Talent Moving:Interview w/author Denise Campbell
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She willingly cradled you in the warmth of her wombHer heartbeat a gentle caressDaily she nourished you with her very essence And protected you from all duress
Nine months of cherished expectancy, For the moment to see your faceNine months she prayed the prayer of faithThat you would be whole by God’s grace
And on her countenance, she wore the beauty of motherhoodFor she had been placed in High EsteemFor every mother’s been given special gifts,That have been perfected by the Christ, The King
He has equipped her with the desireTo care so passionatelyAnd the uncompromising compassionTo love what she could not see
And as you grew withinShe literally had to fightStill she anxiously preparedFor your entry into the light
And though she suffered an unthinkable painThrough tears she was able to smileThe very instant you took your first breathAnd she could behold her child
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Denise Campbell
Denise Campbell the brains behind imprint Universal Write Publications LLC and through it creatively produced works, which includes Spanish Eyes, and Love Thy Sister Watch Thy Back. There are two poetry books, Ebony Passion, and By Faith and her Poetry CD EBONY PASSION FLOW “R” TRI. Her new releases Man Killer, REM Sleep and her children’s book series, Cheyanne’s Book Series named for her daugher Cheyanne are the next projects on her agenda. However, that’s not where her passion ends.
When did you decide to become an author?
I didn’t decide to become an author. I think I am one of those people who have always been, having written all of my life as far back as I can remember. However, I didn’t decide to be a published author until the year 2000. This is where it all started blossoming for me.
Is there any topic that you wouldn't want to write about and why?
Humm!
I have never really thought about this. But I suppose there are things that I don’t think I would write, like raw sex erotica (even though I have been told that I could write it because I have some wicked sex scenes). The problem with me is I am a teacher, have always been at heart, so you will find that in all of my works there are didactic lessons implemented in my books. Also, I aspire to be (don’t know if I am yet) a cross over author. I want to not be ashamed that my daughter will read my books, or that my students might read my books or my peers for that matter. So yes, there are some things I wouldn’t write.
What is this about your POETRY CD? I hear it’s HOT!
This is actually a really exciting subject for me. I was convinced to do Ebony Passion Flow “R” Tri by a friend who happened to be a bookstore owner in New Jersey. I added a few pieces from my private collection that was not in the original Ebony Passions books. It turned out to be more steamy than I had intended but people love it and I have had some GREAT reviews so I am grateful. The exciting thing about this is that EBONY PASSION is also available on http://www.cdbaby.com/ and http://www.itunes.com/. Check out these direct links Denise Campbell: EBONY PASSION
http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?playListId=148094135. All of my works, poetry and books are also available for sale directly from my website at http://www.universalwrite.com/uwstore.html. I am really excited about this project and I am really looking forward to the release of the BY FAITH INSPIRATIONAL CD coming fall 2006.
Can you share an excerpt from Man Killer?
Absolutely!
Excerpt:
Prologue
“Don’t touch my child you bastard,” Carissa screamed fervently, pleading for her husband to allow her seven year old daughter to loose her virginity by choice. She pulled at his pants that were already coming down his hips and over his thighs to release the poisonous predator that will violate the innocence of her daughter. The little girl skirmished and bewilderedly looked at the only father she had ever known and blinked back the tears that was keeping her small frail body petrified and mute.
“Leave her alone please…?” She begged in a whimper, then screaming with renewed vigor, “let her be, you son-of-a bitch!” Carissa demanded, but her pleas fell on deaf ears as he pushed away her hands that were more of an annoyance than a hindrance. He missed her hands and caught her dead in the face, causing a steady stream of blood to flow from her nose and down into her mouth.
“Bit—ch, you will get some of big daddy next.” Came his drunken slur, dripping in sarcasm. He chuckled at his attempt at humor and was sure Carissa would give up, but the fear in Serena’s eyes propelled her mother to keep fighting. Serena, backed into the far corner of her small bedroom, and shivered with fear. Her mother watched as the floor became laced with a stream of piss that ran from between the frail child’s legs. Panic has caused her to pee on herself.
“Its okay baby, mama is not gonna let nothin’ happen to you.” She promised, knowing in her heart that there might be very little she could do.
