Flash Fiction: The New Guy

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The New Guy

By Sean C. Wright Neeley   

I noticed him immediately. He arrived here too soon, but they say the higher power knows best.

He was beautiful in varying shades of purple – violet, amethyst, and lavender.

He was diminutive, but fit.

He had flawless caramel skin and large, hazel eyes. The eyes had it. They were intense with a mystery I never wanted to solve. He had a beauty mark on his left cheek – the period at the end of a sexy poem.

I knew of him before he came here, but he knew nothing of me. I decided that I would go talk to him on a day that he looked especially stunning with the clouds swirling around him in all his purple glory. His guitar hung casually from his shoulder.

“Hello.”

“Hello.” His voice was especially deep; nothing like the falsetto I had often heard in song before.

“I’m Laura…”

“Prince,” he said with a shy smile.

“I know who you are. I-I was listening to your Sign O’ the Times album when the drunk driver struck my car. I only got to hear two songs. I was wondering if…uh.”

“You’ve been here since 1987?”

“Yessir.”

He smiled his cat-ate-the-canary smile, and put his guitar into playing position. “Say no more, Laura.” He performed his whole album for me. And all the angels gathered around to hear the small, beautiful man in purple play his guitar.

This short story is a tribute to one of the most prolific entertainers who ever lived: Prince Rogers Nelson (1958-2016). He was one of my favorite musicians, and his untimely death left me flabbergasted. He would have been 62 this month. Here’s my goodbye letter to Prince, as well. https://seanarchy.wordpress.com/2020/04/21/goodbye-prince-2/

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I’m pleased to announce the release of my 8th book, Skoll’s Diary.

Africans and African Americans left Earth in 1900, and went to another planet in The Milky Way to escape mistreatment…

It’s now the year 3005 on that terraformed planet. We get a peek into the life of a bright and sensitive teenaged boy, Skoll, through his journal. He loves his world, but is curious about life on Earth. Then suddenly, an epic event casts him in the middle of a difficult decision.  The fate of the planet’s community is in his hands.

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Book Recommendation: Skoll’s Diary

All this recent racial tension is salt in the wound that was already opened with the pandemic. I predicted that things would get this bad in 2016. Anyway, I wrote about a social experiment for my people, last year when things were relatively, normal: how would things look for Africans and African Americans, untouched by colonization and racism on another plant in the Milky Way? Give my science fiction novel, Skoll’s Diary, a read, and let’s talk about it. It’s available in ebook and paperback form.

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Title/Genre: Skoll’s Diary/Science Fiction

Plot: Africans and African Americans left Earth in 1900, and went to another planet in The Milky Way to escape mistreatment…It’s now the year 3005 on that terraformed planet. We get a peek into the life of a bright and sensitive teenaged boy, Skoll, through his journal. He loves his world, but is curious about life on Earth. Then suddenly, an epic event casts him in the middle of a difficult decision. The fate of the planet’s community is in his hands.

Length: 142 pages

Year published: 2019

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Book Recommendation: Honey Riley

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The Knowing came that Indian summer. Honey’s head ached and her limbs tingled. . . Honey Riley, born of violence, inherits the precious gift of clairvoyance. Her extraordinary talent keeps others from harm, but can’t protect her or the ones she loves from tragedy. Even though her heroic life often smacks of pain, Honey unselfishly remains loyal to her sixth sense in her 75-year journey. . .

Title: Honey Riley

Author: Sean C. Wright

Genre: Fiction/Supernatural novella

Length: 84 pages

Get the book here.

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I’m pleased to announce the release of my 8th book, Skoll’s Diary.

Africans and African Americans left Earth in 1900, and went to another planet in The Milky Way to escape mistreatment…

It’s now the year 3005 on that terraformed planet. We get a peek into the life of a bright and sensitive teenaged boy, Skoll, through his journal. He loves his world, but is curious about life on Earth. Then suddenly, an epic event casts him in the middle of a difficult decision.  The fate of the planet’s community is in his hands.

Get the book here. I’d appreciate your leaving a review if you read it. Thanks in advance!

