Blogs By Bree: My MLK Speech---10:50 a.m. ---01/28/2012

Blogs By Bree: My MLK Speech---10:50 a.m. ---01/28/2012: Hey readers, Just a quick update before I get started. My book is in the editing process, however it is still scheduled to be on sale next...

My MLK Speech---10:50 a.m. ---01/28/2012

Hey readers,

Just a quick update before I get started. My book is in the editing process, however it is still scheduled to be on sale next month. A lot of you have purchased Part 1, and since I published the first half as an Ebook, I will do the same for the second half, so you don't have to buy the entire book over just to read the second half. For those of you who haven't bought a copy, I will also make the entire book available as an Ebook, and also in print through createspace. By the way, I finally got my facebook page up and running. Queen Breean is my personal page, Breean is my fan page, so make sure you go like it. Also, they are both under my customizing process, so they may be kind of off as of right now, but please disregard the mess until further notice. I apologize for the inconvenience.

Anywhoo, this post is not meant for me to go on and on about my book. I am a writer, and I don't only write adult fiction, so I wanted to show you some of the things that I write outside of that genre. In my last post, I informed you about my upcoming speech at the Martin Luther King Birthday Breakfast. Normally, I don't toot my on horns, but after I got over my terrible nerves, I rocked it. The event made the front cover. Despite the fact that they butchered my name, quoted me slightly incorrectly, and took a picture of me that made me look even shorter than I am, I was still very proud to once again be in the Enterprise for a positive reason. The following is a copy of my speech in its entirety. Let me now how you like it.

"A Challenge to be Empowered to Serve"

Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. once said, "Everybody can be great, because everybody can serve. You don't have to have a college degree to serve. You don't have to make your subject and verb agree to serve. You only need a heart full of grace and a soul generated by love."

Growing up, I was always taught to practice what I preached. Meaning that I should not tell others what they need to do, if I cannot lead a life of example. Dr. King definitely practiced what he preached. He wanted us to take a nonviolent approach and stand up for what is right, like he did.

Dr. King truly exemplified a heart of grace and a soul generated by love. He was not a laid back person; he was a bold leader. Never did he grow lazy and ignore something that was wrong; so why do we do it? Why can't we help others with anything? Why can't we help our elders when we see them in public struggling? What happened to "yes 'mam," "yes 'sir," "excuse me," "please," "thank you," and "you're welcome?" How do we, as the future of tomorrow, have the nerve and the audacity to curse, and disrespect our elders, when it was their generation who fought for us so we can be where we are today? If it wasn't for God working through them back then, we wouldn't have what we have today. We would still be segregated and looked down upon.

Last week on Inside Edition, I watched a group of hockey fans beat a veteran just because he was wearing a jersey for the opposing team. Of course, they didn't know he was a veteran, but they did know he was a human being. Like everyone else, he has the right to support any team he wants, no matter whose territory he chooses to set foot on. Spectators just walked by like nothing was happening. One of the assailants was bold enough to post the video on the Internet and say, "It was me and my friends. Do something about it." Really? Are some people really that nonchalant that they wouldn't bother to even call an ambulance?

If Dr. King had enough love and compassion for his fellow man to die for an issue as big as racism, then why can't we stand up for something as small as bullying and the belittlement of others just because they don't have what you have? You don't know what that person has to go home to. So instead of teasing your peers, why don't you thank God for your blessings and go bless someone else.

I know it was a little before my time, but the death of Dr. King still affects me today, but let's not dwell on how he died. Let's celebrate his life. Let's remember what he was about. Dr. King once said, "Our lives end the day we become silent about the things that matter. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. The time is always right to do what is right."

Today is our day off, but it shouldn't be. Let us honor what Dr. King stood for and serve.

Thank You

Until next time my faithful readers...

Happy New Year--4:07 p.m.---01/09/2012

Happy New Years to all my faithful follower!

