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International Anti-Street Harassment Week: My name is NOT “Pssttt”

I didn’t even know Anti-Street Harassment week was a thing,  but now that I do I am disappointed I missed it.

Race aside, every woman who has had to walk down a city street or block has experienced street harassment in some form. And despite what some may think, it’s nearly always unwelcome.

In response to an article that’s circulated on my social media feeds — on why black women don’t owe men a “hello” — here are a few things I’d like to say.

First, and in defense of the article, it in no way condones rude behavior. Before people bash it, I implore you to read it.

Women – Don’t be assholes. If you’re walking down the street and you accidentally, or on purpose, make eye contact with the person walking in the opposite direction and this person offers you a kind, “Hello” or “Good morning” it doesn’t really hurt anything — as a human being with manners — to offer some acknowledgement in response.  Whether it be a full “Hello,” a smile, or a head nod – just be courteous back. Not every kind person on the street is trying to get in your pants.

But guys … Don’t be assholes, either!  Seriously, though, analyze the circumstances, your surroundings,  even the time of day. It’s one thing to ‘extend a kind greeting’ and keep it moving.  It’s another to follow a woman down the block,  at night, who has her headphones on then act indignant when she speeds away at break neck speeds trying to evade you.

She has no way of knowing what’s on your mind or what your intentions areIf all you were really trying to do was “Say hi,” you don’t need to fall in step behind us to do so.

Also, men, a response to your hello does not mean an invitation to follow, harass, or otherwise antagonize someone who just might be trying to get home. Which is really the point.

As far as I know,  there is no anti-saying hello week.

So, yes — maybe we do owe you a response. But we do not owe you a conversation,  or our telephone numbers,  or attention that goes any further than common courtesy. Period.

Yes, you have the right to say hi and not be treated like lepers.  

But we have the right to walk down the street in peace as well.

Be kind, but don’t be an asshole. Manners never go out of style.

But … P.S. Our names are not,  have never been, and will never be “pssstt.” ;-)

Anti-Street Harassment week is from April 12-18.  For more info: Visit http://www.stopstreetharassment.org

**Book Blitz** Paperback Release of AFTERMATH by @CaraDeeWrites

Aftermath
by
Cara Dee

Genre: M/M / Contemporary Romance
Available on: Amazon and Amazon Paperback
Release Date: March 3rd, 2015

~~SUMMARY~~
Warning: This story contains violence and scenes of an explicit, erotic nature between two men and is intended for adults, 18+.

Austin Huntley and Cameron Nash are like night and day. One is a family man, works in a nice office, drives an expensive car, and is content to be content. The other one is an antisocial car mechanic with a short fuse.

Some things don’t change. Others definitely do.

After surviving a five-month long kidnapping together, they struggle to return to normalcy, all while realizing that they’re more drawn to each other than they ever could’ve imagined.

“I know I’m not normal, but I’m not fucking stupid.”

“Define normal,” Austin countered quietly, meeting Cam in the doorway. “And for not being normal, you’re the only person in the world who makes sense right now. What does that say about me?”

 

~~Excerpt~~
Cam was in purgatory when someone woke him up. Disoriented and ready to fight for his life, he flew out of his chair and pounced on the fucker touching his arm. Vision blurry, he gripped Psycho by the throat and they ended up on the floor—
“Cam!”
What the fuck?
The sound of Austin’s voice made Cam slow down his movements.
“Jesus Christ, Cam,” Austin growled. And with a force Cam couldn’t compete against, he ended up on his back, his shoulder blades digging into the wooden boards of the patio. Shit. Patio. He was back home. Not hell. Not that metal cage. Austin was here. They were safe.
Cam released a choked breath and tried to relax under Austin’s body.
Austin must have noticed. He loosened his grip on Cam but didn’t move away. Now Austin wasn’t holding him down to defend himself, it seemed. It was to comfort. He leaned down and cupped Cam’s cheek and rested their foreheads together. It was a contact that had worked for them before.
The next time Austin spoke, it was gentler. “Talk to me, Cam. You’re a mess.” He brushed his thumb over the shadows under Cam’s eyes.
“I’m sorry,” he muttered in a strangled voice. “Fuck. I don’t—” I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
Well, he had a guess, but he refused to go there. His shrink had told all of them about PTSD, and Cam didn’t want to add another issue to his already-long list. PTSD was a condition that felt so permanent—the last thing he needed in his life. But it had been like this whenever someone startled him awake, so he knew he needed to address the problem.
At the hospital, it had been his brother. Then, a few days after he’d been released, he’d hooked up with one of the chicks who never stopped calling him. He had fallen asleep at her apartment after a mediocre fuck, and when she’d woken him up, she had been on the receiving end of a fist.
He’d felt beyond shitty. Savannah had been understanding—had even tried to comfort Cam while he took her to the emergency room for her split lip, and she’d offered to drive him to his shrink’s office afterward. Cam had passed on the offer, apologized a hundred times, and then ended their casual relationship.
He wasn’t gonna take a chance with Kim or Brian, the other two he’d hooked up with from time to time. He’d ended things with them, too. Kim had cried, reminding Cam of how women could get—so much for casual fucking—and Brian had been oddly quiet.
There was also another reason Cam had already planned on never seeing Brian again, and that reason was currently lying on top of him. Being with a guy would cause Cam to think about things other than being friends with Austin, a man he needed in his life.
“Have you spoken to Gale about this?” Austin asked as he slowly removed himself from Cam. They went to the same psychologist—all the surviving guys did. “You should. It could be PTSD.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Cam grumbled and pulled himself up. Giving Austin a hand, he helped him up, too. “Sorry I attacked.” He adjusted the towel on his hips.
“I can take it.”
The two men stood before each other, close enough to touch, and maintained eye contact. It made Cam wonder if Austin found their relationship odd. ‘Cause closeness was as easy as breathing to them. So was touching. Personal space was usually so fucking important to Cam, but with Austin…
Austin broke the spell, clearing his throat, and plopped down in his chair again. Then he pulled out a bottle of painkillers from a side pocket of his shorts, and Cam gave him a cocked eyebrow.
“Headache,” Austin answered. “These glasses are taking some getting used to. Plus, the sun…” He shook his head and sighed. “You know how it is.”

