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"Ey Wade takes words and paints the picture..." SeaWitch

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The first book I read by my next author spotlight blow me away. The way she intertwined her characters and the powerful message it conveyed caught me by a pleasant surprise. I experienced so many emotions reading the book, I didn’t understand why. Not until I realized one of the characters hit too close to home. Life happens. It will be okay. These are the things Ey’s book zapped me with. Since then, I have become a fan. Her writing style is different, different meaning, off the charts! Once you read one, you won’t be able to stop until you read them all. Kickin’ It With KeKe…

Tripping Prince Charming-ROMANCE

Tripping Prince Charming-ROMANCE
Romance to Squeeze Your Heart

Read Debney's Journal- NA NOVEL

Read Debney's Journal- NA NOVEL
D.N.A-Nothing Would Ever Be The Same

THE NATURAL PARENT

THE NATURAL PARENT
Sharing Parenting/Homeschooling Tips

I Write Book Reviews

I Write Book Reviews
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MOVIE THEATER

MOVIE THEATER
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NEW RELEASES!! #abortion #infertility

NEW RELEASES!! #abortion #infertility
Birth of Controversy

Hi, I'm So Glad Stopped In....

I Write, I Breathe

I am a writer....a master of words.'Like a knife, words should be handled carefully. They can cut deeply, the wound may never heal, and the scar can remain for an eternity.' ~Ey Wade

AND ONE MORE THING....

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Read interviews from some outstanding authors & their novel's characters.
Enjoy intimate, light hearted conversations with the characters from many of the stories in my ebooks. A way to really get to know the people you read about. They talk on Wednesdays and Fridays. Have fun reading the interviews with the characters.

When Clouds Touch - FATED ROMANCE

When Clouds Touch - FATED ROMANCE
Fixes the Fault in the Stars

BLOGGING YA and PICTURE BOOKS

BLOGGING YA and PICTURE BOOKS
In My Sister's World series

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Fun Interview With Cinnamon Rein

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The Fishing Trip
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Believe in You. U is for...Uninspired #amwriting #selfesteem #thingslegendsaremadeof

U is for...U-Inspired
by Ey Wade
I have so much to say about the letter ‘U’. Beginning with the fact it is the perfect name for that unexpected quick turn in the middle of any street when you are lost. It is the saving maneuver from any incident or situation in which you find yourself cornered. You can just turn around and start over. Never stopping, never giving up.
‘U’ will save your life. When you feel unloved, unwanted; ‘U’ will unite you with people you would never have imagined yourself connected. And the relationships will be wonderful. No one is unfriendly when you are around.
When you feel you are small and unimportant…here comes ‘U’, trotting along to uplift you with the glories and wonders of the Universe. All that is small is neither lost nor useless. U will show you how unique you are among the many who strive to accomplish the same goals you seek.
‘U’ will be undaunted, unbreakable, and unbeatable in its determination to help you become
successful in all of your heart’s desires.
In the end, ‘U’ unveils itself to show in life it is always and always has been behind YOU and you should trust and believe in yourself



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    Heartstrings, soul-ties and wishful thinking.
    Four shorts and a long tale of fortitude through difficult
    relationships

    Four shorts and a long tale of fortitude
    through difficult relationships, tugged heartstrings, soul-ties and
    wishful thinking.

    Lesson Between the Lines- A woman ruminates on the lessons learned from an ex lover.

    The Battle is Not Between Us-A woman confronts whom she thinks is the person having an affair with her husband.

    No Regrets- A rejected wife and mother of eight finally takes a stand and
    puts an end to the mistreatment she receives from an ex-husband.


    The Cooking Class- Franklin Henderson finds his true love behind the recipes in a cooking class.

