#naughtynovembernoir

Joined an insta #dailywordprompt for the month of November and loving it. While I may not have the urge to finish my personal writing projects, when given a prompt it sesms my juices go on overdrive. 

So far it’s a sensual ride. One that, even though I started late, I am enjoying. It’s hard having to create spontaneously, it’s even harder when you have to incorporate words given by a total stranger. I sincerely hope that in writing these there is some kind of notoriety that comes with it, and it helps my despair.

My humble thanks to those who started this #novembernoir prompting on instagram. I totally am enjoying myself so far. For those who are insta followers, find me @angel_the_author for more. Here is one entry for the #naughtynovembernoir. I do hope you enjoy. Don’t forget to say ‘hi’ in the comments.
#adulterousliaison


Is this an illusion my eyes hath seen

A figment of an imagination  uncontrollable?

Is that skin, lips doth graze and lick and pay homage to?

I seeth not flesh upon flesh.

I seeth not skin touching skin.

I seeth not hands that once grasped my buttocks as my neck arched to embrace a girth so strong.

My eyes doth behold a dangerous liaison between someone who once was mine.

His treachery is seen with every whisper as he secretly keeps his adulterous affair to himself.

But his hands confirmed he touched another when it lingered on my curves.
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#jewelrymakingislife

Today I will be venturing to my nearest town area with ideas of selling jewelry I created. All original pieces. All done by hand. I am excited and a bit scared. One day fashion calls for big clunky pieces, next day it ask for small elegant ones. People have different taste in colours and style. All I will be asking is that they see it and feel the urge to check it out.

These were all done in a space of three days. Yes, three days. With seed beads I had awaiting other bigger, beads. I figured I had those laying around so why not put them to use. They are a bit simple but trust me it took a few mins to get them together.

I just wanted you to know this. I am an author/writer and a jewelry artiste. I love writing. I have projects finished, just sitting watching me from a distance, in my google drive. Calling me with the crook if their fingers, and stirring a pot of procrastination, mixing in fear every hour. 

Today I am on the road to creating an income for myself. I pray that as I go out it will be a success and then I can focus a tad more on my new project, (like I dont have enough finished projects to deal with). So guys, your dream may be within your reach but we can do a lil side tracking every now and then. Definitely nit procrastinate, and be fearful, but take a few minutes to digest and go forward. Be positive we can do it.
Stay focused.

Project in the making

Detective Ignacius Montgomery had been an officer on the force for ten years. His reputation for solving crimes and apprehending his suspect superseded his fellow counterparts. He never rested until someone was caught for any major crime, and convicted for it at most. Tonight he felt the end of his time as an officer and detective, creep up his arm and settle in his stomach, as he watched the new crime scene unfold. Everything about the crime scene spoke to his subconscious yet he pressed forward, ignoring the hair standing on his neck and the stench burning into his nostrils and brains. He felt the water stinging his eyelids and blinked a few times in succession so it could be warded off. Yes, Detective Montgomery should have walked away from this particular scene and handed it to another associate but he didn’t. He walked around the room, fingering the different items with latex covered hands. Watching, making mental and physical notes. Adjusting to the stink and the lighting. Feeling for ‘something’ in the unknown. When he laid down next to the victim, those around should have been alerted by his unusual behaviour, but they were not attuned to his actions. He knew that should not have happened but he did it anyway. He laid down right next to the body and moved only when the coroner came. Only then did he relinquish his side of the bed with blatant reluctance. He knew his time was close to leaving the force upon that first sign of weakness and decided then to give in his resignation letter. Next question would be ‘how soon?’ How soon should he walk into the office of his superior and relinquish his rights to ‘fight crime’. He would be bombarded with questions, and they would try to manipulate him into staying, but he wouldn’t. He won’t succumb to the words given. Those illustrious words that would make another man’s head swell with pride. No, his head would be sunk deep in the sand while eating his daily dose of humble pie. Detective Montgomery wasn’t the same after he saw the crime scene.