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Flash Fiction: The Secrets of Aquamarine Bay

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The Secrets of Aquamarine Bay

By Sean C. Wright-Neeley

“Come closer, dear. I want to tell you something,” Azul said weakly. She lay on a bed of kelp with her long hair fanned around her. It was cerulean with equal parts gray.

Coral complied, sitting at her grandmother’s bedside with misty eyes. She had Azul’s indomitable spirit and her cyan hair, but hers was cut with sea foam highlights. Coral took her grandmother’s hand, and listened.

70 Years Ago

 “I’m telling you, father, they exist,” Azul insisted over lobster dinner one night.

“You may be right, my dear scallop,” he remarked, “but stating that outside our home will get you jailed.”

Her mother had only chewed nervously, and offered her more lobster and stuffed crab.

Azul would never dare tell her family what she had found on her after-school excursions, in the forbidden area. Vessel wreckage, coins, jewelry, and even skeletons.

It was a beautiful day the first time Azul did the unthinkable. She emerged from the surface, and looked around. The unexpected weight of the air was a shock, but she found it delicious to feel the sun on her face. Gulls cawed above her head. She smiled up at them, and slipped back below. It was like a drug. Azul found herself going to the surface at least twice a week; sometimes for seconds, sometimes for minutes. A secret she locked up in her three hearts that beat with defiance behind her ropes of starfish, pearls, and seashells.

One day, Azul said goodnight to her family around dusk, feigning illness. As soon as she was able, she slipped away, resolving to watch the sun set above the surface. Azul found a flat, sound rock, and slipped onto it. It was as beautiful as she had imagined. The sun looked like a vast, neon ball on the horizon. The sky turned lavender, and soon salted with intermittent twinkles. The peace was arresting, and Azul sang softly to herself, under her breath. She upturned her face to get the balmy breeze’s full effect. She didn’t notice what came next until it was too late.

A ship.

It was so close that Azul could hear the breeze, socking its sails. Transfixed, she watched as a shadowy figure turned in her direction, and put a pair of cylindrical devices up to its eyes. Something told her to hide her face behind the curtain of her blue, waist-length hair, but Azul still couldn’t move. She was as curious about the creature, as it was about her. She squinted into the failing sunlight. A human. It had male energy. Her loins stirred. The figure dropped the looking device, and continued to stare in her direction. His mannerisms suggested mutual shock and fascination – even from afar. He took something off his head, ran his hands through his hair, and must have called to someone else on the vessel to come look through the device because someone else appeared, and took them. Azul got her wits about her before the other male human could fully get the device to his eyes, and slipped off the rock. She swam away as fast as her caudal fin could carry her. Her green blood, pulsing in her ears…

“Humans do exist, child. I saw two when I was about your age with my own eyes. Don’t tell anyone about this, or they will put you away. But I encourage you to think for yourself. That’s all, dear. And promise you’ll bury me in my necklaces…”

Coral patted her grandmother’s gnarled hand, musing. Was this true, or was it elderly dementia? But Azul had sounded so lucid, and had never lied to her before. “I promise, grandma,” was all Coral could say.

*****

An old sailor lay on his deathbed on dry land. After he asked for water, he spoke to his son in a hoarse whisper. “I have to tell you something I never told anyone, son. I saw a mermaid once at Aquamarine Bay when I was in the navy…”

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I’m pleased to announce the release of my 8th book, Skoll’s Diary.

Africans and African Americans left Earth in 1900, and went to another planet in The Milky Way to escape mistreatment…

It’s now the year 3005 on that terraformed planet. We get a peek into the life of a bright and sensitive teenaged boy, Skoll, through his journal. He loves his world, but is curious about life on Earth. Then suddenly, an epic event casts him in the middle of a difficult decision.  The fate of the planet’s community is in his hands.

Get the book here. I’d appreciate your leaving a review if you read it. Thanks in advance!

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Book Recommendation: A Gathering of Butterflies

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Title: A Gathering of Butterflies

Author: Sean C. Wright

Genre: Short stories

Length: 121

Only $2.99 in ebook form. Get the book here.

4 tales of steely but vulnerable women of color will melt your heart while lifting your spirits…

A fierce grandmother keeps her grandson from the clutches of Old Scratch in Devil Does Dallas.