Like you, I am getting over my holiday blues and trying to get back into the swing of things. I have completely finished the second half of my book so, you can expect to be able to buy a hard copy of it within the next couple of months. At least that's not, the one area of my life that I have slacked on. Since my last post, a lot of great and challenging things have been happening on my end. First of all, I already told you about my Student of the Year Award for my school. I finished my essay and the next thing I will be working on is my portfolio for competition. Winning this competition would name me Student of the Year for the district so, pray for me. Secondly, my school's guidance counselor approached me last week to ask me to represent our school by writing a speech on the topic, "A Challenge to be Empowered to Serve." Then she wants me to present it to an audience at a ceremony in Martin Luther King's honor. This is a very honorable task and I do believe that I can pull it off; however, my speech is next Monday (January 16th) and I have no idea what to write. I am an excellent writer for these occasions but, I need inspiration first. Unfortunately, I have yet to receive that great inspiration. The final thing is selling my book solely through Amazon. As I said before, it was a risk that I was willing to take. Thankfully, it turned out for the better. Over the holidays, I sold over a hundred copies. Now, that is a blessing and a miracle.

Have noticed the new like button and facebook section on my page? Well, I recently attempted to set up a face book account under Queen Breean. Unfortunately, that didn't pan out to good. Now, I am no technology dummy. I have accounts for various social sites under my real name but, for some sad reason, I can't seem to get this page published.

As of right now, that is all of the new information that I have for you. Just keep supporting me and let's make this a great year.

Until next time...

Try Something New-10:13 a.m. -12/10/11

Dear Readers,

First of all I would like to say that I hope you are having a great holiday season so far. I know I am. I have family at home as we speak and it's not even Christmas yet. Good times, great stuff.

Just to catch you up on things, I am now working on Chapter 12 of part 2. I am going to try my best to have it all finished by New Year's Eve. That is my own personal deadline. Unfortunately, I will have to take a short break from things; because, I have a very important paper to write for my Student of the Year portfolio. Like I said before, your girl is no dummy.

Things are going very well on my end with this book, despite the fact that I've only sold one copy. I am really enjoying writing part two and I can't wait to publish the entire part 1 and part 2 as a novel. No matter how low my sales are, I will keep writing. Writing is my therapy, it soothes me. Have you ever heard a runner talk about getting a runner's high? Well, I get a writer's high. It's kind of hard to explain it; but, it's when I hit a certain part in my story and I just flow constantly. It's like when you read a book; but, you don't want to stop at least until the climax is over. Except, in my case, I am actually writing and I surprise myself of what comes to my mind. It makes me want to keep going. This is my "out of body experience." It has me telling myself, "Keep going, who knows what I'll think of next." For those of you who never experienced that feeling before, you should try it. Find something you love and get high off of it. Do drugs or paraphernalia needed. I can personally say that it's a wonderful feeling. So, whether it's running, writing, dancing, climbing mountains, or sky diving, just get out there and go for it.

Now that I have asked you to try something new, let me tell you what I've tried. Even though I didn't get into this business for the money, I did get in it for the exposure. Not to be notoriously known; but, to actually be known as an excellent and successful writer. I can't have either, without good publicity. That's is something that I've lacked from the get-go. So, I'm trying something new. I unpublished my book from Smashwords and Lulu. I don't know if I mentioned it or not before; but, I have also published through Kindle Direct Publishing. Well today when I logged on, I learned about Kindle Owner's Lending Library. On the website it says (and I quote)...


"When you make your book exclusive to Kindle for at least 90 days, it will be part of the Kindle Owners' Lending Library for the same period and you will earn your share of a monthly fund when readers borrow your books from the library. You will also be able to promote your book as free for up to 5 days during these 90 days."