What alerted those around him was his reaction to the name of the victim. His counterparts turned in silence, each stealing a glance his way when they heard the audible breath intake. Ms. Valerie Von Shlooemen lay down so peacefully in her deathly raiment that you had to take a few minutes for the vision to sink in. She was beautiful and alluring to look at, even as her skin paled in comparison. Her soft features still held your gaze even if it were lifeless hollow eyes mirroring your own. She still grasped your attention while slumped in her deathly stare.

Montgomery’s breathing normalized instantly, but for that sharp intake which also had an adverse effect on his posture.

Montgomery reluctantly removed his eyes from the body being wheeled out and followed the other officers back to the crime scene. Watching every picture being taken, every glass being handle with care and precision (not to get them tainted). Every person in his purview was given the same look as they worked feverishly to collect clues and items surrounding the death.

Montgomery did what any officer would have done and wrote in his journal. Noting his time of arrival and all other personal information. He then gave the signal to wrap things up in the apartment and made his way to the station so he can write his report. Know one noticed the shift in his shoulders or the sluggishness in his walk as he continued his normal routine, but he knew. He knew that this was the end of a career and he accepted it just as he had to accept the death of Ms. Shclooemen.

Take it back

Women always get called names when it comes to love and sexuality. They are labeled the worst. However, who stated that a ‘hoe’ is a derogatory term? Who said that a ‘gold digger’ means that it’s a bad thing?

Wanting more in a relationship especially financial, means you are looking to dig for gold in another person’s yard? Ahm, where do you want me to dig? In my own? Have you ever heard people looking in their own space for gold or diamonds and being successful? There are the few that have struck gold or rubies in their own space. Made a name for themselves without any help from others and with tools and space given to them, but you must get out your comfort zone and stretch across others just to grasp your own. Just my humble opinion.

Be serious. You know that meeting the absolute right one won’t fall into your lap like a perfect gift. Women multi dating isn’t acceptable but a man multi dating is him either sowing his oats or searching. Yes, women outnumber men today, yes, more women are out there, I believe it is only fair that women search even harder for the right one. If sex is involved then that is ‘big people business’. Doesn’t mean she should walk around with ‘A Scarlet A’ on her chest, and a drum boy to declare her presence. (See the Lady with the Scarlet Letter – both movie and a book).

I won’t be dramatical (and I could be), I am just saying that we can start owning those words and not make them become a bitter taste in our mouth. Okay, I do not expect anyone to wake up tomorrow and be accepting such hate to be spewed and be happy but gradually I think we can. Turn the hoe around. Take your gold digging life style and be profitable, then maybe show others the ‘how to’. Start from today not to accept those words that are considered hateful and make them powerful.

I am just saying.

Stay beautiful and strong women.

Alone

I am already a fat girl in a world where slim chicks rule and now i have to battle being alone. 

Being told, to my face, that “you will always be the plus in the +one” was a tongue stiller. I couldn’t find a quick come-back retort. So i did what any other ‘fat girl’ would’ve done and smiled, nodded and walked away. It was only in the ‘walking’ did the remark touch my ‘feeling string’ and i sniffed myself to a taxi. Conpletely forgetting what i had initially left the house for. 

Being alone was not an issue, wasn’t even a thought until the #hater said those words to me. I was blissfully accepting that prince charming didnt make an entrance yet as i had more ‘#bodylove’ to accept. More to understand. More to receive so i can give freely and without bias. Then this happened. 

Words echoed are not easily taken back. I had to reaffirm myself and years that i took to build my esteem and my confidence started from ground zero once again. 

Why would ‘you’ think that it is half funny to project your insecurities on me? You already have the built of a super model and child

Why the need to remind me of my whale life that clearly still affects your sexy? Maybe next time you should rethink your words and instead of spew hate and despise, show love, care and support. Build instead of break. Give instead of take. Its harder to put a frown, so much easier to make a smile. Encourage and not discourage. 

So for the girl who figured i needed to be reminded of my single life, thank you. Now i can remind myself that i am and will always be beautiful both inside and out. I think for a moment i sort a got cocky and forgot that i am unique and uncloneable. 

Reaffirm your sexy. 

Stay beautiful. 