An alien abduction transforms a large, miserable woman in Hazel Hogan.

A country girl meets a city girl on her birthday, and struggles to decide if the girl’s heart is dark or light in Bubble Bath Twelve.

And methodical Genie forms an unlikely relationship in Heaven’s Halfway House while in a coma.

FREE Short Stories for You!

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I think we can all use a little cheering up, these days. If you’re home on quarantine, here’s something entertaining to read. If you’re not, here’s a freebie short story collection to brighten your day, no matter what. Simply click here.

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I’m pleased to announce the release of my 8th book, Skoll’s Diary.

Africans and African Americans left Earth in 1900, and went to another planet in The Milky Way to escape mistreatment…

It’s now the year 3005 on that terraformed planet. We get a peek into the life of a bright and sensitive teenaged boy, Skoll, through his journal. He loves his world, but is curious about life on Earth. Then suddenly, an epic event casts him in the middle of a difficult decision.  The fate of the planet’s community is in his hands.

Get the book here. I’d appreciate your leaving a review if you read it. Thanks in advance!

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Honey Riley: A Clairvoyant Tale

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Want a book about a strong female protagonist for Women’s History Month? May I suggest the novella, Honey Riley.

The Knowing came that Indian summer. Honey’s head ached and her limbs tingled. . .

Honey Riley, born of violence, inherits the precious gift of clairvoyance. Her extraordinary talent keeps others from harm, but can’t protect her or the ones she loves from tragedy. Even though her heroic life often smacks of pain, Honey unselfishly remains loyal to her sixth sense in her 75-year journey. . .

4/5 stars. Get the book here.

 

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I’m pleased to announce the release of my 8th book, Skoll’s Diary.

Africans and African Americans left Earth in 1900, and went to another planet in The Milky Way to escape mistreatment…

It’s now the year 3005 on that terraformed planet. We get a peek into the life of a bright and sensitive teenaged boy, Skoll, through his journal. He loves his world, but is curious about life on Earth. Then suddenly, an epic event casts him in the middle of a difficult decision.  The fate of the planet’s community is in his hands.

Get the book here. I’d appreciate your leaving a review if you read it. Thanks in advance!

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Black History Month Book Spotlight: Waiting to Exhale

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Written by Terry McMillan, Waiting to Exhale chronicles the lives of 4 single black women who are looking for love in all the wrong places. You will laugh, cry, and cheer, as the quartet goes through a journey of self-discovery.

Get the book here.

The film made from this book is good too. Other phenomenal books of Ms. McMillan’s are Mama and A Day Late & a Dollar Short. Check them out, as well.

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I’m pleased to announce the release of my 8th book, Skoll’s Diary.

Africans and African Americans left Earth in 1900, and went to another planet in The Milky Way to escape mistreatment…

It’s now the year 3005 on that terraformed planet. We get a peek into the life of a bright and sensitive teenaged boy, Skoll, through his journal. He loves his world, but is curious about life on Earth. Then suddenly, an epic event casts him in the middle of a difficult decision.  The fate of the planet’s community is in his hands.

Get the book here. I’d appreciate your leaving a review if you read it. Thanks in advance!

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Flash Fiction: Tea with Mama

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Tea with Mama

By Sean C. Wright-Neeley

It was always at about 2am in her dreams. The setting was always a Victorian tea room. Candelabra Jones entered the exquisite salon through a door from nowhere, glanced down at her tulle, floor-length gown, and made her way to the table. A huge bouquet of scarlet cabbage roses was the centerpiece, and a filigree tea service sat off to one side. Whoever created this dream setting thought of every detail. Candy could even smell the hot tea. The room also had undertones of vanilla. She folded her hands on the table, waiting for her mother.

Mama entered, right on cue in a flurry of orange and black. Her favorite holiday had been Halloween. She and Candy dressed up as famous black characters, every year. Mama had been Tina Turner one year; Candy, a Supreme. They had been Harriet Tubman, Rosa Parks, Michelle Obama. Mama was fun, but firm in her guidance. She missed this woman who had birthed her, so dearly; a chocolate-skinned woman with a beautiful smile. The cancer had taken Candy’s mother in cruel, cumulative strokes. First the lungs. Then the bones.

