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Life Knows No Bounds Volume I by Andrea Clinton
About The Novel: 1 Who Luvs U More
Oh, to be young, dumb and full of your self in the 80‟s. Alisa is a
money grubbing gold digger who sashays through her days
wearing this title like a tiara. Feeling life‟s all about the
expensive gifts and money a man can give her, Alisa follows the
steps of her mentor and basks in the glory of using men, until she
stumbles upon Omar.
Omar is a Muslim trying to fight his demons and find his way
back to the proper Islamic behavior he knew as a child.
Distraught over disagreements that divided the Muslim
community a decade prior, where many Muslims became victim
to inner city chaos, Omar became a product of his environment
and is at the head of that chaos.
Tired of hearing her mother rant and rave about her gold digging
ways, Alisa takes her great grandmother‟s advice, "Always get a
man who loves you more than you love him." Stumbling upon Omar in his brand new Cadillac,
Alisa decides to make him her man, or rather, her victim, or will the tables turn?
Hell erupts, splatters like geysers, while skeletons and bones fly out of closets, in this edgy
novel, Life Knows No Bounds, “1 Who Luvs U More.”
ISBN-10: 0981837638
ISBN-13: 978-0981837635
Categories/genre: Urban/Realism-Naturalism
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“Keep talking smack and Imma punch you in ya muthaf—kin‟ mouth Penny! Keep talkin ho and
I swear—I‟ll tear the roof off this mutha‟f—ker!” I said, ironically with the DJ Pumpin‟,
“Atomic Dog” in the back ground, and us two cats „bout to fight.
My mother interrupted me, pulling me back. “Alisa! Calm down. I got this, okay. Please,
just calm down.”
We were minding our business, when Um Foo-Foo, aka Penny, drove up. She double
parked, ignoring the valet, and sashayed into my mother‟s big birthday bash. My girls, Peaches
and Shakirah, caught her at the door and backed her ass right outta there. I was so tired of her
always poppin‟ up and tryin‟ to compete with me that I followed them out to let her have it. I
walked up behind them so she couldn‟t see me and as soon as we were outside—
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“Ummh!” I punched her in the face. But my moms was pulling me back, so I barely got
in a hit. But I still knicked her nevertheless. Then Penny got tough, and it was on.
“You ain‟t sh—t! You ain‟t sh—t Alisa! You sneakin‟ people now! Sucka punchin‟
them? And you can‟t even land a punch right, dumb ass! Bring it though, bring it!”
I could spit fire. I was ready to stomp a mud hole in this ho for always trying to prove
that she‟s prettier, sexier, smarter and better than me whenever she got the chance. But I quickly
realized this wasn‟t the place for that. It was my mother‟s party. And we were in a sophisticated
banquet hall. Chandeliers, twinkly white lights, candles, Greek ambiance with off-white drapings
and all the fixins. But this hooker had to show up, as usual, just to mess with my head.
My mother kept trying to calm me down. She didn‟t know who the heck this girl was. I
forgot I was pregnant and was ready to hook off on that ho again, until my belly got in the way,
of course. I was determined to get her, even if it wasn‟t actually me doing the gettin‟.
“Keep on! Make me tell my girls to mash you out Penny!” I shouted, knowing they
would.
“F—k them dumb ass b—ches. Tell „em to bring it—I did. Y‟all ghetto-rat, hoochie-
mommas not about nothin‟! Bring it!” Penny yelled as she began to totally lose it.
“Yo Peaches, light her fire yo!” I turned to my girls, with my mother pulling me to stop.
“Yo, Shakirah, bust her up!” As if I was giving the order for a hit!
I could tell Shakirah felt kinda strange about the whole thing. We were all getting too
grown to be fighting. But I knew my girl was also down because it upset her that Penny would
start something, seeing I was pregnant. Peaches, on the other hand, just didn‟t care. Her family
fights breakfast, lunch and dinner. It didn‟t make her no difference; what the heck she care.
My moms put her hands up to stop them from lunging at Penny. “Please girls, don‟t.
Come on, for me. Come on this is my day,” my mother pleaded.
Moms knew that the girls from „round my way, we don‟t let nobody come talking smack or
causing chaos with folks from our hood. Because the minute you do that, them niggaz start
running up in ya hood like roaches, tryin‟ to take over, like them 3rd Avenue jokers did the
brothers on Playwright Street. You gotta be down for people from your hood, like „em or not.
