Monday, December 19, 2016

MCM (Computer Love) poem

Unlike other bloggers, I don't have a following. I have people who notice my posts every once in a while. If you are one of those people, please share this. The following poem is dedicated to the sexy men everywhere that post up pictures on social media teasing women like me who can't actually have them. 

MCM (Computer Love)
© Lashuntrice

Its computer love
So I log onto my computer every day just to see your face
You’re a man that I can see, but can’t touch
Although you exist, you're a figment of my imagination
Your brown skin and dark eyes that glow from experiences I know nothing about
So when you’re gazing sexily into that camera,
I imagine it’s me
I’ve created a series of moments we’ve had together
Like walks in the park as we hold hands and enjoy a beautiful surrounding
Or dinners at crowded restaurants
There’s a million people around us but all I see is you
Just like sex
If I had my opportunity to be with you, you’d be all I see
And you’d be the only man I’d want to please 

Thursday, December 15, 2016

White Girl (The Netflix Movie) Review

What the Hell did I just watch?

That was my official thought upon finishing this new movie called White Girl starring Morgan Saylor. It's a movie about a college girl who gets lost in the world of the white powder. The white powder is cocaine. She does it for fun, she uses it to make sex with her man (and other men) better, and she tries to sell it to help her man out once the cops lock him up. The problem with selling it is she's also using it, which leads to a bad combination.

Overall that actress played the Hell out of that role. My favorite scene was when her and her drug dealer boyfriend had sex in the taxi.

However, upon finishing it I'm still thinking what the Hell did I just watch. I'll probably watch it two or three more times.

Thursday, December 8, 2016

Will You Marry Me? (Poem & Promotional Video)

Promotional Video # 3 for the book 'This Is For The Lover In You'

Available on Amazon.

Poetry about the woman that is still waiting on the man of her dreams to claim her.

Don't be fooled by the cover. This is not a wedding book. The leading character hasn't walked down the aisle. She's never been proposed to and has barely been in what society would consider a real relationship. She's not even sure what a real relationship would consist of anymore. Instead of meeting the man of her dreams she's met good men that didn't think twice about her, the men willing to play games with her emotions, and at some point she started letting her guard down and letting the crazy experiences into her life.

Shirt: "I'm His Wife But He Doesn't Know It Yet" available on Customized Girl

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

This Is For The Lover In You (Short Video Starring Lashuntrice)

"This is for the lover in you 
No, I mean me
My mind’s going crazy 
I dream about the first time you kissed me
It was supposed to be just a hug 
But it led to more
And afterwards I tried to fuck it up"

Poetry about the woman that is still waiting on the man of her dreams to claim her. 

Don't be fooled by the cover. This is not a wedding book. The leading character hasn't walked down the aisle. She's never been proposed to and has barely been in what society would consider a real relationship. She's not even sure what a real relationship would consist of anymore. Instead of meeting the man of her dreams she's met good men that didn't think twice about her, the men willing to play games with her emotions, and at some point she started letting her guard down so she could allow the experiences in.  

The video below is a look into what the book 'This Is For The Lover In You' is all about. The author Lashuntrice acts out several emotions in the feature poem, titled after the book. Watch the video below and then purchase your copy on Amazon

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Sunday, November 6, 2016

Why I No Longer Want (Unsolicited) Advice On Book Marketing

Purchase Woman Manifested: A Poetic Tale
By Lashuntrice
On Amazon Today 

A long time ago I dreamed of one day becoming a writer. I wanted to learn how to write in as many ways as possible. Just to name a few, there's scripted television writing, newspaper writing,  television news-writing, blogging, and of course book writing. I wanted to be a writer and every writer eventually publishes books that they expect others to read. I was not an exception.

I wanted readers. It's why I always found someone to share whatever I was writing throughout my school years. It's also why I went to college for broadcast journalism, but also took a bunch of literature classes that had nothing to do with my minor in psychology. It's why I spent years blogging on here and thinking I was building of some kind of audience that would purchase books when I was finally ready to publish. 