This could be a good move or a bad move; but, I am in it until March 8, 2012. So, if you ever want to look at or buy my book, go to one of the following websites:

US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0066CAPC4

UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B0066CAPC4

DE: https://www.amazon.de/dp/B0066CAPC4

FR: https://www.amazon.fr/dp/B0066CAPC4

IT: https://www.amazon.it/dp/B0066CAPC4

ES: https://www.amazon.es/dp/B0066CAPC4

So, once again to my faithful readers and followers, thanks so much. Keep supporting me and tell all your friends. Tell a stranger of you have to. Until next time...

---Queen B

What Can I Say?-4:05 p.m.-11/17/2011

Good evening readers,

What can I say? Or should I say, Where should I start? I actually have a lot to say, I just don't know how I want to say it.

Okay first of all, I had my first sale a few days ago. It's been my only sale so far; but, hey we all have to start somewhere right?

Anywhoo, I am still working on part two of this book. As a matter of fact, I will start on Chapter 11 when I get home tonight. However, I am facing a few difficulties. Have you ever gotten to that point when you know what you want to write; but, just didn't know how to put it on paper? Well that's what I'm going through. You know writing a book is like writing an extremely long descriptive essay and I find myself struggling with that from time to time. Sometimes there seem to be gaps in my mind that prevent the story from just flowing properly. After I finish one scene, I sometimes ask myself, "Now what?" That's the time when I say, "Hey, it's break time. Put down your pen, relax, and come back tomorrow." You know sometimes when writing, I feel like I'm not doing any physical work; so, I really don't need a break. WRONG! It works your mind and if you are writing like I write, it works your hand. After taking a day or so off, I come back with a new mind and the story begins to flow properly. Whether we realize it or not, writing for long periods of time can change your seeing, thinking, and comprehension skills. That's why when you finish something and come back later for revisions, it's like your eyes were opened. You start to notice things you didn't notice at first.

In the past, I told you that I was working on a book of  short stories. It's a book of quickies with a shocking spin to it. I am working on these more slowly; but, it's gradually getting there. I will be starting on my third short stories within the next few days. I've put it off; because, I wanted to finish What it Took to Get Her first. Well, I'm halfway through with it; so, I've slowly picked it back up. Honestly, I don't really take breaks from writing completely. When I put down What it Took to Get Her, I pick up my short stories. My grind is 24/7 (minus the 40 hours I spend at school every week). I am out for Thanksgiving Break all next week; so, I should be able to get a lot done.

Okay, now that that's said, let me venture off the subject for a minute. I just got out of school and homecoming court was announced this morning. Guess who will be on it again? Me! Yay! This is my senior year and only seniors get crowned king or queen; so, hopefully, I will be crowned queen. Wish me luck!

Until next time readers!

P.S. if I don't get a chance to write before the holidays, Happy Thanksgiving! Please do me a favor, don't celebrate Christmas until after Thanksgiving. It seems like advertisers and most people has just passed it by. Thanksgiving is an important thing for us as Americans. It holds great significance. I hate to walk into department stores and pass housing and see Christmas decor up the day after Halloween. It's rediculous! And while I'm on the subject, when Christmas does get here, don't forget its true meaning. Don't get me wrong it is the season for giving, just don't take it as a season for receiving. (Get it?)We sometimes get wrapped up in the gifts and the chaos of it all. Don't take the Christ out of Christmas. Let's have a great holiday season and actual celebrate them for their true meanings.

Christian Bloggers Café-10:05 a.m.-11/11/11

Hello readers,

First of all, I would like you to know that this post has nothing to do with my updates for my book.

I have a twitter page that is urled to my blogspot profile. Whenever I created a new blog post, it allows me to tweet my new blog without actually viewing anything else on my twitter; so, I didn't really have any other reason to even look at my twitter page. As a result, I haven't actually logged onto my page in about two or three months. This morning I was uploading my book cover onto my profile and I decided to check out my mentions (how shallow...huh?). It wasn't trying to be all wrapped up into myself, I just never log in because I didn't feel anyone would care to ask my opinion on anything. Anywhoo, I stumbled across this:

@Mrs_Bree_ Wrap up Vice Week @ http://christianbloggerscafe.com/blog.html with some retail therapy "Give Me More/I Just Can't Get Enough" share your thoughts.