Follow me on youtube.com

Everyday i think about ways to get my ideas, found in my head, an outlet. What do i do? Where can i put my info for the world to see?

While others can jus sit back and enjoy the fruits of their own labours, some if us have to do more to secure a space in this world. I am one who can safely say, that i need to ‘hit pavements’ in order to get my point across. I cant just sit and watch others do my dirty work.

Do i believe in my words? Yes, yes i do but that isnt enough really. More is needed. I dont want to dwell on my ‘handicap’ which isnt physical, i want to focus on my content and what i have out there. I want people to read my words and be taken into another world. I want others to view what i have placed for their reading pleasure as worthy, and it wont hurt to actually say it also. A total plus!!

So today i am letting you know that my youtube channel is up and running. Its available for your viewing pleasure. It is awaiting your likes/shares and thumbs up/down. Even a comment or five would b welcomed, but you need to subscribe.

Its a little different to what you may have seen out there. I wanted the focus on words and not on a face, a presence, a personality. I am also hoping that others can join in and be a part. Its all for you/us to build ourselves in many ways. 

So sit back, relax, enjoy the music, as your eyes are fed with words created by me for you.

Stay social. Keep liking.

Bringing reading awareness one word at a time

Hi, my name is Angel Harrt. I am a writer, poet, mother and lover of pineapple. I have started a journey to bring awareness to reading, one word at a time.

By posting a letter each week and a word that starts with the letter, i hope to open the eyes of others to start reading more and thereby bringing a better respect for reading and the english language.

So far i have been going in chronological order of the alphabet. My current letter to date is the letter “I”. I for Iridescent  – showing luminous colours that seem to change when seen from different angles.

I have been using the #makeuAs on facebook and on instagram in hopes of building an awareness train. It would be fantastic if you join in the fun. Just post a pic with the letter on any part of your body, your word for the week, and use the hashtag given.

I am excited to see if others will join this simple plight. It may seem small but it can make a difference. Get the children involved as they learn new words each week. They may even incoporate in their daily speech. 

Thanks for taking tine to read and i do hope some if not all of you who read this will join this #challenge. 

Be aware. Be word aware. 

Compromise?

compromise

 

noun

  1. 1.

an agreement or settlement of a dispute that is reached by each side making concessions.

“eventually they reached a compromise”

synonyms: agreementunderstandingsettlement, terms, accommodation; More
  1. 2.

the expedient acceptance of standards that are lower than is desirable.

“sexism should be tackled without compromise”

verb

  1. 1.

settle a dispute by mutual concession.

“in the end we compromised and deferred the issue”

synonyms: meet each other halfway, find the middle ground, come to terms, come to an understanding, make a deal, make concessions, find a happy medium, strike a balance; More
  1. 2.

expediently accept standards that are lower than is desirable.

“we were not prepared to compromise on safety”

 

I have many a pet peeve that I would be sharing with you guys, and probably soon but let’s talk about the word stated above. I cannot even find myself to constantly type it, as it annoys the finger-tips of my hands. I seriously despise it to be honest.

Today while chatting with a young lady who screams me in so many ways (lol), we got to talking about the word stated above. I am not a fan. I am not excited about the word. I don’t know who invented it. I really, truly wish they didn’t but it is here so I deal with it as such. Don’t think I will ever be, and I am not a believer in it either. Period. My own view.

My honest perspective is this word screams “cheating” to me. For some it may say stability, or love but me, nope, a whole different angle. A whole different space. A whole different outlook. A whole different ideology when it comes to the word above.

I see the word concession also listed, (meaning – a thing that is granted, especially in response to demands), and I get chills with just the thought.

So basically I am accepting standards due to a demand being made? Again, another chilling word ‘demand’. The more we go in-depth, the more the word subtly points to ‘cheating’. It is what I see when I hear or read, giving in to demands. This is submitting to another person whose insistence is overpowering than your own beliefs.

How you may ask? Compromise isn’t used unless two people are agreeing to sacrifice (don’t get me started on that word), certain aspects of their personal lives for the ‘greater good’. (Whose greater good though?) Example, two persons agreeing that one will stop smoking, for instance, because the other, basically, demands that it’s done. Demands? Demands.

