The Watch List: Up-n-Coming Authors: Deanne Smith .
Seems though nowadays that Boston is not only known because of it’s delicious Boston Creme Pie delights, and singing sensation New Edition. On the contrary it appears that an Urban Fiction uprising is beginning to take place; a new Boston Revolution so to speak which is being led by non other than Deanne Smith who is blazing up the scene like a fire breathing dragon telling her no-holds-barred penned story; Acid Connections which is primarily based on her real life experiences which she entails through her own personal struggles.
Having spoke with her on numerous occasions I truly was fascinated by her life tales. Over the phone she candidly shared her life struggles from her innocence, to her downright spiraling travesty which she succumbed to, stemming from having a loving heart for the wrong man.
Nevertheless, I had the privilege of reading a few chapters of her her all-telling novel which I enjoyed immensely, and am looking forward to reading the rest. I must also add that meeting such a strong woman who is full of wisdom, faith, and lot’s of love was an honor and a pleasure. And without further adieu I introduce to you, Authoress Deanne Smith.
Acid Connections Book Trailer
Tina Turner Move over! Authoress Deanne Smith has a hellifying story to tell. There’s certainly no Ike beat Deanne going on up in here biatches!!!
DionCheese.Com: Tell me, what is the story behind your story?
DC: Are you self-published are signed? Why did you choose the specific route?
DC: How can people contact you, and what are you immediate future plans alongside of your long term goals?
Bonus Question: I truly find that aside from the Boston Massacre which was a horrific event that there is a second horrific event as well that has caused countless deaths across America and elsewhere around the world and that you my dear are a co-conspirator thereof. Putting this out there, my question is: Boston Crème doughnuts are extremely delicious and fattening. I eat about at least a dozen per week. Do you feel that your city is responsible for the many massively, enjoyable, yet deadly heart attacks induced by this irresistible treat?
A sparkling diamond in the rough terrain of an urban life, author Deanne Smith’s childhood was as dramatic as her book, Acid Connections. Born to a Master’s Degree holding mother, whose own personal lifelong battles crippled her relationship for decades with her daughter, and a workaholic father who did everything to spoil and provide for his daughter financially, but failed to meet her emotional needs, Deanne may have been destined for failure. Miraculously, in stepped one woman – Deanne’s paternal grandmother –whose faith in Deanne sparked an undying flame and passion for life. It was because of her grandmother that Deanne grew up to a successful life — a far cry from what she was destined for. NaNa nurtured and raised her to not take “no” for an answer and to always press on with her dreams.
Throughout her childhood, Deanne used writing as an escape from the hardships of her life, but eventually her writing became a tool to realizing her dreams. “Writing is my passion, my peace of mind and what soothes my soul,” she confessed to a friend. Her love of Urban Fiction and a deep desire to write led her to author Acid Connections.
Deanne is the proud mother of two sons – Dylan and Ej. She basks in the joy of motherhood and takes great pride in being a parent attuned to the needs of her children. Deanne’s personal and professional successes include earning a Bachelor’s Degree in Criminal Justice from Savannah State University in Savannah, GA, being born again and developing future legacies through her sons Dylan and Ej. Her proud determination is a testament to Deanne’s inner strength and power.
Deanne currently resides in her birth city of Boston, Massachusetts, where she keeps busy raising her children, working, and writing. Acid Connections is the first book in a planned trilogy.
The Book: Acid Connections
Walking to the largest tank, Tavares was glad that she was just about done. She stopped in her tracks, blinking twice. She thought she had lost her mind. “We have to stop meeting like this,” the man said, looking at Apple and thinking he wasn’t happy to be seeing her like this, but he was still happy to have bumped into her again.
“You kill me,” Dollar laughed in a confident tone. “Your husband? Yeah, he’s your husband, but he’s everyone else’s man,” she laughed. “Only difference is you got a ring, but he’s slinging dick and dollars all across town,” Dollar taunted.
This morning was some fucking bullshit and it makes me say to you, where’s the limit? The bitches, your baby’s mother drama, you in the streets, late nights, the drugs, just all of it is too much. Just tell me why you would do something so reckless as to shoot someone out of a car and then give me the car?
Seconds later, Tavares heard a loud scream. Quickly turning around, she saw the cakes go flying in the air and off the table that was being pushed between her and Shaunda. Shaunda snatched a knife off the cake table and was storming directly toward her with it.