 

It was posted September 2, 2011. Of course when I read it took me awhile to figure out what she meant. (Sad isn't it?) After about five minutes I realized that she was also a blogger, "Give Me More/I Just Can't Get Enough" was her post for September 2nd, and she wanted me to share my thoughts about it. Well first I had to stroll down through about three months of new blogs to get to it. Then it happened...my eyes landed on her post.

 

She is a recovering shopaholic and she was going through some of her struggles and how God is helping her get better. At the end she asked the question: "What is your guilty pleasure and is it really bringing you pleasure or causing you pain?"

 

Now I took a few minutes to ponder that question and all the previous things that I had read in her post. Then, I thought to myself, "Hmm, this must be a sign; because, I can really relate to this."

 

You know growing up and even now, I never had a lot. Other, than the basic necessities of life, I didn't really have anything. I was always a happy child and I wasn't aware of what I didn't have until I went to middle school. Middle school opened my eyes to the fact that other kids had more. I began to feel more and more depressed. Well, I was always fascinated with shoes...preferably stilettos; but my mother always said I was too young for a heel that high. So, I replaced that love with jewelry and purses.  I convinced myself that I needed to have a different color purse for every outfit. I needed different colors of jewelry for every event that I went.

 

As time went on, I hit high school. In ninth grade, my female classmates where already rocking four and five inch pumps. My height always made me feel left out, but standing next to my fierce-looking classmates I felt emotionally drained. It was like I was crying out to mature, but my mother was too poor and too old school. So I had to continue with my one inch Wal-Mart church shoes. I wore the same black pair every Sunday for two years. Since this was my first year in high school, I also was nominated to be on my first Homecoming court; but, I had to drop out due to our financial situation.

 

January 2010-I was nominated to once again, be on our school's Homecoming court. Only this time, I was able to splurge a little and stay on the court. I timidly asked my grandfather for $100 to put with the little my mother had to prepare for this occasion and he gave it to me. I went to JC Penny and they had a major sale going on. The dress I fell in love with was out of season and it was on sale for about $12. It was a strapless ivory dress with gold glitter and a gold trimmed diamond pendant in between the breast area. My bracelet was $60. It was so embarrassed that my bracelet cost less than my dress. Anywhoo, my sister and her best friend took me shopping so I was free to get whatever shoes I wanted. I fell in love with these gold 2-inch heels that had diamonds going down the center of my foot and across my toes. It was like a dream come true. The heel length didn't matter; because, they were already an inch taller than what I usually wear. You know I kind of had trouble in them, but I quickly adjusted. I believe that was the moment my love for shoes resurfaced.

 

February 2010- I had an FBLA conference. I was so stressed; because, it's mandatory to dress in business attire for the conference or I would get disqualified. I didn't have a business suit. All I had were blouses and dress pants. Dress pants are way too long for me unless I wear some type of heel; so, my mother only had two choices: Buy me a whole new outfit or a pair of heels. Going with the cheaper option, she took me to Factory Connection to buy me a new pair of shoes. Again, she gave me $100 bill and sent me with my sister to go shopping. I walked over to the shoe section and I was in awe. I had a total lost of words. I put my hands on both sides of my face and gasped," Oh my God! Look at all the shoe!" No joke, the feeling literally brought me to tears. Thank God I knew what color shoes I was looking for or else my mother probably wouldn't have gotten any change back from that C-note. I purchased a 4-inch pair of white peep-toe pumps. So awesome! When I got home, I had a little trouble balancing my weight on a skinny heel...at first. My mother made me wear those around the house to break them in. I had to prove to my mother that I could walk in those shoes. Well, guess what? I did and I was hooked. She couldn't pay me to get back into those little 1-inch church shoes that I always said were childlike and immature. I tried so hard to convince my mother and I quote, "Awe momma those shoes are babies." Now she had given me an inch and I was determined to take 100 miles. I haven't even worn my 2-inch gold heels since Homecoming night.