    Betrayal-
     A young mother, thrown out of her home by her husband and her child
    taken away finds out love can heal a broken heart                    

    Pages from Debney's Diary-D.N.A-Nothing Would Ever Be the Same #NA #teenpregnancy

    *chuckling* I have to laugh a little when one of my characters complains about the scenes from their lives. Especially as I write them, the way they tell me. Take a look at Dewey's day with the Not the Daddy talk show. You have to pop over for the full conversation. You'll enjoy it. Here she is: 

    I just had to write this...
    At times, my author Ey Wade puts me in situations that would make an adult flip out. For example, the nerve wrecking, potentially humiliating time she put me on the Not the Daddy TV show. I wanted to kill and then pull all my hair out. If you think it wasn't stressful, just look at the following scene:
    "Okay, please welcome Debney Nichole Armstrong to the show."
    The audience's boos, ridicules, and catcalls were so loud Debney didn't hear F.J. James announce her. Nervous and a little reluctant to move she almost stumbled up the steps when the assistant prodded her to go forward. Hurrying up the small ramp to the stage she faltered at the rush of angry cruel energy in the studio. The smothering urge to turn and run caused bile to rise in her throat and she thought she would pass out. The wave of F.Js hand in front of her face the distraction she needed to bring her back to reality.
    As she walked down the remaining steps and in front of the panel on the stage she reminded herself that if it weren't for the future of the baby she swore she would just turn around and walk out of the room. She had very little urge to expose her life in front of a group people who didn't know her from the proverbial Eve and had already made up their minds to condemn her as a free flying teenage whore. Taking in and releasing a deep breath she focused her attention on the widely smiling host of the show.
    . "Hi Debney" he pointed to the only vacant out of the five chairs beside his stationed on the stage. "Here have a seat. Mind if I call you Debbie or should I call you by the name the kids call you in school? What was that?"
    "DNA." Three of the guys shouted.
    Giante' moved his chair just a bit to distance himself from the others and lowered his gaze before looking away from her. Sitting down Debney forced a smile to her face before answering F.J. James. Obviously the gloves were off. http://dna-bloodtiesandlies.blogspot.com/2014/02/when-your-life-is-flippin-soap-opera.html

    A Different View of Valerie Valerie-Living the Hell Outta Life by Ey Wade

    A Different View of Valerie. Another Snap of a Valerie-Living the Hell Outta Life by Ey Wade #amwriting #shortstory http://wade-inpublishing.com There are millions of Valeries in the world & they all live one life.

        "A father and child, aching for time together."

    Major wanted to spend time with his best girl. He and she were heartbroken- unable to spend time together, because of his job.
    He watched tears roll down her face every morning before he turned to walk across the room. Her wails loud and clear before the snap of the door shut them out behind him. He had to be honest, there were many days he'd shed a few while climbing in the car.
    But today was different, he'd walked back and forth on the beach. Cuddling Valerie’s tiny body. Holding her by her fingers, her tiny form wiggling above the rushing waves. Laughing along with her, when each cold splash covered her little toes. Hearing nothing but waves, birds, and bubbling chuckles.
    Sand between his toes, sun burning his skin, laughter lifting his spirits and love deep in his heart.
    He wanted to spend every minute with his best girl and she wanted nothing more than to rest her head on his shoulder and wrap her chubby arms around his neck.

    Green Smells Like Dog. Valerie-Living the Hell Outta Life #comedy #drama #shortstory

    "Green Smells Like Dog" Another Snap of a Valerie-Living the Hell Outta Life
     There are millions of Valeries in the world & they all live one life.

