Monday, February 16, 2015

To Dance with Ugly People by Lorene Stunson Hill - Guest Post


This book has a four star average rating on Amazon. I originally posted this April, 2014 for Lorene Stunson Hill and needed updating do to new links with a new publisher.  

Book Excerpt:







To Whom It May Concern:

Big Mama had lovely soft skin, like silk.  I would crawl into her lap, when she allowed, my cheek pillowed on her breast.  It was like sinking into a comfortable sofa.  I would lay still against her, because if I squirmed too much, she would put me down off her lap.  I loved caressing her fleshy arms, rubbing her plump belly with my fingertips as I dozed off. I heard people say she looked white.  My skin was as white as Big Mama’s.  If there was anything in my life I was sure of, we were not white.  Black people were referred to as Negro, colored or worse, but we were not white.  I didn’t understand how significant that was; how tormented my own life would be, until I started school.

Big Mama said she and her second husband, a stout man as black as shoe polish (Mama’s Daddy) were run out of Alabama because white people felt she looked too white, like an interracial couple.  Big Mama’s first husband, hung by an angry mob, was something Big Mama would not discuss.  She said after she and her second husband settled in Detroit, he vanished - my Mama was a babe in arms.  She said she wasn’t surprised.  When she married him, it had mostly been a “longing.”  A kind of possession that did nothing to relieve the troubles they were having.  She already had six children and then four more for him. 

Big Mama’s mother was half black and half white, married to a half black and half white man.  She felt my knowing our heritage was important. My great great-grandfather was a white plantation owner, who had lived in a beautiful white mansion.  He owned my great-great grandmother who slaved in her master’s kitchen, but went home, at night, to an old ugly run down shanty to join her husband and children.  Her master would visit the shanty to lay with her while her husband stood by helpless, a vile act, nearly driving him out of his mind.  Big Mama said the reverend would have to chase him down the dirt road and hold him.  One day they found him hanging from a tree, his mother never speaking another word.  I saw an old, fragile, yellowing picture of him, my great-great- grandfather, once.  I was too young then to understand slavery. He has been just a very tall, slender and mean looking white man to me.

I didn’t care if my Big Mama looked white, she was always very beautiful to me.  My Mama, if it wasn’t for the fact that she wore Big Mama’s eyes and high cheekbones, you wouldn’t think she was Big Mama’s daughter.  But, she was Big Mama’s baby girl, the youngest child and only daughter out of her ten children.  Big Mama is so large and Mama so small was why we called my grandmother Big Mama.  My uncles called Mama “Little Mama.”  I rarely saw my uncles, most of them lived out of state.  They would surprise us and come to town.  I’d hear a knock at the door, open it and happily jump into their arms.

Book Description:  New Adult, Best Seller African American Women's Fiction, Romantic Roller Coaster
 “To Dance with Ugly People," tells the harrowing story of Dani Ransom's travels down several dark paths.  She experiences the ravages of drug abuse, suffers psychological cruelty, and the fanatical abusive love of her husband Dane.  Experience Dani Ransom “Living on the Edge.” Understand the narcissist hold of Dane on Dani.   Witness the chaos of Dani Ransom’s mind.  Troubled by man versus women, she makes many wrong decisions.   Exhausted by the collapse of every aspect of her life, can she save herself and overcome the shadows of darkness that follows her?  Once divorced, she finally finds the love of her life, her greatest muse, an older man, Chance Wiley, but even when she strives to travel the right path, fate steps in.  Haunted by her own personal ghosts she can't live life to its fullest.  Is fate everywhere we are, involved in everything we do and not just the end result?  What do you think? 
About the Author:

:  Lorene Stunson Hill is a new aspiring author from Florida, USA.  Her first fiction novel, an E-book is titled; "To Dance with Ugly People," and is now available in Paperback.  Lorene was born in St. Louis, Missouri but grew up in Detroit, Michigan then moved to Central Florida. Her life was not as she would have wished it to be; one of ease and luxury.  In fact, the opposite was true.  She wished to make it more than it was and tell her impressions in a story, warts and all, to help others and help bring forth something good out of misery.  Family experiences are universal.  Lorene drew from the wealth of experiences placed in her path to create, "To Dance with Ugly People.”  Along that path she completed Creative Writing Courses at the University of Central Florida under the esteemed guidance of Professor Wyatt, Wyatt, who taught her that, if you want to write you cannot be a coward.  Lorene was never a coward.

Websites:
For a signed copy of, "To Dance with Ugly People," visit
 http://www.lockpublishing.com/lorene.html and purchase your copy.  I will sign and mail to you personally!





About Lorene Stunson Hill

 

Lorene Stunson Hill is a new aspiring author from Florida, USA.  Her first fiction novel, an E-book is titled; “To Dance with Ugly People,” and is now available in Paperback.  Lorene was born in St. Louis, Missouri but grew up in Detroit, Michigan then moved to Central Florida. Her life was not as she would have wished it to be; one of ease and luxury.  In fact, the opposite was true.  She wished to make it more than it was and tell her impressions in a story, warts and all, to help others and help bring forth something good out of misery.  Family experiences are universal.  Lorene drew from the wealth of experiences placed in her path to create, “To Dance with Ugly People.”  Along that path she completed Creative Writing Courses at the University of Central Florida under the esteemed guidance of Professor Wyatt, Wyatt, who taught her that, if you want to write you cannot be a coward.  Lorene was never a coward.

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