Sunday, October 19, 2014

And Then There Were None Blog Tour

Clay Thomas Williams started writing at an early age. It was a form of expression for her. She started with poetry, and then joined a songwriting team, and became a member of the American Society of Composers, Authors and Publishers (ASCAP) and the writer’s café.org.  Clay Thomas Williams has been a fan of the literary arts for quite some time. It was a natural progression to pen a novel. After continued prodding from her Publisher, Upnext Media Group, And Then There Were None became a reality. As Clay explores her imagination, her goal is to entertain the world one book at a time!
Additionally, Clay Thomas Williams has a B.S. in Criminal Justice is a Certified Alcohol and Substance Abuse Counseler. She is a freelancer, writer and copy editor for an exciting nationwide informative motorcycle magazine; IRIDE magazine based out of North Carolina.
Clay Thomas Williams lives by the philosophy that every bit of fiction has a hint of the truth, and life experiences good or bad, create and shape the beautiful, brilliant woman she is. She resides in North Carolina with her family.

After a few short years, Octavia finds herself in a loveless marriage. Octavia doesn’t have the courage to tell her husband Calvin the truth, so she does nothing except continue an affair with a former lover, Lynwood. Can you imagine being so full of yourself, that you ignore the obvious. You’re so busy doing your own dirt that you fail to see what’s right under your nose. What could possibly go wrong when you think you got game? What part of the game is it when game doesn’t recognize game? What happens when you turn a good man into something you never thought he could become? All is not quite what it seems because unbeknownst to Octavia, Calvin has some lies of his own and so does Lynwood.
Octavia’s selfish behavior was full of lies and deceit causing her life to spiral out of control until she crashed and burned costing her everything. She gambled with love and lost totally destroying her life as she once knew it. Octavia thought she had it all; beauty, two loves, and a promising career. And in the end she ends up with nothing. The thing about Lies is they always have a way of finding you like a GPS tracking system. Karma is a mu’fucka, and has no expiration date.

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Tuesday, May 27, 2014

The Wedding Blog Tour

Butterfly Book Promotions Presents…
The Wedding Blog Tour

Camille Anderson has been dreaming about her wedding with Trevor Williams since she first laid eyes on him in her driveway 18 years ago. Now that her dream is coming true, she doesn’t want anything to interfere with her special day. But when issues surrounding her parents, an office scandal and Trevor’s nosy cousin come into play, Camille wonders if her dream day will go up in smoke. 

Trevor Williams doesn’t want anything to go wrong with his wedding with Camille. He wants to do everything perfectly; but when he is faced with an important decision, he soon realizes that not everything in life will be the way he wants it. 

With the issues that are surrounding them, they soon have to re-evaluate the love they have for each other and most importantly, the friendship they deeply cherish. 