Hell, back in the day, we stomped out girls for jumpin‟ Tara and we don‟t even like her stankin‟
ass, but she was from around the way. So my moms knew they would get down with Penny over
me, and she could hold them back but for so long. The only reason Penny‟s chicken legs weren‟t
stewed already was due to the respect the girls had for my mother. But if Penny stepped too far
outta line, it was a wrap. She was lucky my other ten or so friends were inside dancing and
flirting and didn‟t have a clue as to what was happening outside.
With all the noise and nonsense, some big security guards came out. One of them pulled
Penny to the side. Catching an eyeful of her in that tight outfit, he started looking her up and
down, but trying to be slick about it.
Keeping my eye on Penny, I leaned toward my mother. “Ma,” I whispered, “stop turning
ya back on this trick. She sneaky and she like to play with razors, tryin‟ to be down. She‟ll cut
you just to get back at me.” But my mother has a hard head her damn self. She rolled her eyes as
if to say, Stop with all the drama.
“Yo, Ma! You don‟t know his ho! I‟m tellin‟ you!” I tried to reason.
“You don‟t know me either b—ch!” Penny barked, with eyebrows arched, lip snarled,
fury and hate in her eyes. She looked just about how I felt, “Guess I‟ll go take another ride in ya
man‟s brand new gold Cadillac, show him some feel right! You know how we do!”
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Penny was an evil hussy, the kind that likes to play mind games. She‟ll hurt you mentally
when she can‟t whoop ya ass. So, since no one would let us get at each other, Penny looked me
over, then stared at my belly and her eyes lit up. She could tell I was pregnant for sure now!
So, to push my buttons, Penny decided to use her sex appeal to rub in my face that I was
pregnant, out of shape and not as sexy as her anymore. She slithered over to one of the guards.
“Hey baby,” she said, knowing he‟d appreciate her admiration. She looked like a freakin‟
maniac.
“Why you out here acting like this? Come on now, you too fine for this,” he replied,
looking her body over once again.
She smirked, looking at me as if to say, Yeah you wish your fat pregnant ass could look
like me and please a man, don’t you? Then she softly touched his chest and said to him as if the
two of them were about to get down right there in the parking lot.
“I‟m just trying to max and relax. It‟s this pregnant ho that‟s mad because her man was
with me „cause she too big and fat.”
Now that was her way of sucka punchin‟ me. I had been gone for months and had no idea
anything like that had gone on. She got it off though; she gut-punched me. And I‟m sure she was
hoping I would explode with so much jealousy that I‟d do something stupid, hurt myself by
mistake and wind up losing the baby. But the thought of Penny with my ex-fiancé left me too
crushed for another outburst. He may well have moved on and started sleeping with
other women. I treated him really bad before we broke up; I was terrible. The thought took my
breath away. But I had to keep my focus, had to put on my poker face. I couldn‟t let her know
that she got to me.
See, Penny thought she had me beat because my ex, Omar, adored a woman with a
college degree. And she graduated with a master‟s in psychology, which she always tried to use
to outwit me. Like tonight for instance, she only came to show me up, and make me envious;
somebody probably told her I was pregnant or either she didn‟t know and came for the
competition of it all. But I have to admit, she was fly: short platinum blonde hairdo, not to
mention her tricked-out, tight, black mini-dress with diamond studs. It had straps that crossed
over her chest and stretched up to a choker around her neck, showing off her arms and shoulders.
Plus, she had on high-heeled sandals like the ones I wore prior to pregnancy. I guess I was a li‟l
jealous „cause that was a baaad outfit, something I would‟ve worn going up in a club just to
make the men want me, then go home knowing I was the sh—t up in that joint.
“It‟s okay, baby,” she said to the security guard. “I‟m not about to let that jealous b—ch
get me to stop acting like the lady I am, just because she‟s mad she‟s all popped out of shape.”
“Listen,” my moms butted in. “Call my daughter another female dog and you gonna meet
a real one! Now I‟m trying to be a lady, little girl, so don‟t make me come out of a bag on you.
Walk!” My mother pointed in the direction of the brand-new, black BMW Penny had double
parked.
“I came here to see E-Money, and I‟m not going nowhere „til he comes out.”
“E-Money? Li‟l girl, please!” My mother warned. “My brother is old enough to be yo
daddy!”
