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Voting Booth After Dark: Despicable, Embarrassing, Repulsive (Book)

Voting Booth After Dark: Despicable, Embarrassing, Repulsive (Book)
A Book by Vanessa Libertad Garcia

The Voting Booth After Dark: Despicable, Embarrassing, Repulsive

The Voting Booth After Dark: Despicable, Embarrassing, Repulsive (2009) is a collection of short stories and poems interwoven into a gripping narrative that follows a group of gay & lesbian Latino club kids during the course of the 2008 presidential elections. As they plunge deep into the agonizing lows of anxiety and addiction, we see how they affect and are affected by the national politics happening around them.

The 92-page book has garnered many laudable reviews. It is currently available for purchase online at numerous well-known and independent sites such as Amazon.com, Barnes&Noble.com and GiovannisRoom.com.Excerpts: Mourning, Need

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Mystery Writers / Shifting Sands

I have been an indie writer and blogger for about 10 years, now. Over the years I have made alliances, friendships, and connections with a lot of people.

I got very serious about writing in 2004. That was the year that My Secret Obsession made her debut on the internet, and over the last seven years, she has grown to astounding proportions and enjoys a remarkable amount of traffic. I think the biggest month ever was this February 2011, when we got 1,669,000 hits.

Occasionally, I will have a writer to get in contact with me with a very good piece of work that they are afraid to publish. The work is usually of extreme sexual subject matter.

I collaborate with some writers, as some of you may know. But- this is different.

For instance- I am working right now with . . . someone. I do not know for certain if this artist / writer is actually a woman, but whoever it is claims to be a woman. I have received at least 100 photographs that prove this artist to be quite accomplished, and the work is unlike anything that I have ever seen before. It is startling, kinky, and wrong . . . but soooo exciting.

And the manuscript that I have been sent to edit is VERY good! It explores dick abuse and the psychology behind it in a very matter of fact way, and then goes on to a surprising end.

The person that wrote this story is obviously very intelligent, talented and promises to send another book soon.

I keep trying to tell this person that I need to be able to send royalties, and that marketing must be done.

It is being left up to me.

This is not the first time this has happened to me. The author of Secretly Bound, by the Mysterious Jade, also sought my help in editing and mentorship. Now we love each other dearly, and she has taken ownership of her book and is in a relationship with the rock star, Jamie Nova, of WitchBurn. She has made many impressive contacts, and in return has helped ME.

The novel that I am currently working on should be out by the end of August. The pen name for the author is simply, Clara. She (or he) claims to live in Australia, but there is a German influence over the humor and terminology used in this story. The name of the novel is, Shifting Sands.

I am almost finished editing and will be submitting this 46,500 word novel to SmashWords, and maybe to Lulu.com if they agree to my terms. They usually do.

So this is what I have been doing instead of Tweeting. I hope you enjoy this mysterious novel.

I would also love to hear speculations of it's origins.

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Kat the Texas Tornado , by Blue Sleighty. Now available at Smashwords in Kindle, Sony and iBook formats and more.



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The Tracks

The Tracks, by Blue Sleighty

Chapter One
Maureen

Blood streamed from the new hole where Jay had forced the dull, spurred point of what should have been a disposable syringe into the frequently tapped vein in the pit of his elbow. When he pushed the worn and dulled point through the scar tissue that had developed over the years of violation it had endured from his constant need to feed his soul the life sustenance he had grown to worship, he and the nameless random woman who was laying near enough to him when he delivered his dose could actually hear the crackling, ripping sound of the pencil lead sharp needle tearing through the thick calloused fiber of his being. And then, temporarily, all was good.

He could have gotten a new syringe. But, aside from being lazy- he didn’t want to share his drugs. Jay had found that most women would rather not shove a nail up their arm to get high. And- if they didn’t mind doing it- Jay found new company. He didn’t share dope with his female companions unless they bought it in the first place or they had an income. The women he met rarely had much in the way of initiative or life management skills. These were the ones that clamored around Jay, wanting him to love them at any cost. Jay preferred the weak, emotionally disturbed ones.

