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Sunday, October 16, 2011

****Book Cover Preview****

For those who have been following the blog from the beginning, you know that I have been writing a book.  Well, that book was completed and is soon to be released before the end of the month.

I chose to self-publish through Amazon.com/Createspace and here is a preview of the Book Cover:



What is the book about? Well, here is the description from my sales page:

From the first moment I laid eyes on Black men, I was held captive by their strength, grace, and the depth within their souls.  I was hooked, mesmerized--caught up in their rapture.  Something had a hold of me and wouldn't turn me loose.  They reminded me of everything I craved: chocolate, caramel, toffee and fudge cake.  I liked the way they talked, walked and looked.  Every time I looked at a Brutha, I'd be reminded of the lions of Africa:  Proud, strong, fearless.  That was my image of Black males.

The Black Man in America has always inspired powerful feelings of those whom he has encountered, but sometimes, at a price.

One day I woke up and literally realized that The American Black male is a brand which was largely created through the machination and minds of racist white males.  Through the construct of media, the Black man has always been portrayed as the enemy--a predator to be feared.  It would seem that many Black males have believed this about themselves.  Statistically, it would appear that they are worse off now than they were 40 years ago.  It has put them at war with the one ally they need: The Black Woman.  Some Black women don't trust them...and many Black children don't know their fathers.

Do Black men know who they are?  Do they know how much they mean to Black women?  To their mothers, sisters, aunts, grandmothers?

There is a battle being waged against the Black male in America.   But is the real war against the Black man within?

Sometimes, one must travel backwards in order to discover their identity.

In 2008, the traditional image of Black men was nullified through the election of the first African American President, Barack Hussein Obama.  It became the game-changer.  Or was it?

A Journey Into The Mind of A Black Woman takes the reader on a fantastic voyage through the consciousness of a Black woman in search of Black men who have real purpose.  From Africa--The beginning.  Where Black pharaohs looked up at the stars and dreamed of pyramids, to a Harlem book store where a successful young District Attorney discovers his soul.

A Journey Into The Mind of a Black Woman is a hip, intriguing page turner that engages the reader with frank, oftentimes, painful and unapologetic observations regarding real issues impacting the lives of Black males in this millennium, yet it is not demeaning.

Every Black male in America is impacted by racism, directly and indirectly; but how has this impacted them psychologically, spiritually and emotionally?

I wondered to myself if Black men really know how much they are valued?

This is my personal journal of conversations, debates and insights on issues that I have observed over many years, and my perceptions of them as a Black woman, discussing frankly, my interpretation of relevant issues that impact Black men, socially, politically and psychologically.  A Journey Into The Mind of A Black Woman is my rebuttal as a Black woman to those who have devalued the Black male and underestimated his intelligence, strength, and ingenuity.

A Journey Into The Mind of a Black Woman is the book that finally spoke the words, with absolute clarity and truth, that Black men and women have waited to hear about each other.
I didn't know anything about writing books, but I've always been a writer and thinker--as young as 5 years old.  My first writing adventure began in my first grade class.  During one recess period, I decided to write a story on the board.  My teacher was so enthralled with what I had done, she read my story to the class.  This became the catalyst for the genesis of this book.

I'd go on to win essay contests in high school and actually have a poem published in 1989.  But soon thereafter, life got in the way and I never once thought about writing a book until that day in 2003.

Now, here it is.

I finished what I started out to do.



4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Congrats again and good luck with your new journey ahead. Wishing much success.:) Can't wait to read it.

Pebbles

The Uppity Sistah! said...

Thanks, Pebbles...and appreciate you dropping by.

TammyK said...

congrats on your book...i, too strive to be a writer....you give me hope that mine one day can be published...i've been working on mine, longer than necessary, but i want it to be perfect...you're book sounds interesting...

The Uppity Sistah! said...

Thank you, Tammy.

I've only allowed two people to read it. One exclaimed that it was a Masterpiece and the other one told me that it was going to be a best seller.

I'm humble.

But I had to persevere through a lot in order to finish this book. Sometimes when things became overwhelming; writing this book became my anchor--now I'm releasing it to the public.

You can do it. Just stay focused.

That's what I did...

May God bless you to finish it.

And remember this: If you don't tell your story; no one else can.

Don't give up.

*wink*