Check out today’s radio show on Anatoly’s Retribution: Book One

For the last two weeks, it’s been all about Anatoly’s Retribution: Book One.

To celebrate our readers, we had a radio show today.

So… we only got to answer about 25% of the questions out there today during my first radio show in over a year, but I can assure that we’ll continue each week until we get it all done and then we can start all over again with Book Two, due out on November 1st.  I’m battling a flu right now. And I hate that because I sound like a frog, but the show must go on.  So check out today’s radio book chat where I answered some of the questions that have been sent in to me over the last two weeks.

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Happy Founders Day To My Wonderful Sorority, Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority, Inc.


I’d like to wish each and every member of my illustrious sorority, Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority, Incorporated, a Happy Founders Day.  108 years of service and still committed to the mission.  My sisterhood has been one filled with magnificent and bold women, determined not only to make their lives better, but also to make our communities better.   I pledged at Beta Tau (LeMoyne-Owen College).  When I stepped on to the campus back in 1998, I knew three things:  I wanted to be a great scholar; I wanted to be Ms. LeMoyne-Owen College, and I wanted to be a member of Alpha Kappa Alpha Sorority (God’s favor on me allowed me to become President of my chapter).  I knew that I was not going to leave that campus until I accomplished each of those goals.  What I learned is that it would take a lot more than “one” person – me – to do that.  The women and men on that campus who helped me, tutored me, mentored me and propelled me into a better future always deserve acknowledgement for their selfless efforts.  The love only grew after graduation was even more surreal.  Belonging to something so great, makes you feel greater.  There is nothing like arriving off a plane in a city where you don’t know a soul and seeing a the face of a sister, nothing like applying for job and sitting across the interview table from a sister, going to a bank to get a loan and talking to a sister, giving birth to your child and being cared for by a sister, watching the First Lady of the United States and being proud of your sister, looking at your daughter and hoping she’ll become your sister.   My line sisters.  My big sisters.  My Greek Sisters.  My Skee-Phi brothers.  Other Greeks on the Yard who believed in the Divine 9 and our ability to change cultures.   All of you have a special place in my heart.



Mommy Journal Entry #3,545


Today, our little Tierra came into our bedroom and crawled between us in the dark.  “Mommy, Daddy, wake up,” she said, voice all sweet and innocent.  We turned to find her shaking.  Both of us shot up.  Shag turned on the light and checked her forehead; I pulled out the thermometer.  She announced.  “I threw up.  I think I have a bug.”

We both jumped to action.  Ginger Ale. Crackers.  Meds.  Cold Towel.  We were hopping like beans.  Both of us discussed who should take off work while Shag rocked her in his arms.  And in the middle of all of this, it comes to me that Tierra is eight years old and extremely tall.  LOL.  Why is he still rocking her like when she was five?  Never mind, I can’t bring up how he spoils her at this moment.  We need to get her better.

Long story short.  There is a bug running around rampant and it’s loose in our hose.  Our little princess has it.  And the normal running order is Shag, me and finally Jordan.

Meanwhile, after hearing that she has a bug, Jordan covers his face like Michael Jackson and bolts out of the house for the bus ten minutes early.  I shake my head.  That’s the only time I can ever get that boy out of the house without pushing him.

Such is the life of Mommy.