If you've been following this blog from the beginning there has been a lot of entertainment posts. I've also made posts where I specifically highlighted other people's accomplishments. However, in between talking about celebrity gossip  and cheering someone else on, I made sure to highlight my own poems and short stories. In publishing these stories I've gotten some good feedback. This feedback helped me decide what kind of topics I wanted to focus on once I became that author I always knew I'd become. 

Others knew this time in my life was coming also. They also knew (and still know) that in order for an author to succeed, they have to be willing to purchase that authors book. Well, they also have to be willing to read and talk about the book whether its good or bad. It seems like that concept is understood for everyone, but me. 

Since publishing my first book in March through Createspace, it has received a lot of exposure. I was able to sell some copies, but not a good enough amount for the exposure it has received. Only a few of those people who purchased the book actually took the time to read and leave reviews (whether on social media or Amazon). I'm thankful for them. 

However, I learned a huge lesson this year when it comes to book marketing. I can't take unsolicited advice. One of the advices I was given over and over again was that my first cover of 'Woman Manifested: A Poetic Tale' wasn't good enough. The cover was a photo I took from my personal collection and then spiced up for distribution. There were few problems with it, but it was my start and I loved it. Yet somehow I managed to let others talk me into changing the cover so the book would sell more copies. The book didn't sell more copies though. Instead it decreased in sales and as of now I've seen that second cover (while a nice cover) on another person's book. 

I also had people telling me that I was marketing the book wrong. For some reason, they saw it as a problem that I was marketing the book to my Facebook friends and Twitter followers. There are quite a bit of people on my Facebook friends list that knew about my passion for writing long before Facebook's existence. There are also a lot of people on Twitter who followed me because of this blog. Yet people were telling me that they weren't my audience. My issue is if they're not one of my idols, then why would they even take the time to check out whatever I was writing in the past? 
Purchase This Is For The Lover In You by Lashuntrice on
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The biggest reason I no longer want unsolicited advice is because what works for one person doesn't work for another. My name is Lashuntrice and I'm doing everything to figure out what works for me. I'm not some other author. I don't have the money authors with lots of marketing avenues have. However, I am a damn good writer and I'd rather see purchases than hear whatever people think I'm doing wrong. 

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

"This Is For The Lover In You" Coming Soon

"This Is For The Lover In You" is poetry about her first experiences in crushing on a guy, kissing, being romanced with gifts and nice places, and falling into lust. It also has poems that expresses her frustration with trying to be loved and getting hurt in the process. Preorder "This Is For The Lover In You" on Amazon today.

Monday, September 12, 2016

As Quickly As We Say Her Name, Some Man Expresses His Misogynistic Ways

Say her name; Tiarah Poyau. She was a 22 year old St. John's University student just out for a night of fun at the J'Ouvert festival. Her life ended because she didn't want 20 year old Regenald Moise dancing on her. For almost a week social media has been saying her name and discussing the fragile-ness of the male ego. However, some people missed it. Some black men missed that their fucked up egos were discussed and they are happily showing their ignorance still.

I always try not to be connected with misogynistic men, but sometimes it happens. I really think some of them don't realize they are being misogynists until they are called out. Once they're called out they claim it was just a joke and they don't mean it. This man didn't even act as if the meme was a joke. He just acted confused when I mentioned Tiarah Poyau, who died in the same city he lives in.

This is what his meme said:
"I hate when women get drunk and then don't want to have sex."

Only women commented on his post. Most of them thought it was funny. One woman, other than me, was offended. It been a good hour since I saw his post and AI also removed him from my friends list. He was some random man whose request I accepted but never spoke to me. He didn't really matter, but his attitude toward women matters. Men like him matter because either we women get mad, we laugh it off, or we stay silent. Laughing it off just encourages them to keep being misogynistic and staying silent also encourages them. Getting mad just encourages them to focus on the women who will laugh it off or stay silent.

That sounds like we women are screwed, doesn't it? I don't know what to do anymore. All I can do at this point is pray that I never get put in any bad situations. I have to hope that I never get raped because some man was mad I said no. I have to hope I don't get put in a situation where a man has a weapon. I have to hope that I'm never in a situation where I have to silence myself because a man is mad I said the word no and he keeps pushing the issue. Wait, I have been in that last situation too many times to count, but you get the point.