Jay was a very handsome and talented entertainer. When he was in high school, he wanted to be Elvis. Maureen dyed Jay’s hair ‘midnight blue’. She wanted him to be Elvis, too. He was a very good guitarist, and singer and he worked hard in his teen years, practicing every day with the other boys that he knew who shared similar dreams. He had taken drama courses throughout his academic years and had become a very good actor, speaker, musician, liar, exhibitionist and womanizer even before he graduated from high school.

The Vietnam War era found Jay coerced into joining the Marines. However when the completion of boot camp saw him faced with being shipped overseas to actually see combat, he decided it really was NOT for him. On the day Jay was to be shipped out, his weeping mother kept him company at the airport awaiting his flight out. Jay slipped into the men’s room as he and his mother, Maureen had planned and cut both of his wrists with the government issue knife he wore per regulation on his belt. The cowardly faked suicide attempt earned him a dishonorable discharge and a rather negative psychological evaluation. As his momma’s only son, however, he remained free from duty and was not incarcerated.

His handsome features and sculptured body certainly had their advantages. Jay was able to stay employed without much effort. As his professional career developed and he learned the ropes of the entertainment world through experience- he chose to be second rate. It afforded him the choice of being excellent or not. It was much less pressure that way. No one expected much- and he surely did not intend to at that time and never would- give much. Jay was conceited and arrogant. He had become very muscularly toned and of a pleasing physique in boot camp. He was NEVER at a loss for company- sexually or otherwise. Jay grew far too fond of and secure in his more superficial attributes. For, alas- male or female- physical beauty fades with years.

In late 1960’s America- life was pretty simple for Jay. It was black and white. He had at a very young age simplified his life and his manhood to a manageable list of needs that would cripple him and his development as a human forever. His drug. His music. The company of a beautiful woman. If he had those three things- the rest just fell into place, including oxygen, water, food and lastly- love. Because even though it was the so called “Summer of Love” – Jay loved no one as much as he loved himself. But- he had little choice. He was raised that way.

Jay’s mother loved him as much or more than any mommy could love her boy. Maureen was proud of Jay from the day he emerged slimy, blue and screaming from her womb. Every day he grew more handsome, and with the development of each of Jay’s fine features, mother Maureen fell deeper in love and became more proud of him until soon he was the light of her life and her reason for living.

Jay was not her only child. She had first her daughter, Lenore, and before her daughter, she had a husband that she may have loved once- until Jay came. As Jay grew up- Maureen lost interest in all but him. Her daughter was forgotten along with her husband.

Jay’s father found new love and happiness without much difficulty. Jay’s sister did not fare so well and became one of the names on the long list of casualties in the wake of the evilness of Jay’s existence.

Maureen looked in the mirror. She could see Jay’s reflection beside her. Everything that she loved about herself she identified in Jay physically, and as she manipulated him, even her character began to personify herself within the boy. There were times when Jay was like a puppet, repeating the wisdom, wit and charm that Maureen imparted to him and Jay accepted it like a warm enema- infusing the intruding concoction that was his mother into him like embalming fluid – absorbing her into his tender tissue from within – while anything that was ever really him was thoroughly rinsed away and flushed down the toilet.

Soon no two were ever so alike.  Maureen had no other men in her life. The women in Jay’s life rarely stayed long. The competition was too fierce and as there was little to begin with, there was no love left over.

 

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Welcome to My New Blog

Hello! I am Blue Sleighty, creator of My Secret Obsession, highly rated AllExperts.com lesbian erotica expert for over 3 years, author of 2 collections of short stories and 3 novellas and partnered in many collaborative efforts as editing and creative support and co-author for such writers as Jaguilera (Teeth Bite: The Mesteno Vein and many short stories), Sage Sweetwater, author and screen writer and CEO of BlueSage Productions (Dominga Rio of Cuero, Night of the Foal, From the Convent to the Rawhide: The Saga of Sadie Cade and Vi Montana and many others), and the Mysterious Jade, author of Secretly Bound and creatively partnered with Jamie Nova singer / musician / songwriter / artist (Witchburn and others) and Xaviera Hollander (author of 'The Happy Hooker' and producer of many important books, videos and live events).

I will be posting entries discussing many things, and I invite questions on any topic. I will be happy to give advice, as well as discuss.

It is also OK to have private correspondence if necessary. Feel free to send private messages.