 

That April I made it to Baton Rouge for state FBLA competition. When you go to state, you get paid $108. Our advisory took us to the Mall of Louisiana let my fellow club members and I loose. She said, "Shop 'till you drop and we will met up on the bus in about six hours." Here is this 14 year old girl with so much responsibility in her hands. Nobody has ever given me this opportunity before and baby believe me when I say I grabbed that bull by its horns and rode it the whole six hours. Now today, I completely understand that $108 doesn't go a long way; but, then I didn't know that. At that moment, I felt rich...almost. After my best friend, Tuta and I got our nails done, we went upstairs to 579 and bought matching black, 5-inch pumps that had a 1 1/2 inch stripper platform. They had three straps on them: one across the toes, one around the ankle to buckle, and on big crinkly one going down the center of our foot. They are one bad pair of shoes that I still flaunt today. Then, we walked across the second floor to Eve's shoes and I bought me a pair of silver peep-toe high heels.

 

 

By the time I was a junior, my mother had done peeped game on  my growing expensive taste. Homecoming shopping for my junior year was waaaaaay more expensive. I got a crazy one of a kind Mohawk out of an old Sophisticated Black Hair magazine. I loved this Mohawk back in 2007 when the book first came out, but no one else did. I guess you could say it wasn't in style then and I knew my mother wouldn't have ever let me get it; so, I just saved the book. Now, almost every girl at my school was jealous because they couldn't duplicate my Mohawk and the style was too complicated to remember everything that was going on up there. For my dress, I went to a bridal dress and formal wear boutique and spent a little over $140 for a red body-fitting dress with spaghetti straps. The dress had a long split, exposing my right leg that was stopped by a small bowl with a silver jewel in the middle. Ruffles trimmed the split and draped down into layers forming a long tail on my left side. After that I went to a shoe store and bought $35 6-inch sparkling, silver stilettos with a platform. The sad thing about what I bought for that is I've never worn anything over. I would love to re-wear those shoes, but they are so sparkly and jeweled up that they just seem too dressy for anything else. You know how diamonds stand out when you wear them; so, you only wear them on very special occasions? Imagine diamond jewelry for my feet; because, that's exactly what it looks like.(Which would be my excuse to buy another outfit).

 

Since then, I've bought several more pairs of six inch stilettos. My motto is to never buy a shoe lower than 5 to 6 inches. It does something to look around at the females that I know because I can wear them now. Not only that; but, I can comfortably wear them for long periods of time. I find it useless to bring a pair of flats in my purse; because, I don't need them. On several occasions I've worn them a complete school day and I love it. I love when people look at me crazy and say,"I don't see how you do it. I know I can't. Girl, I would've been pulled them shoes off." Then, it's gotten to the point that people expect me to have amazing shoes. Girls at school say,"I don't even need to ask what kind of shoes you wearing tomorrow; because, I know they're going to be pretty". They always ask me where I get them from and I love to see there face when I say either Cortana or Mall of Louisiana.Females around my town love to jock your style and try to duplicate; but I love the fact that I do most of my shoe shopping in Baton Rouge. That way I know they aren't going going to drive four hours just to buy the same shoes I am wearing at that moment. I can see their micro expression of sadness when they realize they are unable to travel that far just for some shoes. When I sported my new turquoise suaded peep-toe, 6-inch pumps, even boys at school say, "Bree, them some fire a** shoes. I like them." You know you got to have mad taste when straight boys start commenting your shoes. It's gotten to the point where strangers stop me and comment my shoes.

