All posts filed under: Rant-ish

Allergies – Here we go again

A while back, I wrote a post about people and their allergies. And it seems once again, it’s come around.  A little boy in England is now fighting for his life, because he ate pizza that contained dairy after his father, apparently, asked that there be no dairy in the child’s food because of his allergy to dairy. You can read it here.   The other day I was on a crowded streetcar heading to work. This streetcar was super full, so full, that I had some woman flush against my back. I smelled peanuts and I was thinking, perhaps someone had forgotten to brush after breakfast. But when I turned my head, a woman was seated at one of the window seats, eating a peanut butter sandwich. Of all the things she should be eating in a crowded bus, she chose peanut butter? A while back,  I listened to a comedian talk about how people should keep their kids at home if a sandwich could kill them. This is the kind of close-minded bullshit …

Broken Record Presents – Racism in the Romance Writing World!

Disclaimer: This post will have some stuff that aren’t quite politically correct but maybe this is what needs to be said so people get it. Legend: For the purposes of this blog here are some definitions you should know. POC: Persons of colour – In my opinion this doesn’t mean only black folks. POC to mean means anyone who isn’t white. AOC: Author of Colour, again, this includes anyone that’s not white. Okay, here we go. It seems I’m writing more and more about the lack of diversity in the world and it’s bleeding into something I love and holds dear. When I was eight years old, in Jamaica, I picked up my first romance novel. Back then, I didn’t really care about the story. I was eight. I just needed to feed my craving for something to read. I mean, back then (and now) I would have read anything. I was very poor and where I lived didn’t have a library. Once every three weeks or so (Depending on if they could find a …

Life is a strange thing

When I was in high school, I could talk to just about anyone. I spent those years in what I thought were friendships with everyone, from the jocks to the nerds. I walked my own path and didn’t care who approve or didn’t. It was also the same time I went through my goth phase so perhaps my judgment wasn’t the best then. My father always told me to pick my friends carefully because after high school none of those people would stick around. I always thought he was being weird and didn’t want me to have any friends. Now, all these years later, those people are long gone and are replaced by a semblance of sanity I am becoming accustomed to. So far, my father was only partially right. I am still very good friends with one person I went to high school with…another pops in and out when it suits him, I suppose. Over the years, my patience for certain things decreased. I am with the attitude that if it takes too much …

The Masculine Joke

Let me preface what I’m about to rant about by saying this – As a woman who walks on the heterosexual side of my sexuality, I prize a masculine man like crazy.  There is just something about a tall, wonderfully put together drink of yumminess that drives me crazy. But, since I’ve become active in seeking my life-mate, the word Masculinity has taken on a whole new meaning for me. When I first began writing romance, I had a certain definition of Masculine in my head–Cowboy/Rancher, Law enforcement (cop, military–but only certain cops…like NYPD and SWAT. And military branches like SEALS, MARINES and Green Beret). Then the word Masculine was replaced with the word “Alpha” and after a while “alpha” lost its very definition. I mean, I took “alpha” (in romance writing) to mean a strong man, a man who will fight to the ends of the earth for his woman, a man who doesn’t back down, who knows right from wrong and will snap your neck like a twig if you cross that line. …

Again – Hollywood and Race

Just a warning, I’m about to be so real, it’s going to hurt me. I’m going to be politically incorrect too *Gasp* So, we really gonna do this again, are we? Let’s do this thing. Usually, I try not to focus on the race of the people in a movie. I judge them based on their acting skills and if they were a right fit for the role they were casted in. A few times, among friends, I’ve had to recast a movie because the people who did messed up–bad. But, it has always been in my mind. There are so many different races in the world–too many for Hollywood to keep using the same faces over and over even when they weren’t in the script. I’m looking at you Disney and the new Aladdin. For the moment, let’s focus on Black faces. Hollywood is in a trend where they seem to have run dry of ideas. And rehashing old ones have dried up as well. Now, they’ve turned to making superhero flicks ones I …