“What! Git the f—k out my face b—ch, I‟m grown!”
“Li‟l, you know what.” My mother lunged at her, but was caught by one of the guards.
As they held her back, Peaches and Shakirah moved in. Peaches pulled out two razors from her
purse, and tossed one to Shakirah. That ho, Penny, reached into her dress and pulled out two
razors of her own. Peaches, known for her karate, stood to the side of Penny and was about to
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take her head off with a roundhouse kick. It surely would‟ve knocked Penny out cold before she
even had a chance to open up those razors. Dumb ass from the suburbs trying to be down.
But that trick was saved by my uncle E-Money. He came out, saw what was going on,
and pushed past Shakirah and the security guards. Nobody got in his way or tried to stop him,
because he had some serious respect around the hood as one of the old-heads. Just when Peaches
was about to take off Penny‟s head, my uncle pulled that skank into his chest and kissed her. The
passionate hug and kiss made security feel awkward; they totally disregarded the girls pulling out
their razors, and since it was a li‟l calm now, they decided to get the rest of us back into the
banquet hall. One guard, who knew my moms, started to take her inside. And since she was
yelling for me, her pregnant daughter, they began pulling me to the door too. My girls began
backing off. Peaches put her razors away and started talking smack to vent her frustration. I felt
her pain.
As the guards pulled me into the party I looked back and saw E-Money hugging Penny
and tenderly caressing her back. He was so nasty, kissing her all over, and she, submitting to his
embrace, gave in to his every whim. Yikes! I was disgusted by the entire display. But that wasn‟t
the pisser. Hey, what the heck I care who my uncle mess with? No, the pisser was that in all of
her so-called ecstasy, she, still in his arms with her head on his shoulder, opened her eyes and
looked at me, then winked and blew a kiss. It was another in ya face from her to me!
When I got back into the hall, I was so pissed at that. I wanted to calm down but I just
couldn‟t. I could live with anything that just happened, but the thing that knocked me for a loop
was what she said with her eyes just before I came inside. She told me she enjoys getting under
my skin and will do so whenever she could. I don‟t even know this trick ass ho like that. I mean,
I know her, but I don‟t know her. And I just wanted to whoop her ass, get it over with, and feel
good for a change. I hate that b—ch, and I hate b—ches like her. Uuuuuuuuuuuugh!
My peoples were trying to get me to calm down. They were afraid I had gotten too angry and
might go into a toxemic pregnancy, as my high blood pressure had spiked a few times already.
My moms had them all freaked out about me getting worked up, so they were on my case.
“Alisa, calm the f—k down! It‟s over and that ho ain‟t even worth all this. Chill out
before you lose my niece or nephew and I have to f—k you up,” Peaches said.
We talked like that when we was in hood-rat mode, gangsta hand movements and the
whole nine yards. I was one of the most feminine and ladylike ones around, and even I could get
like that if circumstances called for it.
I sat back in my chair, slithering down in my seat a li‟l like a snake, to show them I was
trying to relax. Then, after about half an hour, I took a glass of apple juice Peaches brought me
and I got lost. I snuck upstairs and found a banquet room with a beautiful balcony.
I walked out onto this gorgeous balcony, with all of its Greek pillars and flowers, and I looked
out at the world. This night, and in this place, we were up a steep hill on the edge of the city, just
about where it starts to look country. I gazed down at the beautiful city lights and then up at the
black night, and the few stars I found. Staring up in the sky, I realized I had no business bringing
a baby into this crazy world of cruel and evil people. But I let it go, the thought I mean.
Self-preservation made me stop sulking and take in the spectacular view of bright twinkling
lights that lit up the city for miles.
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After a while though, something told me to look back down. It was the devil who told me
of course. He didn‟t want me to be that serene. He likes me to be bitter and causing drama, actin‟
crazy, messin‟ up my life. And I‟m sure it was that ole devil who told me to alter my gaze
because all I saw when I looked down was Penny and E-Money still in the same spot, pawin‟
each other like nasty lab rats high on LSD, in amazement, carrying on in public.
I got angry all over again. So I made myself look back out at the sky before any strong
emotions could set in. I had to relieve myself of any thoughts of that worthless Penny. So, I
stared at neon lights from different stores, and lights from cars, buildings, and street lights. I let
them carry me away.