    "Valerie, blind from birth, is being taught about colors through her sense of taste."
    Beakers of colored liquid arranged on the surface of the island were surrounded by bowls filled with samples of fruits, candies and spices.
    “Are you ready, Valerie? Don’t be nervous. I don’t expect you to learn everything in the first lessons. Just have fun and let your imagination show you the color.”
    “Okay, I’m ready.” Valerie literally trembled on her perch on the bar stool. Her bare toes gripping the rungs to keep her legs from swinging. The dark glasses covering her eyes, giving the illusion of sight. “What color am I tasting first?”
    “I’ll tell you in a minute, after you absorb the flavor.”
    The small spoon, no larger than the silverware in a toy tea set, touched Valerie’s lips and she opened them. Pulling the substance into her mouth with her tongue. The fact she was letting all of her taste buds and surface of her mouth feel could be seen through the moving swishing actions in her jaws and then she swallowed. The smile, big on her lips.
    “That started off so good and then got a little bitter. It tastes like mint and grass. Like...”
    “Green. Taste this.”
    “Green?” Valerie sniffed the ingredients of the glass container pushed between her palms. “But it smells like dog.”
    “Yes, green starts off tingly and fresh. As the color darkens it gets a little murky and kind unappealing. Go on, drink.Think about when you step out on the grass without your shoes. Prickly on your feet, fresh, and then that odd, dirty odor.”
    “Yes, like dog.” She swallowed a health gulp and gagged. “So, what’s in here?”
    “Powdered mint was on top, Kale, Barley, celery.”
    “Ugh, well I don’t want that anymore. And now you’ve helped me to dislike green. Next color.”
    “Here, drink a little water to cleanse your tongue.”
    Valerie’s searching fingers crawled around her sister’s wrist until they encounter the water bottle held out in her direction, taking it, she took a sip and handed the bottle back.
    “Now.”
    “Okay.
    Valerie had barely swallowed the sample before her tongue came out and she was reaching for a drink. Put a glass of milk in her hands.
    “That is the color red.”
    “Bull. That’s hot, like sauce or peppers.  Are you trying to be mean?”
    “Nope. I’m telling you, that’s red. Bright, burning, like fire on your tongue. A color that stays in the memory long after it’s gone.”
    “Well, now its gonna stay in my gut. I think my throat has a hole burned in it.”
    “That’s the problem with blind people, they exaggerates too much.”
    “No, some blind people just have heathens for sisters. You promised to help me “see” colors and all you’re doing is being mean.”
    I’m not. Stop and think about it. If you aren’t going to try, I’m not going to help you.”
    “Okay, fine. Let me taste yellow now.”
    “One of my favorite colors. It’s bright and comforting. You know like, when Mom comes in to tuck us in at night after her shower. Her body is warm and she smells sweet and tangy like... "
    " Lemonade!" They both squealed at the same time. Valerie held out her tongue for the expected substance and wasn't disappointed. In the bowl of the spoon was a mixture of warm lemon juice mixed with sugar.
    "I love yellow. I love Mom. "

    "Wrapped in Satin." a snap from Valerie-Living the Hell Outta Life by Ey Wade.


     Wrapped in Satin. 5 y/o faces her 1st encounter with racism. Valerie-Living the Hell Outta Life. #amwriting http://wade-inpublishing.com There are millions of Valeries in the world &they all live one life.

    "I don't want to play with them anymore, Mom." Valerie tightly wrapped her five year old body within the dusty material of the drapes. "They say, I'm a thief, and I'm dirty." The thickness muffled her voice, but couldn't smother the sound of her weeping. "I never take their things. I wash myself hard, every night, but the color never comes off."

    Jane paused, her motion frozen by the words. Where she was thinking to comfort a little girl suffering from a childhood misunderstanding, she was now lost for words at the implication of what she'd just heard.

    Was she jumping to conclusions? Was it possible that her little girl was facing her first taste of racism? Reaching for the drapes, she was surprised at the frantic struggle from the child. "Honey, come out. Let me talk to you."

    "No, don't touch me. The color will rub off on you. Then your friends won't play with you either."

    "Sweetie, come on out. I don't care about my friends. If they don't want to play with me, I'll find new friends who will. We'll find you new friends."
    Jane reached for the tiny hand clinging to the folds of the drapes, intertwining their fingers. Long, trembling, thin white fingers, squeezed between plump, brown, damp with tears, baby ones. Bending over, she pressed her lips to them. A tradition of comfort, since the day Valerie was adopted and brought into the home. "You are a queen little Val and don't you ever forget that. Anyone who sees you differently is blind, mean and jealous."