Sunday, September 11, 2016

Should Bloggers Separate Their Blogs From Their Personal Social Media Pages?

Recently a blogger shared her frustration about not getting a lot of attention on her Facebook blog page. She said the likes and comments were basically non-existent and she didn't know what to do to get the attention of her followers. My suggestion to her was to use her personal page for more views.

The way Facebook works right now you can get more attention through the personal page because it's seen as more personal. If you use your blog page, you need to pay to get more views and pray people actually click the like button and comment when you spend your money. That is unless you're Tyrese or Trina. If you're a celebrity then the views will pour in naturally. However, we blogger need to come up with 10 different ways to get people to pay attention to us. Why not use our personal pages for help?

She was against the idea. Her reason is that she doesn't want to spam the people on her personal page.   It doesn't make sense. If you've been on Facebook since before 2010 your personal page should mostly consistent of family, friends, and associates. Your family is the people who helped shaped you into who you are today. Family members gave you rules growing up, taught you how to use the freedom you had, and made sure to motivate you when you need it. Your friends are the people you grew up with, or just met and made an unbreakable bond. Your associates on your page are people who have stuck around over the years because they've genuinely found you interesting. So why hesitate to share your blog site with them?

Just think about the way we react to celebrities. We don't just want to know when Beyonce is releasing her next album. One of our biggest motivations toward Lemonade was what was going on in Beyonce and Jay-Z's personal life. People harassed Rachel Roy for supposedly being Becky with the good hair. Even without focusing on the drama behind the music, we've cared about Blue Ivy and Solange fighting Jay-Z in an elevator. If we didn't know about these personal aspects of her life, would we really pay attention to her music as much?

And then there's a celebrity like Ciara.There have been so many times where Ciara was big in the public eye, started to fade, and then something in her personal life kept our attention. Maybe it was her and 50 Cent dating, or her and Bow Wow being a couple. It could have also been her and Future getting together, her getting pregnant, them rushing to get engaged, and then him cheating on her before the baby was born. It could also be the public arguments between that two that's been going on ever since Ciara and Russell Wilson because a couple.

The best example might be Kim Kardashian and her sisters. They've built a career on letting us in on their personal lives. If they decided tomorrow to only reveal what they were doing professional, their careers would die.

These are celebrities who can't hide their personal business when promoting their professional lives. Yet, we bloggers hesitate to share our public blog posts on our private pages with people who have known us for a while. We need to change our attitudes and start getting those views from the people who know us better than the strangers whose attention we are trying to get.

Friday, September 9, 2016

Crush On You (Poem)

Sometimes I write sappy love stuff. Actually recently I decided to put together a chapbook of sappy love poems. I might officially publish the book and add it to my collection of books next month. I won't put it up for sale. Instead I'll slowly leak poems from it onto this lovely blog. The following is one of the poems.

I'm trying to go in a different direction with my writing. Instead of writing about infidelity (it was fun writing about something opposite my personality), I'm focusing on love.

Crush On You 

I wanna crush on you right now
Dream of being near your sexy body
Imagine being in your arms
We’re cuddling to the sweet sounds of our breathing
I wanna dream of what you and me would be like
The perfect couple
Or the annoying couple that argues too much
The couple that’s together because they’re afraid of being alone
Or two people who fall out of love as quickly as we got into it
I wanna wait for you to take me out
And say yes to whatever place you choose
I’m interested in your plans
Both career and how romantic you can get
I wanna love you right now
Whatever that is
Love is a different experience for everyone
And I wanna find out what’s it’s like for you

The Ex Addiction?

I'm officially back; kinda, sorta. I'm rusty. Give me a couple of blog posts to officially sound like a good rambler again.

While scrolling through Instagram I stumbled across this article called Is There Such A Thing As An Ex Addiction.