I was good for a while. Then that devil came back, told me to look down again. And I
did. And I saw something that rattled me, set me back into this funky li‟l depression. Something
that shook me so bad, I stepped back from the balcony.
I turned and came over here to this lounger and sat down. As I leaned back and tried to
relax, I saw you—a Greek so-called Goddess chipped out of the side of a beautiful pillar. I have
no one to talk to about my messy life. But maybe if I could get it all out with you, someone who
would just listen, and not judge me or be mad at me like everyone else, then maybe things won‟t
seem so bad. Maybe then I won‟t feel like jumpin‟ off this damn balcony while slitting my f—
kin‟ throat. No, I would never do that, it‟s just how I feel. But maybe a good listener could help
me sort this damn thing out, help me feel better.
So, I‟ll call you Athena, she was supposed to be the Goddess of wisdom, and I‟m gonna
need some wisdom right now. I‟ll use telepathy to speak to you in my head, so no one passing by
will think I‟m a nutcase. Instead they‟ll think I‟m deep in thought, right? Come on, don‟t look at
me like I‟m crazy. You‟re a woman, you‟ve loved and lost. So, I know you‟ll feel where I‟m
coming from.
Now, back to my story. What did I see when I looked down at the parking lot the second
time. What was it that shook me? A Cadillac.
My Plight: Alisa Speaking
Some would say I was ungrateful, and I guess to a degree I was. But more than ungrateful, I was
blind, too blind to see straight. Even now I can‟t see what it is I should‟ve done. I just know what
I shouldn‟t have done. And I know I wasn‟t happy. I was unhappy with myself, with what was
going on, and it was the unhappiness that drove me. It drove me to do things, drove me to where
I am today, nowhere, with no one. Just sitting here playing, I know how it feels to be lonely, by
Morgana King, in my head, over and over and over again.
I was a mental-mess, and I mucked things up really bad, and now they can‟t be fixed.
Forgive me if my story‟s scrambled, but how else can I tell it when my mind is scrambled. So,
when my story sounds twisted, shaky, and unclear at times, just know so is my mind. Why else
would I be sitting here talking to a Greek statue of a white woman with cellulite thighs, barely
any clothing and no pupils? Yes, I‟m really messed up in the head, and my nerves are shot. But
that‟s how it is when you see yourself as a casualty, and the world deems you the antagonist.
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RAWSISTAZ Book Review -- 4 Stars
"Life Knows No Bounds: 1 Who Loves You More," Andrea Clinton's first installment in the
LIFE KNOWS NO BOUNDS chronicles, is a harsh realistic portrayal of urban love and life in
mid-1980's New Jersey. Alisa, a boastful, self-proclaimed gold-digger, finds herself lost in a
world of love and conflict as she tries and fails to apply her great-grandmother's wisdom to her
complicated love life.
Alisa is well known in her hood for her selfish, gold-digging ways. Despite aggressive warnings
from her family, she has mastered the game of getting a man for everything he has and gracefully
moving on to the next. But when she hooks up with Omar, she soon realizes that she has entered
into a game that she is ill-equipped to play.
Omar, a young, sexy hustler from around the way, knows what it takes to get Alisa's attention.
He uses his flashy car and genteel manners to lure her in, but he has so much more in store for
her. They start a tumultuous love affair that's riddled with gun fights, jealousy, expensive gifts,
explosive arguments, and Alisa's spoiled rotten attitude. When Alisa's antics push Omar to the
limit as he struggles with the conflict of his religion and his love for her, the future of their
relationship is gravely threatened. "Always get a man who loves you more than you love him",
the powerful last words of her dying great-grandmother which Alisa vowed to follow. When she
finally understands the meaning of those words, it may be too late, as she comes dangerously
close to losing what she fought so hard to gain.
With Life Knows No Bounds: 1 Who Loves You More, Andrea Clinton has created a dynamic
urban love story, decorated with realistic dialogue and hard-hitting pragmatism. The story was
compelling and the characters were vibrant. Although Alisa was a spoiled brat with an ugly
attitude, I found her to be relatable and worthy of my empathy. I felt Alisa's and Omar's struggle
until the very end and found myself routing for them despite their flaws and troublesome
relationship. Life is no fairytale and Clinton has colorfully portrayed that truth through this
novel. I was able to thoroughly enjoy the read. I recommend this novel for those looking for an
explosive urban love story with a realistic perspective.
