Blessed & Curvy

Like an Onion Slowly peeling back the layers Trust issues Past relationships Hurt Broken promises Abuse Each layer coming off Self esteem issues Walls protecting my heart Lack of communication Another layer is taken off Until I am bare Vulnerable Sweet at the core Exposed I look at you for acceptance You’re crying (c)2018 There Is Sunshine After The Rain About the Author Self Published Author, Patricia A. Saunders was born and raised in Connecticut before relocating to the San Francisco Bay Area nearly 24 years ago. She received her Master’s in Management from the University of Phoenix in 2011. After the passing of her mother who had Alzheimer’s, Patricia decided that all the words that she kept to herself were to be released. Saunders has released her fifth book an autobiography memoir infused with poetry (December 2017) with BookBaby Publishing called There Is Sunshine After The Rain : Making It Through L...

Write Now Literary is pleased to be coordinating a blog tour Stephanie Nicole Norris. This tour will run April 23, 2018. Book your own tour here. Title: No Holds Barred Genre: African American Contemporary Romance ASIN: B07C8J6DH9 Read for free with Amazon Kindle Unlimited                         Meet Stephanie Stephanie Nicole Norris is an author from Chattanooga Tennessee with a humble beginning. Always being a lover of reading, during Stephanie’s teenage years her joy was running to the bookmobile to read stories by R. L. Stine. After becoming a young adult, her love for romance sparked leaving her captivated by heroes and heroines alike. With a big imagination and a creative heart, Stephanie penned her first novel Trouble In Paradise and self-published it in 2012. Her debut novel turned into a four book series full of romance, drama, and suspense. As a prolific writer, Stephanie’s catalog continues to...

Book Excerpt from There Is Sunshine After The Rain  A Shot Rings Out   As I walk down the street A shot rings out  A scream is heard  Another life is lost  A mother’s child is gone  There are protests  Black Lives Matter  Blue Lives Matter  All Lives Matter  All I know is a child is gone  A gun is in the wrong hands  Someone didn’t value a life  Someone walked into a sacred place  Took aim at the saints  One by one their souls escaped  A shot rings out   Everyone is running  Someone is trampled  Someone just wants to go to the club with their friends  Someone just wanted to walk down the street  Someone just wanted to make it home  A Shot Rings Out!!!! Submitted by, Patricia A. Saunders Author, Blogger, and Poet www.patriciaAsaunders.com

The other day I got into a conversation with other women at work about relationships. The topic went into so many directions. There were secrets revealed, tears shed, and at the end we realized that we were all vulnerable to love. One woman shared that she had been married for 17 years and her husband was loyal to her for only 4 years. That she allowed her spouse to come in and out of her life even when they divorced, hoping he would come back and wanting to be a family for her kids. She finally met another man, falls in love, and recently married him after she allowed herself to be loved. Her kids say they never saw her smile while she was with their father. They see what love now looks like. It resonates with another woman sitting on the other side of the table. Her parents were married but her mother was verbally and physically abusive to her father so they divorced.   Their divorced impacted from the child respective. The point of being divorced bu...

If I Had Wings I Could Fly Being in total bliss Feeling like I can soar Not concerned about anything Stopped worrying about what others think Standing up for myself I look in the mirror and I am in love With Me! Not forgetting what struggles I overcame No more tea and popcorn for dinner No more wondering if I can make it I made it! Down on my knees I pray Trusting that all will be alright I take the time to smell the roses I see the twinkle of each star No longer rushing to get to nowhere There is pep in my step So when he sees me, smiles and says hello I return the smile and say hello back The conversations lasts for hours I feel myself floating “If I had wings I could fly, so let me contemplate” (c)2018 There Is Sunshine After The Rain Submitted by; Patricia A. Saunders Author, Blogger, Poet www.patriciaAsaunders.com