The writer starts it off by talking about how one of his male friends has an ex-girlfriend that he just can't be around, because the site of her reignites the passion he used to feel. He can't go down that road again with her because he's in a relationship with a new woman. The writer then talks about his own experience and how he didn't understand when an ex-girlfriend he still felt cool with started ignoring him. He didn't understand that she still had an attachment to their former relationship that needed to be broken.

I'll admit I have my experience. He's not necessarily an ex. He's just someone I got sexually involved with. I thought he would be like other men; okay sex but opposite enough from me that I wouldn't care when he was gone. That has been my pattern with men. I've only had one male friend that I didn't have to have sex with him to remain friends. For some men if they weren't attracted to me or I said no, they didn't stick around long enough to actually get to know me.

For some reason I was okay with the idea of having sex with this particular guy, even though I knew he was a fuck nigga. Maybe it was because he was a familiar face from my past. He was also like a breath of fresh air. He was fun to talk to compared to my experiences with others since I'd moved back to Houston. Plus he wasn't as crazy as the previous guy that I had gotten involved with.

But whatever the case was I was willing to have casual sex with him. We did it and then went months without seeing or talking to each other gain. I could go in detail about that, but those months don't matter. When I eventually saw him again, something weird happened. I missed him and the sex was better. I wanted more from him, but then how do you ask for more from someone you know you shouldn't be dealing with in the first place?

I decided to really discipline myself. The only way to do it was to stop calling him. It has kind of worked. I can go without speaking to him. The hard part is ignoring his phone calls and saying no when he asks to see me.

Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Question: Are Two People That used To Have Sex Exes?

This particular guy said he wanted to be character in my book, so I'm making him a character on my blog for now. Let's just call him the doctor.

I've only seen the doctor twice. The first time was when my friend was introducing him as her new man. They met in class and started hooking up. As of now they can't remember how long they were together. They claim they were never a couple. They were only having sex. She broke it off with him because she met a new man that wanted to make it official with her. That new man is now her husband. My friend also wants to see me happy in a relationship. We talk about this every time we speak.

In the past my friend has tried to hook me up with a man once. We'll call him the emotional mess. The emotional mess was not in the same city as me. He lived far, was disabled, and my only chance of meeting him was if I traveled to  him. The emotional mess also didn't have a college degree, but that part wasn't that important. I did talk to him on the phone a couple of times. Because I was a writer and kind of good at poetry, I wanted to share that with him. During one conversation I shared a  poem with the emotional mess and he started crying. The emotional mess then told me about all his past emotional problems and how he just wanted to heal from the pain. It was sweet and annoying at the same damn time. I was a good listener and helped him through his issues. Soon after that he met the woman of his dreams and removed me as a Facebook friend. My services were clearly no longer needed.

Other than the emotional mess, my friend and I once shared this joke about me dating one of her exes after she finished with him. I wasn't serious. We'll call him the cheater. While she and the cheater were together, he was creeping with his ex-girlfriend. She found out about his affair after he got his ex-girlfriend pregnant. When she told me about the pregnancy, she asked me if I still wanted the cheater since she was done with him. I absolutely did not.

I guess she forgot that it was supposed to be a joke because she recently tried to hook me up with the doctor. Well, she said the doctor went to her and told her about his interests in me. He doesn't live in Houston, so it would be a long distance relationship. Both her and the doctor explained to me that they never dated. She admitted all they did was have sex and he was good in bed.

But anyway, they claim they never dated. But since they were involved sexually would they make them exes? I say yes. What do you think?

Friday, August 26, 2016

Memories Back Then (Poem)

I couldn't think of a title, so I titled it after T.I.'s song.

I miss you
I really do
Do you remember me?
Are you holding onto the memories
It's really just sexual chemistry
The sexual memories
That keeps me coming back to you
The sex more rough than sensual
The lust clouding my brain
Almost making me forget I don't belong to you
See I'm tryna feel love
And this shit
It ain't real love
The way you disappear after it happens
We stop talking and it feels like a distant memory
Or like something I only imagined
Was it real?
I need you to remind me that it really happened
But you're gone, living a life I'm not a part of
And that's probably my fault
You'll never be the man for me
That's why I need to stop playing myself
But yet I find myself missing you
Missing your voice
Missing your touch
I could go into a deeper description
But it makes it harder to forget you

Friday, August 12, 2016

The Price of Living Goes Up, The Price of Books Goes Down

There's an article online called The Great E-book Pricing Question. It's supposed to give authors and  future authors an idea of how to price their books online, but there is one problem with it. It skips over the part where the price of living has gone up. The price of everything has gone up, while the price of books continues to go down.