--- Reviewed Monique D. Mensah, The RAWSISTAZ™ Reviewers
Intimate Conversation with Andrea Clinton
Andrea Clinton is a novelist, poet and essayist, and aspiring screenwriter/filmmaker. As a
Montclair State University graduate, she possesses a degree in English, Film and Journalism.
She‟s the founder and CEO of the non-profit organization, People Helping People; worked as
Editor in Chief of AMISTAD newspaper, New Jersey; and is presently working on a biography
and screenplay featuring the life of her uncle George Clinton of Parliament/Funkadelic and the
Clinton family.
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BPM: Tell us about your passion for writing. Why do you write? What drives you? What
impact do you want your book to make on the readers?
What drives me is my passion for story telling and entertaining the readers or listeners (I've been
summoned to randomly make up and tell stories). I write to enlighten or to pull the readers
coattail to an issue or subject matter. I pray the impact that my books have on readers is that: The
upper class begin to learn and are introduced to the other classes and what they live and
experience, why they make the decisions they make, etc.; I give the middle class a chance to
learn not to look down their noses at the poor or lower class, but have a respect for their struggle
and to recognize that they are being played in the game as well.
I also give the less fortunate a chance to not revere the upper class so much, as their problems are
as great as their money. My writing offers the lower class a way to reach for the stars by
obtaining KNOW-HOW. I teach them how to work hard to maintain that sense of "down-to-
earthness" we posses, which the other classes wish they had and seek, but can't find because of
the airs they put on and their ongoing evil to maintain what they have. I want to show the poor or
lowered class that we really aren't missing as much as we believe, and we're much happier than
we think.
BPM: Finish this sentence- My writing offers the following legacy to future readers...
Realness with an understanding that: Our upbringing/what and how we're taught, our
environment, innate qualities that we get thru genetics or are God given, instincts and drives such
as Self preservation and Desires all play a role in how we turn out, how we think and the
decisions we make. We have to look at all of these things and decide who we will be, hopefully
enjoining the right and forbidding the wrong.
BPM: Introduce us to your new book, Life Knows No Bounds: One Who Loves You More.
The book is about Alisa, a money grubbing gold digger who's following in the foot steps of the
older girls who came before her. She's got several men thinking she's their woman, and when one
drops her off at home, another picks her up.
She has gold, diamonds, money and more, but when her family gets on her case about the trouble
it's causing, Alisa decides to get her one man with riches to take care of her, thus Omar. Omar
has his own issues trying to stop hustling drugs and going back to being the Muslim he grew up
as without the street troubles, but when he and Alisa come together, it's like clash of the titans
and he loses his focus. Then, Hell erupts in, "Life Knows No Bounds: One Who Loves You
More."
BPM: Introduce us to your main characters in One Who Loves You More.
Alisa is the main character and she is a hand full. She's not too long out of high school and acting
a fool. She thinks she's grown but has much the behavior of a young minded girl in a woman's
body. She shares her mind set with you but this doesn't make her inviting. She is who she is,
young and dumb. But, you couldn't tell her that because she is head strong in what she feels, but
is always contradicting herself with her behavior and her tongue lashes that cut like a knife. She
doesn't want to face that she loves Omar because in her mind, she's still a gold digger; no strings
attached and still tries to wear this title like a tiara.
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BPM: Who were your favorites? Are your characters from the portrayal of real people?
Omar was probably my favorite, he and Man-Man; I loved their friendship and dedication to
having a true and real friend. I made them alike so that they would appreciate that about
themselves. Omar is like most of us, succumbing to his environment but knowing he can do
better and wants to do better, but stuck in the game because it's all he knew for over 10 years or
so. Man-Man seems so “street” you think he just doesn't care, but, he wants peace, just doesn't
know how to get it, feels trapped and never shows what he's really thinking or feeling. But they
both accept where they are and have each others back while there.
Man-Man is much like my brother Salaam, he's dead - was murdered. You could never know
when he was up to something or not because like Billy the Kid, he always had this little laugh or
smirk. When Omar is mad, he bites down on his jaw bone and you see the veins in his head pop
out, but when Man-Man is mad, he does this little giggle, like, "humph - hmm hmm!"