    "I'm a queen, Mom?"

    "You will always be a queen. Those little girls are just jealous." She peeked behind the curtain and whispered. "They're too mean to even be princesses." Valerie giggled."And you don't care if I'm dirty?"

    "Only if you're covered in chocolate. Then I'll have to tickle you and lick your face all over."

    Pulling the little girl from her hiding place, Jane tickled her on her tummy, until she fell to the floor and they rolled around laughing joyfully- trying to forget the hurt.


    Valerie Loves to Dance #romance #suspense #comdey #drama @jumpouttheboat

    Sharing snaps from Valerie-Living the Hell Outta Life, by Ey Wade.
    females of all ages, race, and stations in life-
    Each have one main thing in common, their name is, Valerie.
    A little girl who wants to be a super hero,
    An elderly lady mourning the death of Amy Winehouse,
    Friends willing to shoot each other for a chance at a fortune,  and many others, join to share snaps into their lives through a collection of short treasures.


             Valerie Loves to Dance.
    "An Asian girl is ridiculed for her love of dance.
    Valerie loved to dance. It was as ingrained to her as dust spinning in a sandstorm. She would swing her long thin arms in the air as she twirled like the five years of training as a graceful ballerina, could bring her. That is, until she heard them snickering behind her. Saying how she was all coltish with arms the length of her legs which would probably wrap around her neck and kill her.
    The words stopped her cold in her tracks. Placing her hands on her small hips, she turned to look at those critiquing her, and studied their insolent poses with equal derision.
    "For your information, my arms happen to be the perfect size for my body height. Which is a helluva lot more than I can say for the size of your head on your tiny assed body Calhoun or your long assed feet Donny, and I'm not gonna say anything about that hot air balloon Jimmy James uses for a stomach."
    She knew those were fighting words for each of the three boys, but refused to back down. Instead, when they straightened their position to aggressive, hurt male pride; she moved her body from casually dismissive  to a thirteen year old with a black belt and seven years of practice behind her.
    She'd already fought each one of them privately and beat the hell out of them, it would be incomparable to what she would do to them in public. She had no fear, the one thing everyone knew on campus was - Valerie bothered no one and took no mess. Out of pure discrimination for her Asian race, many had tried and each had failed. Fighting and winning was a pride to her, even if it were stereotypical.
    "Are you guys sure you want to do this? I have no problem smacking you around, actually, I'll probably enjoy it." She smiled a little as she secured her waist length black hair into the elastic band taken from her wrist. "It will be like it was the last time. For each of you." The look of ashamed shock that passed between each of the boys, spoke volumes. Neither had told the other she had whooped them before. "Listen, that's in the past and between us. Let's let it go. Y'all go away and let me finish my dance practice or I can kick your asses in front of the entire school."
    Gesturing with her head, she indicated the gathering crowd of students who'd given up their boredom of recess to hopefully watch a fight. "Which will it be?" She looked from one to the other. "You guys should know me by now. We've been in the same school for how many years? Go away and leave me alone."
    For a second she took her eyes off of them and looked around the school ground. It was gorgeous, she liked it there-the majority of the time. Teachers were nice, most of the students were friendly, except the few who always wanted to challenge and be the first to best her. Wasn't going to happen. She absent mindedly waved at one of her friends in the crowd.
    "Okay, so what's it gonna be?” She turned back to face the boys. Not one had moved. None willing to be the first laid out for their friends to laugh at. “Let the little Asian girl beat the life outta your little butts in front of everyone or am I gonna dance?"
    Jimmy James, flopped his fat ass on the ground, huge puffs of dust escaping to the air in a rush for survival.
    "Shit, girl go on and dance. I'm not in a mood for fighting. And just so you know it," He rubbed his stomach. "I'm into weight training, now. One day, you gonna want this body."
    Falling to the ground laughing, his two friends punched and tussled him while she continued dancing. Ignoring them all.

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