“Mama!” Candy exclaimed when her mother sat at the ornate table.

“Hello, child!” she said, “It has been a while. What seems to be the problem?” These dreams were always therapeutic.

“Everything,” Candy replied, throwing up her hands.

“Now, baby. Every bad time ends,” she replied, pouring tea for two.

“I mean it, Mama. Things are bad. Robert and I are divorcing. I can’t deal with this without you.”

“You can. I raised you to be tough.” Her mother took a sip of her tea.

“Mama. I-I want to be with you. I seriously can’t do this.”

Her mother put down her teacup, and looked at her daughter with raised eyebrows.

“Don’t even think such a thing! It’s not time for you to come to my side yet.” She picked up her teacup, and took another sip before speaking. “Candy, I named you Candelabra because I knew you were something grand that lit up the room. You’ll get through this. I promise.”

The tears came. “But Mama, even the strongest of people need their mothers sometimes.”

Candy’s mother put down her teacup, and looked at her with soft eyes.

“You’re right. Tell you what. I’ll visit you outside of here, too, when things get rough. Don’t worry: I won’t be a ghost or anything.”

“How will I know it’s you, Mama?” Candy sniffled.

Her mother reached across the table, and lifted Candy’s chin. “I’ll be wearing orange and black. Now drink your tea. We don’t have much time.”

Candy woke up when she was halfway through her cup of cinnamon Earl Grey with her mother.

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Candelabra Jones twisted her braids into a loose bun on top of her head, put on a sweat suit, and left her small apartment she had gotten since the separation. The morning wind was insistent. The sky was turquoise. The temperature was a biting forty-something degrees. Candy had walked two blocks when she stopped to retie her tennis shoe. Halfway through the motion, a monarch butterfly landed on her arm. She immediately felt warmth and strength rush through every artery. The gorgeous, painted creature seemed to sense it, for it clasped and spread its wings twice.

“Mama?” Candy whispered, transfixed. The orange and black insect fluttered away. Candelabra Jones stood up, and looked after it with misty eyes until she couldn’t see it anymore.

For more flash fiction by Sean C. Wright-Neeley, click here.

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I’m pleased to announce the release of my 8th book, Skoll’s Diary.

Africans and African Americans left Earth in 1900, and went to another planet in The Milky Way to escape mistreatment…

It’s now the year 3005 on that terraformed planet. We get a peek into the life of a bright and sensitive teenaged boy, Skoll, through his journal. He loves his world, but is curious about life on Earth. Then suddenly, an epic event casts him in the middle of a difficult decision.  The fate of the planet’s community is in his hands.

Get the book here. I’d appreciate your leaving a review if you read it. Thanks in advance!

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The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison

I am showcasing books by prominent black authors for Black History Month. Today’s feature is one of my absolute favorite books, The Bluest Eye, by Toni Morrison. Ms. Morrison passed last year. It was hard because she made me want to be a writer.

Here is my copy of her book, I got at 13. I know what you’re thinking: why don’t you get a new copy? The answer is simple. I don’t want a new copy.

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But I encourage you to get your new copy. The Bluest Eye was Toni’s first novel. It’s about an African American girl who longs for blue eyes, hoping it will ease her domestic hell. It’s painful, tender, and morose. Ms. Morrison tells the tale, like one long poem. Her prose is deep, shiny, and mentally sticky.

Please let me know how you like it, if you read it. Get the book here.

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I’m pleased to announce the release of my 8th book, Skoll’s Diary.

Africans and African Americans left Earth in 1900, and went to another planet in The Milky Way to escape mistreatment…

It’s now the year 3005 on that terraformed planet. We get a peek into the life of a bright and sensitive teenaged boy, Skoll, through his journal. He loves his world, but is curious about life on Earth. Then suddenly, an epic event casts him in the middle of a difficult decision.  The fate of the planet’s community is in his hands.

Get the book here. I’d appreciate your leaving a review if you read it. Thanks in advance!

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