Omar, I created from a character I felt I could see my friend Sean Blakemore play. Sean is an
actor who played in "Motives I & II" with Vivica Fox and "Restraining Order" with Robins
Givens. I always wanted to make this book into a play and maybe even an HBO or SHOWTIME
(or some other cable channel) series. So, I tried to envision Sean as Omar, especially since he
inspired me to add more male characters and said he was down to play the role.
BPM: What makes you powerful as a person and a writer? Who are your mentors?
I would say as a person, Islam humbles me and any power I feel should probably be interpreted
as blessed. As a writer, my professors back at college who helped me to think of the type of
writer I wanted to be and if I wanted to be put in a little box or write creatively in many genres,
they are my mentors. A good professor shows you paths and gives you one to grow on; they
should mentor. My mentors are my professors I listed in my book and people I barely met like
Whoopi Goldberg who graduated from Montclair State University with her masters when I
graduation with my BFA. The words she spoke reminded me of the obstacles to come and helped
me to set my mind straight to continue full steam ahead and not listen to naysayers, and as she
emphasized, "Know that they are coming."
BPM: What specific situation or revelation prompted you to write your book?
There were too many young girls out there using men for money. Like the main character, they
use men so much it's almost a form of prostitution, but they don't see it that way as they may
never have sex with these men, just use them for what they can get from them.
BPM: Take us inside the book. What are two major events taking place?
I would like to say, when Alisa and Omar decide there is definitely something there, and speak to
each other with their eyes just after he gave her his leather trench; and a cross between when he
addresses her about another guy and/or when they have it out at her house. I say that part
because it reminds me of so many relationships where we allow our emotions to make us
stubborn and hide how we really feel, and we end up not giving in to our mate and are left sad
and alone.
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BPM: Who do you want to reach with your book and the message within?
All the girls out there using men for money like it's a profession. They need to know the dangers
of such Ways of life. I could tell you some despicable situations women have gotten themselves
into messing with men in such fashions.
BPM: How will reading your book shape the readers lives?
It will give young girls something to think about. The book challenges girls to consider getting
an education; get your own money instead of using men for their money and suffering what there
is to suffer, because, there is a price to pay.
BPM: What are some of their specific issues, needs or problems addressed in this book?
I guess using men for money is a quick resolve to being poor or getting the things they want.
With sex so free - for - all these days, some of them look at it like a quick harmless gain if they
do partake in sex for money. But majority in this new game they play are not having sex with
these men they make their mark. They instead make the man think they're his woman, and then
get that money, jewelry, credit cards, etc. And it's dangerous because these men REALLY think
these girls are their woman, their mate.
To top it all off, the girls have rules also. Three, four or six months tops. Then, they find some ill
excuse to drop them and get a new sucker. Because there was no sex involved, meaning he
waited on her, a lot of the men take it personal and feel played and some have been known to be
dangerous.
BPM: Ultimately, what do you want readers to gain from your book?
Enlightenment, enlightenment on the dangers of playing around with people's emotions, etc.
When you put the book down, walk away feeling like, "What? Wow! That's an aspect I haven't
heard of, thought about, seen in a while, etc."
I want them to feel like they gained something that can help them or help them, help someone
else. Really, I want them to sit as many young girls/women down and like they used to say in the
'70's, "Tell 'em like it is!" Let them know feelings are precious and not to be taken lightly. Get
your own! Get a degree; get a trade.
BPM: What do you think makes your book different from others on the same subject?
I don't know; I think I might, might help the reader experience the characters instead of just
reading about them and saying, "Oh, that Omar is something else" or "Alisa is a trip." Because
Alisa has a lot of crap with her; she's no walk in the park. But the readers will experience her and
what she's going through even when they don't agree with her or understand fully what the heck
she's doing or her motives. Omar, you can't help but love him, and I did that on purpose. He's
much like my brother, he and Man-Man in the sense that they are lovable people, but out there
doing wrong, and you hope they get it together before it's too late. For my brother, it was too
late; let's see how it goes with Omar or Man-Man.
But you don't just read this; you feel this in your chest at times. I've had some tell me as they
read the chapters, they went through so many emotions from chapter to chapter and sometimes
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from page to page. That's the Realism genre. Real stuff making you feel mad, glad, happy or sad
for the characters. Naturalism stems from Realism and Naturalism, which is the basis of the
book, shows the character's self-preservation/greed drive, hustling and their desires via their
attraction to one another throughout.