Chapter 1: Camille

August, 1996
“Camille, you better get a move on! Tia will be here any minute!”
I rolled my eyes towards the ceiling at my mom yelling in the hallway. I knew Tia was on her way over. She called five minutes ago letting me know she was.
“I know, Mom! I’m trying to find my sandals!” I yelled back.
The two of us, along with her mom, were heading to the mall to buy new clothes for school.  Since a new school year was starting soon, my parents gave me some spending money to shop. Normally, my mom would take me, but since she had a huge project for her job, she asked Mrs. Simmons if I could tag along with her and Tia. I think she really wanted her as reinforcement to see what types of outfits I would pick out so Mrs. Simmons could report back to her.
After searching through my room for a good 10 minutes, I was finally able to find my tan sandals. I slipped them on, looking at myself in the full-length mirror. I couldn’t believe in a matter of days, I would be heading to eighth grade.  This time next year, I would be in ninth grade. I couldn’t believe it! I wish this year would just hurry up so I could start my journey in high school.
I looked at the green dress I was wearing, wondering why I chose such a hideous color. I hated anything green, so I didn't know why I bought it. I guess because I loved the dress so much. I spun around, letting the full skirt twirl and did another inspection of my appearance. I sighed, grabbed my purse and went downstairs.  Once I got down there, I went into the kitchen and took an apple from the fruit bowl. My mom looked at me as she stuffed a couple of papers into her briefcase.
“Took you long enough. What were you doing up there?”
“I had to make myself even more beautiful. You didn’t want me going out of the house dressed any kind of way, did you?”
My mom smiled and put her glasses on. “Of course not. If you did, I wouldn’t let you leave. Now, I trust you to pick out appropriate clothing for school, okay?”
“Of course, Mom. See you later. I love you,” I said, giving her a kiss on the cheek before heading out the door.
I went towards the driveway, taking in how beautiful the day looked. The only thing that would make this day better was a breeze or two coming in. Hopefully, Tia and her mom would arrive soon because heat and I definitely did not mix.
I continued standing outside when I noticed a tan Suburban pulling into the driveway next door. I stared intensely at the vehicle, curious to see who my new neighbors were. The SUV had been coming back and forth to the house since this morning, along with moving vans and loud noises that woke me up from my peaceful sleep. Whoever it was probably wouldn’t peak my interest anyway. It was probably some older couple who I would never see because they never left the house.
I started to become impatient waiting on Tia. I stood on the heel of my sandals, rocking myself back and forth. I looked over at the house again, and my entire body stiffened. My breath was caught in my throat as I stared at the guy stepping out of the Suburban. He was absolutely gorgeous! I checked out his appearance from head to toe: ivory-colored skin that looked so smooth, jet-black hair that was wavy and looked shiny in the sunlight. And the best part – he was wearing the jersey of my favorite player from the ouHouston Rockets, Hakeem Olajuwon.
He looked over in my direction with a bright smile that showed his pearly white teeth.  His smile alone made me melt.
He turned around and looked at an older man, which, from the similar features, I assumed was his father. He smiled at him, then walked my way. I suddenly became nervous and wiped my sweaty palms onto my dress. Hopefully, I didn’t leave any stains.
“Hi,” he said once he approached me.
“Hi,” I said shyly, wiping my hands on my dress again.
“I noticed you've been staring at us from the time we pulled up to now, so I wanted to introduce myself. I’m Trevor Williams,” he said, offering his hand.
 I smiled and put my hand in his, giving a firm shake as I stared into his brown eyes. Even his eyes were dreamy.
“Camille Anderson. I guess we’re neighbors,” I replied. Then I thought that was the dumbest thing ever to say. Of course we’re neighbors; I didn’t have to remind him of that.
“Yeah, I guess we are. So, do you usually stand outside and keep a watch on the neighbors?”
I blushed and realized I probably had been staring at him for a long period of time. I guess I couldn’t help it.
“I’m waiting on my friend and her mom. We’re heading to the mall for school shopping.”
“Cool, there’s a mall nearby. Well, I will definitely have to ask to tag along one day, if you’re interested.”
Definitely, I thought. “So where are you moving from?”
“Across town. My dad just got a manager’s position with Cadwell Bank, and since it’s in this area, he wanted to be closer, so here we are.”
“Cool. Well, welcome to the neighborhood.”
“Thanks. So, what school do you go to?” Trevor asked.
“That’s where I’m going. I guess it makes sense since it’s in the neighborhood. What grade are you in?”
“Same here. Maybe we’ll have some classes together,” he replied.
“That would be great,” I said with a bright smile while looking at his jersey.
“So, I see you’re a Rockets fan.” 
“Of course! I am from Houston, so why wouldn’t I be?”
“There are a lot of people who live in Houston and like sports teams from other cities.”
“I guess that’s true. I know this may be a dumb question to ask, but do you like video games?”
I rolled my eyes at him and smiled. “Why because I’m a girl?”
“Well, yeah.”
“Don’t let the girly exterior fool you. I play them every once in awhile. In fact, I just finished playing Tekken 2 yesterday.”
“Really? I’m playing that game now.”
Before I could say anything else, Tia’s mom pulled up. Tia stuck her head out of the passenger side window with a surprised look.
“Hey, Camille. Who’s the cutie?”
I blushed again, and Trevor gave a huge smile.
“Tia Marie Simmons! Get your head back into the car!” Mrs. Simmons yelled.
“Well, I guess that’s my cue to leave. It was nice to meet you, Camille. I’m pretty sure we’ll be seeing a lot of each other.”
“Yeah. I’m counting on it.”
Trevor smiled as he looked at me one last time before heading back to his house.
I let out my breath, finally able to breathe again.  Hopefully, I'd get the chance to talk to him again.

Sheena Binkley first discovered her love for storytelling when writing her first story for a class project at the tender age of nine. Since then, she has composed several short stories and numerous tales that are not only engaging, but simply entertaining. She is also a freelance writer, penning articles on various topics including education and entertainment. Besides writing, she loves reading, shopping, and spending time with family and friends. She lives in Houston (where the weather is always unpredictable) with her husband and son.