You did Well, Jonghyun

“Everything want to be loved. Us sing and dance and holler, just trying to be loved.” ― Alice Walker, The Color Purple     The first time I heard Crazy I didn’t even know who the singer was. Yes, it was Korean. Yes, I was into Kpop but I was just getting my foot in, learning the different bands and producers and labels and singers–I mean, Super Junior in its first real incarnation was 21 members big. I had no idea who this man with the voice of an angel was. So, I hit Shazam and Jonghyun showed up. I then rushed to google and found out that his real name was Kim Jong-Hyun, he is from the band SHINee and he was beautiful. His voice was pure, it was filled with emotions and clarity that I had come to expect from Korean bands but there was something else. After I binged on all the solo stuff I could find by him, I started looking into the rest of his band, SHINee and ever since that day, …

Renegade Childhood

Over the weekend, I was mocking about online and came across my childhood Thursday nights. Renegade starring Lorenzo Lamas (Falcon Crest, The Bold and the Beautiful, Big Time Rush), Kathleen Kinmont (Halloween 4, CIA Codename Alexa) and Branscombe Richmond (The Scorpion King, Batman Returns). Let me explain. This show was one of my birth father’s favorite shows. On Thursday nights on CVM, we would crowd around our single television and enjoy this show.  The show was about a cop, Reno Raines (Lorenzo Lamas) who testified against dirty cops, who sent someone to kill him, missed him and killed the woman he loved instead. After he was charged (and I believe convicted) he escaped, teamed up with a bounty hunter, Bobby Sixkiller (Branscombe Richmond) and his sister Cheyenne (Kathleen Kinmont) to work on clearing Reno’s name as well as capture bail jumpers in the process. They kind of just roamed the country, small town after small town (mostly) and Miami and Vegas (of course). As I watched episode after episode, I realized a few things. Branscombe had …

We are Worse than Animals

This post, wasn’t supposed to be about the LGBT community or the hassles they endure on the daily just to be considered human beings. It was supposed to be about something completely different. But, once again, I find myself having to put on my Ally hat and say a few things that’s sitting on my chest. While I waited for this page to load, I was skimming through MSN – I usually do that before I start my day at the office, just to see what fresh hell humans were putting each other through on any given day. I came across an article speaking about the police’s response to the discovery of the body of a transgendered woman. You can read the article here. The lady who found the body said she wasn’t satisfied the police did all they could to alert the public, and she believes it is because the body was of a transgendered woman. She also blamed a local activist group, 519, for not doing its due diligence in alerting the LGBT community …

Writing Wrap-Up

Hey everyone! So, it’s that year again! Most of us are neck deep in Nanowrimo – I definitely am. I’m writing two novellas this time around. They aren’t just random stories–they are books 3 and 4 of my GSG 9 CIRO series for the Susan Stoker Kindle World. Book one Miracle and the Beast did amazingly and I am so over the moon and humbled and thankful about that. The readers made this story and me an Amazon Bestselling author – I mean I did make that list a few times before but this time, it solidified it. I’ve decided to put that on my covers (my self published covers at least). This story is about the commanding officer of GSG 9 CIRO – one of Germany’s elite force police teams. (No, CIRO is not real. but the GSG 9 is.). I chose to use a German team because everyone else was using American SEALS or MARINES etc and I wanted to be different.  Beastmode meets Miracle who is in Germany from the U.S.A researching …

The Sterility of Friendships

Do you remember the time when people used to tell you things face to face? They would take time out of their lives to stop by your place or work, or invite you out for a drink to tell you happy birthday. They would send you a birthday card in the mail or write you a letter?  Do you remember how good it felt to get a letter or a postcard in the mail? How about when people got engaged and call you up, or ran over to your place to squeal and show off the ring? Now, if you’re not on a social media you don’t know any of these things. Do you remember when you could hear someone’s voice beside you, or reach over and touch a friend? Yeah–those days are few as we get older. Not because we are particularly busy but because even when someone is beside us, across from us, we insist on ignoring them for a cold, sterile piece of technology. Don’t get me wrong. I love technology–most of …