Houses have become more expensive. Rent increases every year. The price of fruit in grocery stores compete with the price of chips and other junk foods. Depending on what you like to eat, it sometimes cheaper to eat out than it is to cook. McDonalds no longer has the $1 menu and even at McDonalds you have to pay for water. There's a price on water.

Okay, if housing and food rising in price seems normal, remember the 6 pack underwear in Walmart and Target? Those went from $5 to now $9.99. Why does underwear cost more now? We need underwear. We also need pads, tampons, deodorant, razors (we all shave under our arms at least), and beauty products. However, when we look in the aisles for these things they have competitive prices that seem to get hire as the years go by.

However, when it comes to books the cost has dropped significantly. I remember 15 years ago when my parents would give me a $50 gift card to Borders bookstore (RIP) and I would have to budget. The smaller books were $9.99 at the time and hardback books started at $15. Sometimes I would go a little over budget with only four or five books and sometimes I would walk out with three books.

I'll admit that I don't read as much anymore. I used to be a book harder and take the time out to read every single book. Even during college years I took classes outside of my major that forced me to buy good literary fiction to read. Then I was introduced to real life. In this real life I work a job that feels like it takes up more of my time than it actually does. In real life I've had to deal with stress that buying a good book couldn't get rid of. In real life I've had to figure out how to budget paying bills with having social life and that hasn't left much room to splurge on good reading material. Even with all this real life living, I still buy books and the purchasing prices online have been real disappointing.

Authors have the same bills as everyone else, but if you look on Amazon and Kindle now there are books priced as low as 99 cents and some even free. In these cases if the author isn't a well known author whose name has been talked about in the streets heavily (the streets are Lifetime movies, HBO series, and other major networks), chances are that author isn't making enough to pay a bill.

Wait, this low pricing of books isn't just an attack on authors or good books. It's an attack on reading. How do we as a society let the price of everything else go up without a fight (well we fought for cheap gas prices) but we let the price of reading drop so low it essentially looks unimportant?

P.S. As an author, I judge people who look at book prices as too high.

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

BossLady Jaye~ Pay Per View (Mixtape)

"Pay attention. School's in session. They don't call me Boss for nothing. Let me teach you a lesson."

BossLady Jaye recently dropped her mixtape Pay Per View. Listen below.

The "Good Morning" Text~ Are You Waiting For Yours?

The last time I frequently received a "Good Morning" text from a man was when I was going to clubs on a regular basis.

I was bored. The only other constant activity going on with my schedule was going to work to get the bills paid. I felt old enough not to be under my parents roof anymore, so the consequence was paying for everything on my own. So every couple of weeks I would dress up and go to some club. Sometimes while out enjoying good music I would meet a man that was interested in me. Initially I would think that after asking for my number he would forget about me because most men out partying are drunk. However, it never failed. The next day I would wake up to a "Good Morning" text. After replying we would have a conversation involving getting to know each other a little more. I would continue to wake up to the texts until the particular guy moved on.
via We Heart It

That's always what happens with men that I meet in the club. They do these texts and phone calls where they seem like they are trying to get to know me. They are genuine "good morning" and even "good night" messages sometimes. Then they soon fade away like there was never any connection.

Actually it's not just men in the clubs. Have you ever met a man at the grocery store, while out walking, or even while getting food from a restaurant? They all tend to have the same pattern in the beginning. They start off with these sweet morning messages to you. Well, some of them do. They will text you throughout the day. They'll call you just to hear your voice before you fall asleep.

