Nakia R. Laushaul's Blog

Lord knows I respect and love Whoopi Goldberg's talent and hustle. She is the reason I'm still watching The View on ABC, to support her efforts. However, her statement on, The View this morning was out of touch with the real reality for the majority of black writers. "If you want to see more black movies out there, black writers write some stuff..."









So, it's that easy...right? Well, WE

I love books. I love writing. I love chocolate. I love this and I love that! To celebrate the release of my new novel, LOCKED IN PURGATORY, I'm giving away some of my FAVORITE THINGS for the next 7 days. YES! 7 DAYS OF REALLY COOL STUFF is on the table. I've put together a few fun & super easy challenges and all you have to do is complete them and WIN. Well, unfortunately everybody won't win,

I love books. I love writing. I love chocolate. I love this and I love that! To celebrate the release of my new novel, LOCKED IN PURGATORY, I'm giving away some of my FAVORITE THINGS for the next 7 days. YES! 7 DAYS OF REALLY COOL STUFF is on the table. I've put together a few fun & super easy challenges and all you have to do is complete them and WIN. Well, unfortunately everybody won't win,

LOCKED IN PURGATORY
A novel by Nakia R. Laushaul


A wise man leads his family by example.



AFTER TEN LONG YEARS LEFT TO ROT IN A NURSING HOME, LUTHER
BENNETT is plum sick of this life. Paralyzed from the waist down after
experiencing a series of strokes, the man who once held power, wealth and
prestige in the palm of his hands, now has nothing at all except for disturbing
memories of his

For days now I have felt this yearning…this longing to write something. Something of consequence, something that would release this aching that has developed in the center of my chest…in the only physical manifestation of my soul…my heart. Sometimes I so badly want to spill, purge, completely empty myself in the hopes that I can be free. These things that wade in the pool of my mind are things

For days now I have felt this yearning…this longing to write something. Something of consequence, something that would release this aching that has developed in the center of my chest…in the only physical manifestation of my soul…my heart. Sometimes I so badly want to spill, purge, completely empty myself in the hopes that I can be free. These things that wade in the pool of my mind are things

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Friday, October 18, 2013 musing...




I don’t like chaos. I don’t like crowds because I don’t like
fighting blindly for a spot no one owns. I don’t like hurt feelings or dissension so
sometimes I just walk away before I can do unto others worse than they have done to me.
I don’t like being afraid but I love to be alone which is where fear usually looks
for me. I don’t like being fake but I

A wise man leads his home by example.



LUTHER



   “Come on, Marian, if this was
Woody, would you want me to miss his graduation?

    She rolled her eyes and pursed her
lips together. I walked into the bathroom and washed my face. I also gargled
with a little mouthwash to rinse the bitter taste of bourbon out of my mouth.

    “I’m sorry for getting mad, Luther.
You’re right.” Marian