 

So to answer the blogger's question above, my guilty pleasure is spending any money I have to compete with myself and out-do every other girl I know. I guess it's safe to say I enjoy showing off and now that I my mother lets me buy what I want, I can. My obsession is to have a different pair of stilettos on every time I dress up for some school occasion. I don't buy shoes as often as I want, only because I am afraid of being duplicated. However, whenever I take that yearly trip to Baton Rouge, my spending increases. The bad part about it is that $108 is food money. I pack microwave dinners to get me by. I bring extra money with me, but I end up only setting aside a few dollars to eat. It's so bad that I'll buy shoes before I'll feed myself.

 

My mother finally got hired October 2010; my junior and senior year at school is very expensive. Between trips, school logo'd products, my Letterman jacket, extracurricular activities, senior fees, college application fees, housing fees, and etc., I find myself draining my mother's pockets every month. (Since I haven't gotten hired anywhere). My mother was trying to save up to get her a car, but she gave up on that until I graduate;because, she is supporting me on her own. She doesn't really say it; but, she doesn't make much and she's living paycheck to paycheck. Most of her checks are spent on me and although I try my best to stop asking for things, something else comes up that needs to be paid for. She just finished paying of my $260 Letterman jacket a couple of days ago, when she'd been looking for a small jacket for herself for months. My class ring was almost $300; but her medical bill from her stroke and fall at work hasn't been paid off. Cheerleader uniforms last year were almost $200. She just had to pay my $40 application fee for LSU in BR. It broke my heart to tell her that I have a $150 housing fee that's coming up. The senior sales guy is coming this month and I'm scared to tell her that I need her to buy my cap & gown and my diploma cover.

 

Speaking of LSU in BR, this brings me back to why I believe that that lady's blog was a sign. I've already told you, that I go crazy when I shop in Baton Rouge. Well, in August 2012, I'm fixing to move out there on my own. There will be no one stopping me for spending. I will be 18 and there a many cards that I can sign up for at 18 years of age. This ladies story made me realize that I am not only bringing my mother down, but I am beginning to bring myself down. Thank God my mom isn't in any debt. She is so old school that she refuses to sign up for anything and she pays for everything in the cash she's worked for. No loans and no credits cards. But, I, on the other hand, am just getting started. Who knows of all the things I can get into next year. Her blog made me realized that I need to be careful and I am starting a bad habit, which needs to get nipped in the bud right now. I don't want to be sitting somewhere one day in debt and surrounded by tons of boxes of shoes. 

 

Spending is my guilty pleasure and whenever I get something new, it gives me great pleasure; but, if I don't slow down, in the future it could cause me great pain.

 

"Give Me More/I Just Can't Get Enough"  is not the only great blog on that site. There are tons more for you to get something out of. Go check the out at http://christianbloggerscafe.com/blog .

 

Until next time readers....

 

This Just In-5:25 p.m.-11/07/2011

Hey readers!

I know I left you only one or two hours ago; but, a couple of things have developed in the past couple of hours. I have good and bad news.


Good news...

First, I have successfully created a demo (or "stand-in") cover, which you can see is now my profile picture. Second, I have successfully uploaded my book onto Smashwords and it's on sale for $9.99 at http://www.smashwords.com/isbn/978-1-466-11091-5 . I hope enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed creating it. Well, I hope you enjoy reading it MORE than I enjoyed creating it, because honestly, I have read this book over and over and over trying to edit it; so, you can imagine that I am sick of it. (Don't get me wrong, I think it's a great book, but I think you know what I mean). You also can read a sample online. If you like it please buy it and spread the word.

Bad news...

My book has failed EpubCheck. and 100% EpubCheck compliance is required by Apple. They say I have a text box somewhere in my manuscript, but I can't fond it anywhere (even with show and hide). I just don't know what to do. I'm at a lost for words. I don't know if the problem is with Apple's requirements or for all the other distributor who use Epub. Not only that, but I can't download my different formats from Smashwords (or anything) on the library and school computers. So, I can't go in and find the problem. Right now, I have no choice but to leave it and I'm afraid that may badly effect me in the long run.

Anywhoo, I'll ponder my options tonight at home. Until next time readers...