But is the smoker ready to give up a practice that they have nurtured over a period of time? Are they truly ready to resist the temptation because someone else voiced that it is bad or not a habit to continue?

This is where cheating comes in my point of view. The smoker in this scenario, may conform to the idea but secretly be yearning for a cigarette. They did not make an agreement with themselves, but due to a demand, a supply basically was given. Over a period of time, I think, the smoker here would start resenting and even cheat a few times to satisfy their own demand, for something they did because of another.

Now my take on this is, let’s do things not for others but for ourselves. The smoker should not be forced to give up their habit, they should become more aware of how their habit affects others, and create their own way of dealing with the situation.

If you truly can change a habit because you know that it will affect your partner/friend/life, and you have accepted that it isn’t just for someone else, then moving forward the decision is easier to accept, handle, and continually live with. This decision was not a demand made but an agreement with your own self to change things for someone, or something you like.

Let us not get ahead of ourselves. The smoker realizes that the habit isn’t nurturing to their relationship and prefers to have a better understanding than a str4ained one, then they make a decision for themselves. The other way would be considered peer pressure.

Let us not pressure others into conforming to our ideas, our thoughts our beliefs. We are created with a different finger-print, this can stem to different ideas. Your thoughts differs to others so do not force it on to the rest of us.

Voice your opinion. Not demand that your voice is heard. Share not dictate. Let your friend know that their ‘smoking’ can be detrimental but don’t give ultimatums. You can lose that one friend with just a simple demand.

We are all made to experience things in different ways. Let’s make sure we project that to those around us.

 

Stay true to you.

Take it back

Women always get called names when it comes to love and sexuality. They are labeled the worst. However, who stated that a ‘hoe’ is a derogatory term? Who said that a ‘gold digger’ means that it’s a bad thing?

Wanting more in a relationship especially financial, means you are looking to dig for gold in another person’s yard? Ahm, where do you want me to dig? In my own? Have you ever heard people looking in their own space for gold or diamonds and being successful? There are the few that have struck gold or rubies in their own space. Made a name for themselves without any help from others and with tools and space given to them, but you must get out your comfort zone and stretch across others just to grasp your own. Just my humble opinion.

Be serious. You know that meeting the absolute right one won’t fall into your lap like a perfect gift. Women multi dating isn’t acceptable but a man multi dating is him either sowing his oats or searching. Yes, women outnumber men today so yes, more women are out there, so I believe it is only fair that women search even harder for the right one. If sex is involved then that is ‘big people business’. Doesn’t mean she should walk around with ‘A Scarlet A’ on her chest, and a drum boy to declare her presence. (See the Lady with the Scarlet Letter).

I won’t be dramatical (and I could be), I am just saying that we can start owning those words and not make them become a bitter taste in our mouth. Okay, I do not expect anyone to wake up tomorrow and be accepting such hate to be spewed and be happy but gradually I think we can. Turn the hoe around. Take your gold digging life style be profitable and then maybe show others the ‘how to’. Start from today not to accept those words that are considered hateful and make them powerful.

I am just saying.

Stay beautiful and strong women.

A new path

Lately i have been feeling lost. My connection to looking beyond is slipping. I cant seem to find the silver lining. I know my destination, but the path isn’t outlined so i cant follow a pattern.
I am creating my own pattern but its hard. I dont have a clear idea how to get “there”, but i do know i want to be “there”.
I know i should take a bus, however, which bus isnt specified and where to get on or off isnt in the handbook. All i want is for that cloud to be removed, that horizon to not be pushed back further. All i want, is a new thought/idea/beginning. Maybe then i can move forward, pushing through barriers, paving a path for others to follow.
I read about these people who followed their dream, the idea sparked in them. I listen to videos that encourage you to follow your own path and blaze a trail, but i don’t quite seem to grasp exactly how they did it. I mean, someone did see the value in giving ‘the rock’ a chance to become a wrestler, even though his dad was a part of it. I am not giving up on knocking doors, just not sure how many more doors to knock on.
I shall continue my search, in the mean time, please help me to stay focus. Thank you for reading.