 

~~About the Author~~
Cara Dee Profile PicThere aren’t many things better than picking up my Kindle and getting completely sucked into a whole new world—where words morph into images and characters’ moods suddenly reflect my own. Aside from good plot and writing, for me, it boils down to relatable characters.

 

As a writer, I’m not finished until the men and women in my books come to life, until I can see them as real people, until I can connect with them. Which means I write what I want to read: everyday heroes and heroines who have the same struggles we all do. They evolve, have flaws, make mistakes and amends, learn, and find the endings they fight for.

 

Those are the characters who take the readers on a journey away from work, laundry, grocery shopping, and to-do lists.

 

When I’m not writing, researching, or brainstorming, I’m either planning my next trip (never-ending bucket list!), reading, watching hockey, or spending time with family and friends.

 

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Be sure to look for Cara Dee’s other books!

 

Outcome
The Touch Series
Look But Don’t Touch – Touch #1

 

Twice The Touch – Touch #2

 

Touch To Surrender – Touch #3

 

Touch Of Trouble – Touch #4

 

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SNEAK PEAK: Deeper by @AllynLesley @Bookenthupromo

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Book Title: Deeper
Author: Allyn Lesley
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Hosted by: Book Enthusiast Promotions

Synopsis

Everything Avianna Linton thought she knew was shattered in one traffic stop. With her life turned upside down, she flees to the bright lights of New York City hoping for anonymity and a new life.

Rising from nothing, Noah Adams holds onto his power and control with a bone-crushing grip. No one dared challenge his authority until her…

Avi’s disdain for Noah is barely contained, and Noah does everything he can to restrain himself—a concept he has little experience with.

There’s more between the two than either of them realize. A force looms near, hovering with deadly precision and motivated solely by revenge.

Avi wonders who her new friends truly are and if she’s already in too deep. Noah, accustomed to getting what he wants, will do whatever it takes to draw Avi’s in deeper.

Deeper is an interracial romantic suspense novel by new author Allyn Lesley.

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Noah Adams
Age: 33 years old
Occupation: CEO, Accipiere LLC
Background: He makes no apologies for who he is.

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Avianna “Avi” Linton
Age: 24 years old
Occupation: Elementary Teacher, New York City Board of Education
Background: Recent transplant from a small Floridian town who’s looking for a do-over

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Where the fuck is that little she-devil?

Zo pointed toward the dance floor, addressing his employer’s unvoiced question. “Under the ball.”

Noah saw her clear as day and dancing way too close with someone who might soon be leaving the club with a limp. He blew out a breath. She knew better than this, yet she still tested the limits set up for her protection.

A restraining hand on Noah’s arm paused him mid-stride. “Boss?”

Noah’s eyes widened at Zo’s hand. Immediately, the younger man’s hand fell away, and he wisely stepped back. Even in the dim light, Noah saw embarrassment tinge Zo’s face.

“I, um. Excuse me, Mister Adams, but I can’t let you go over there,” Zo said, swallowing the fear his boss evoked.

“Let. Me?” Noah pointed at himself and straightened to his impressive six feet and five inches. “And who’s going to stop me?”

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Allyn Lesley

Allyn Lesley writes real stories about real people.

As a teen, Allyn lost herself in the pages of some of Romance’s heavyweights, trusting that a happy ever after was just around the corner. In Allyn’s own writing journey, as in life, she’s learned that people don’t always experience recovery and restoration after a fall. Her stories speak to the gritty side of life where the right choice isn’t always easily identified and happiness not quickly gained.

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Halfway Hidden Free on Smashwords from March 2nd to 8th

Halfway Hidden by @CarrieElks is #Free on Smashwords right now! 🙂 Grab it – you won’t be disappointed!

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As part of Smashwords “Read an Ebook Week” Halfway Hidden is free to download at Smashwords from March 2nd to 8th. All you have to do is go here and at checkout remember to enter coupon code RW100. theres a choice of file types; mobi, ePub, PDF or more.

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HELLO AND HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

Well, hello and HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!! J

My name is Lore Ree and on January 5, 2012 I posted my very first story online. The past two years have been an interesting (and at times trying) journey. I’ve found myself, questioned myself, doubted myself. But no matter what was going on, putting paper to pen, posting online, and making new friends was always where I felt at home.

The point of my melodramatic proclamation?

Well, I just want to announce that for the year 2014 I’m aiming to add published word mixologist to my resume. (Sorry, but author or novelist just sounds too extreme for the likes of me. Those who know me, understand).

Anyway! I’d like to start off my journey—and also celebrate my ‘anniversary’—by posting a FREE NOVELLA for you to (hopefully) enjoy.

Expected date of publication: January 5, 2014. Two years to the date that I started sharing my words. 🙂

I will be providing more information (Title, blurb, cover etc.) soon!

I’m excited for the things to come. I hope you’re excited as well and willing to follow me on this new journey.

No, I’m not done with FF. I still have some stories to finish. I plan on keeping those promises, not including the one(s) we already knew I had writer’s block for months ago. It might take longer, it might not, but I’m still around and, in a way, will ALWAYS be Lolo84 😉

Muah

~Lo

P.S. Today, in addition to my friends and family—from those I’ve met to those I haven’t yet—I’m thankful for the ability to follow my dreams… What are YOU thankful for??

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