m pleased to let my readers know that my latest, Two Down: The Inconvenient Truth is out now on Amazon. I self-published this baby, and it won’t be readily available in book stores.
I’m an author with ten (10) published novels and one (1) pre-teen book. I am a pro at marketing my wares. And this book is now different. If you follow me on Facebook, Twitter or just receive emails from me, you are already aware that I’ve got something new out that I consider a good read. I try never to let my readers down.
A synopsis of the book is on my website at www.suzettaperkins.com. From my website, you can go straight to Amazon to order an ebook or print copy. Thank you for continuing to support my dream of being an author. I couldn’t have done without you.
Blessings.
Author Suzetta Perkins
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My newborn book |
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Thursday, 16 May 2013 |
Yesterday, my eighth novel, In My Rearview Mirror, was released. Each book that I release can be equated to giving birth to a newborn baby. Yes, I gave birth to a new masterpiece. And, by the way, that’s how this story begins.
Margo Myles is giving birth to twins!! She’s over forty with four grown children. The struggle for Margo is that she has no idea who the babies’ father is—her soon-to-be ex-husband, Jefferson, or her one-time fling, Malik Mason. And there’s more. Malik is running for state senator and he’s about to get married. To whom may you ask? Unbeknownst to Margo and Jefferson, Malik is marrying their daughter, Ivy. And Ivy has her own secrets. Oh what a tangled web they weave.
In this final installment of the Behind the Veil series, In My Rearview Mirror has many twists and turns and will leave the readers taking sides, scolding some, and at times, numb about what has transpired. I’m very excited about this novel, and I hope you will be too.
On the horizon, I’m in the throes of writing my ninth novel about a group of over-fifty women, who are eclectic, love life, have sexual fantasies, and want everyone to know that they still have it going on. But as in any Suzetta Perkins’ novel, I have to throw in a little mayhem…cause a disturbance if you will, to give the women some excitement.
Thank you as always for supporting my literary journey.
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Your help is needed |
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Thursday, 21 February 2013 |
It
is one and half months into the new year.
Where has the time gone? For me,
it's been filled with the bump and grind of a 9 to 6 job in the top office of a
university, which is a good thing. It
pays the bills. But most of all my
fingers have been clicking the keys of my PC, turning out the stories you like
best.
I've
completed the first draft of one manuscript and I'm midway through a
second. Now it's up to my literary agent
to strike a deal for me. The wait can be
nerve wracking, and hopefully there will be a green light ahead.
My
eighth novel, In My Rearview Mirror, will
be released on May 15, 2013. I'm very
excited about it, as it is the third installment in the Behind the Veil series. In My Rearview Mirror begins as Margo Myles is getting ready
to give birth to twins, but she isn't sure who the babies' daddy is-her soon to
be ex-husband, Jefferson Myles, or her one-time fling with hot-buttered soul,
Malik Mason. Malik is running for a
state senate seat, but unbeknownst to Margo and Jefferson, he's secretly
married to their daughter, Ivy-scandal at its best.
I'm sure
that In My Rearview Mirror will do well
upon its release. However, I need
everyone who should read this blog to do me a favor. Please PRE-ORDER it!! Pre-orders are an indication of how well the
book will do once it's published. It's
like a box office movie-first week's numbers are a sign of how well the movie
will do financially. I hope you'll help
me to be a staying power in this industry.
Your
past support is very much appreciative, and as always, I hope to continue to
write those stories you've come to love.
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Season's Greetings 2012 |
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Friday, 14 December 2012 |
Season's greetings!
Where did the year go? Even
though I was down for awhile this year, I did get a lot of writing done. My current novel, At the End of the Day, came out earlier this year, and I completed
the manuscript for my upcoming release entitled, In My Rearview Mirror. It is
due out in May 2013.
I want to thank each and every reader for your support. The literary industry, like so many others,
has taken a hit this year. We saw the
popular book retail giant, Borders, close their doors. Books-A-Million has downsized
considerably. With the advent of
e-books, many new writers have chosen to publish their work thorough e-readers
that have now become very popular. The
market is saturated with authors, although authors who used to get lucrative
contracts with mainstream publishers are opting out of the game. It was sad to read that Donna Grant and
Virginia DeBerry have decided to set their writing aside because of it,
although we hope to see them together again in the near future.
What's on the horizon for me? I'm always going to write. I'm blessed to still be in the game, but the
future isn't that simple. While I'm able
to, I'll still write those stories you've come to love. I have so many stories yet to tell, but look
out for In My Rearview Mirror and the
sequel to Betrayed. Currently I'm working on the follow-up to At the End of the Day. While I initially wanted to end that series,
I realized without saying that there are still many stories yet to be told.
Enjoy your holiday and remember it's always better to give
than to receive. Remember the reason for
the season. I have a several surprises
for the first five persons who reads this blog and hits me on my Facebook fan
page-Suzetta Perkins' Fan Page. If you
haven't already LIKED my fan page, please do so.
With that said, Merry Christmas to all.
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