However, as time goes on you barely hear from them. You check your text messages. You send them texts back. Sometimes you receive an immediate reply and sometimes it takes them days to get back to you. That is not an exaggeration. You check your call log. You call them and they may or may not answer the phone. You check social media and they've been updating a lot. But every man that does this claims he's still interested in you as time goes on. He just uses the excuse that he has a busy schedule.

I'll admit that I'm selfish and when a man is not calling or texting me regularly, the first thing I imagine is he must be entertaining some other woman. I imagine he was never serious in the first place with every sweet word that he said, so I give up on him. Well, before I totally give up on him, I start sending the texts and making the phone calls to just see how he responds and to keep up the routine. After all I'm a woman who needs continual affection, whether it's affection through touch or some quick words.

So my questions to you is are you waiting for you text saying, "Good Morning?" When dating, is it important to hear from the man you're getting to frequently? As time goes on, do you care how much the two of you are speaking?

Maybe I'm wrong, but if I'm dating to get married it seems important to keep the communication going.

Friday, July 22, 2016

It Could Have Been Us, But....

It could have been us taking a walk around the park, talking, laughing and just enjoying each other's company.

We could have met at a restaurant. There's a million of them to choose from in this big city. We could have enjoyed good food and got to know more about each other afterwards.

It could have been as easy meeting at the library, or skating ring, or standing outside in the parking lot for an hour talking because I don't really know you and don't want you in my house. I'm not open enough to hug on everyone I know, so I'm not interested in netflix and chilling with people I still consider strangers. That shouldn't be hard to understand.

However, it is because as quickly as a date was planned, you got lazy and ran. You could have at least cancelled, but that was also too hard for you to do.

Ugh! I know this routine. You don't bring up the date you asked to go on, stop reaching out to me for a little while, and then one day speak to me again hoping I forgot about your previous bullshit move. You get confused when I say no, but your confusion doesn't matter. I'm just not interested anymore.

This is a true story from a woman manifested. It also a routine I'm too familiar with. I don't understand why men do this, but then think I'm supposed to pretend that they haven't already hurt my feelings once before with this damn game.

I go more into detail with difficulties of dating in my book Woman Manifested, which is available on Amazon. Purchase your copy today.

Thursday, July 21, 2016

Adina Howard~ Resurrection (Album Preview)

In 2015 Adina Howard released a brand new song, Bad 4 Me, for us to jam too. Now she's ready to give us a full album.

The album is called Resurrection and it's sure to make you dance and sing along.  It also makes you want to get it on your significant other.

It has been a while since we've received the gift of a full album for Adina Howard, so she's showing off her skills in songs like Nasty. In Nasty, Adina Howard updates her 90's hit song Freak Like Me and also does a Juvenile flow.

Listen to the snippets of the songs over on soundcloud.

Wednesday, July 20, 2016

I Wanna Fall In Love (Poem)

I Wanna Fall In Love 
By Lashuntrice

I wanna fall in love with him
His brown eyes
They shine bright from life’s pleasure and pain
I wanna know the thoughts in his mind
What troubles he’s been through
Past girlfriends, any stalkers
The kinds of friends he hangs with
Do they motivate him?
I want to know what success looks like for him
Because maybe that’s what we have in common
I wanna open up to him
Tell him obvious things about me
And let him in on secrets know one else know
I wanna combine my body with his
Admire his physique from head to toe
Feel on his perfect chest because clearly he works out
See what he feels like between my legs
I wanna go all the way with him
But I’m scared
Because you see game recognizes game

And I already know if I mess with him I will get played

WCW (Poem)

By Lashuntrice

I’m not your WCW
You don’t have to let me know
I can tell by your lack of phone calls
And by your lack of mentioning me on social media

I know that I’m not your WCE
You don’t have to remind me
It was just sexual attraction
It led to a beautiful moment in time
I remember
But you’ve forgotten

I’m not the woman you crush on
You talk about her all the time
Not afraid to brag in front of your friends
Not afraid to make her your Facebook profile pic
She’s taller than me
Bigger boobs and her ass is big just like you like it

I know I’m not your type
That’s why I’m letting you go
Even though you’ve already moved on