And, the reader feels it, gets goose bumps or chills, and is excited to move on in the book hoping
Alisa get's hers, hoping Omar get's a grip. But it's all thru the emotional aspects of the novel, not
just the words on the page. I believe it's heart felt and how I arrived there, or so I've been told,
was, I wrote it with the flow of a soap opera in my head. I took myself through all of that drama
just to appease my readers.
BPM: Share with us your latest news, awards or upcoming book releases.
We're about to launch our newspaper again, this will help us to contribute to supporting the hard
working authors, artist, actors, and so on, as well as keep our community up on the news around
the world. I think the reward right now is to be exposed to so many opportunities. I think I'll be
even more rewarded when I began speaking engagements, speaking to the youth and young girls
and women about this new trend.
Upcoming releases: There's the second book in the "Life Knows No Bounds" chronicle titled, "A
Blessing and A Curse," then there is a non-fiction book on Writing. So many students in high
school and college are having a hard time writing properly; scoring low on SAT's and essays and
research papers in school. So, I want to shed light on that. I have a writing component I used
with my students and they still email me today saying Thank You because it helped them with
their college writing. I don‟t know, maybe I'll make it three different books since a book on life
would take on a life of its own.
Meet by Andrea Clinton
Meet our Renaissance woman, Andrea Clinton. Andrea Clinton is a
novelist, poet and essayist, and aspiring screenwriter/filmmaker. As a
Montclair State University graduate, she possesses a degree in English,
Film and Journalism.
She‟s the founder and CEO of the non-profit organization, People
Helping People; worked as Editor in Chief of AMISTAD newspaper,
New Jersey; and is presently working on a biography and screenplay
featuring the life of her uncle George Clinton of Parliament/Funkadelic
and the Clinton family.
Andrea can remember telling stories as far back as eight years old when she and her younger
sister would lay in bed at night waiting to fall asleep. She remembers this gift maturing as she
went to summer camp where telling stories around the camp fire and in the cabin with cabin
mates was a ritual. In grammar school Andrea‟s grandmother, Dorothy Louise Carter, introduced
her to playwriting. She says it was hard to concentrate in school because she would always be
writing plays, on paper and in her mind.
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In 1984, Andrea began writing stories and poems about young girls and their trials and
tribulations. Since her teens, Andrea has been writing and storing her stories. In 1990 however,
there was a fire at her home and some of her work was ruined. But that didn‟t stop Andrea;
instead, it encouraged her to write more. In 1994, Andrea continued this by writing her first
novel, Mary Mary, which is still under construction. The novel is an ode to all of her
grandparents and others who migrated up north from the south. After her first novel, Andrea
dabbled in poetry, learning styles she was unfamiliar with.
As Journalism major, in 1998, Andrea began writing for Union Counties‟ The Scroll newspaper.
She‟s held the positions of journalist, news editor, layout editor, roving reporter and editor in
chief. It was here that Andrea began thinking of starting her own newspaper to continue
speaking to the public. She also began a non-profit organization which strives to help citizens
become independent and self sufficient through big sister/big brother programs, drug
intervention, counseling, and other services.
In 2002, Andrea was struck with Lupus. Feeling she was on her death bed, with no gumption,
she had no feeling to write; but with the 103 fever, a story plagued her mind. Once given
appropriate medication, Andrea began to feel better and one of the first things she did was to
write. The story the fever drudged up was When It All Went Down, which is a story about a
terrible thing that happened to the earth, and set man back centuries.
Andrea achieved her degrees in Journalism, English and Film. Since then she‟s been working
diligently with her non-profit organization, writing poetry and short stories.
Having left, The Scroll, newspaper, in 2005, Andrea was about to start her own newspaper when
she met the owners of AMISTAD newspaper, New Jersey. Soon after, Andrea became the Editor
in Chief and assumed the responsibilities of generating the newspaper for public review. She
contributed articles as a journalist, short stories and poetry as a creative writer. Her fictional
short stories will soon be combined into two short story books she‟s started, with a focus on men
and women‟s points of view, issues and their plights.
Today, Andrea is bringing the novels and stories she wrote into fruition. Her first novel is one of
five novels in her first volume of the Life Knows No Bounds series. She started this chronicle
because she wanted to address through fiction the many different directions life takes, in and
effort to show readers life isn‟t after them in particular, it just doesn‟t know boundaries.
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