She saw him forcefully spread Serena’s legs apart and Carissa began to cry frantically. She held on to his legs but was not strong enough to stop him. He dragged her body with him and her clothes and skin became baptized in the pee that ran from Serena and had also soaked the hands and clothing of the little girl’s predator. Feeling sorry for herself and helpless to save her daughter, Carissa began to give up. Almost blinded by her pain and tears, she could barely look at her daughter, but when she did, she saw something in Serena’s eyes; it was a silent determination that locked in their gape.
Tears poured down the child’s cheeks but her gaze was steadfast and unforgiving. She refocused her eyes on her father willing her mother to continue to fight for her. Carissa wanted to fight, but instead she watched. She kept her eyes planted to every move her husband made. She watched, watched as he pulled his dick from his open pant zipper and pulled Serena towards him. Her heart broke into a million pieces but she felt weak, and she didn’t fight.
“Please, please John I beg of you. Leave her be.” She fell to her knees as if in a prayer, her arms wrapped around his legs and her eyes looking up into the heavens.
“Nawww,” he responded nonchalantly. “Let me taste some of this sweet young pussy before she becomes a whore and start giving it away and become a worthless piece of ass like her mother.” He snickered and tried to kick his foot free of Carissa, but she held on for dear life, hitting and punching him. But her punches were as effective as the pestering of flies. He kicked her again in her face this time breaking her nose. She cringed when she heard the crackling of her bones like a loud cartoon explosion and the impact caused blood to gush from it.
“I can’t let you hurt my baby John. I gave you everything.” She cried unnoticeably, again her words fell on deaf ears.
Suddenly something was awakened inside of her. A final reserve from a resolve she held deep within the core of her womanhood. Strength she rarely called on in times when a woman must become supernatural. She regained her composure and released John’s leg. She quietly dragged herself from the room and once outside; she got up and sprinted to the kitchen. She had killed before and she would do it again to save her daughter. Sure, the first time was an accident and the courts had only given her a slap on the wrist and juvenile detention at the tender age of thirteen, but this time it would be different. What good is she, her life, if she allowed these events to come full circle, if she cannot protect her baby? She just couldn’t allow what happened to her, what drove her into this life of insanity that she barely survived in, putting up with men like John and all the other Johns who had come in and out of her life?
She rummaged though he kitchen drawers and found nothing that could help her. She had to move quickly. It was quiet in Serena’s room and she feared that her daughter wouldn’t even put up a fight; already seeing in the tender years of seven that life was indeed a bitch and probably already figured it wasn’t worth fighting for.
She gathered her wits about her and thought quickly, running though the house like a wild woman. Her thick curly locks flooded her shoulders with a black mat of hair. Her eyes seemed wide and crazed. Her nose broken and blood now soaked to her face and neck as if someone had drenched her in water; only it was her blood that had the fabric clung to her breast. She stood; a feeling of defeat came over her. She had no idea what was going on in the child’s room. She only heard inaudible sounds that could only be coming from John. Serena wasn’t a child of many words.
Then it came to her. John kept a gun under the sofa. A sawed off that he kept there as he pimped his wife and watched. Marrying her under the pretense of saving her years ago, taking her out of that life. But eventually began bringing in his own clientele, and jerked off as she screamed in pain and sometimes as apart of her entertaining duties. He took her through sexually transmitted diseases and pains that she had endured out of gratitude, but not this. He could not have Serena.
These things all cascaded across her mind now. She did everything to keep her child when she became pregnant. John said she could have been his or anyone of the men who shared their bed on a daily basis. He wanted her to get rid of the baby, but she begged and pleaded and he allowed her to keep the child, promising that he would love and nurture her. But now he posed the biggest threat to her.
With all the strength she could muster from her five feet five inch, and struggling one hundred and ten pound frame, she pushed the sofa until it was lifted to the side. She stuck her hand in the hole that was already there and searched frantically for the weapon gasping with relief when her hand touched it. She wasted no time. She ran back to the girl’s room, to find John’s penis in the mouth of her seven-year-old daughter. Tears streaked her face with this penis stuffed inside widening her mouth into unaccustomed shapes. His hard on was prominent and threatened to choke Serena as he grabbed the back of her head and thrust after thrust he rammed his penis into the back of the small child’s throat causing her to gag. Spit drool from her mouth and her coughs were muffled.
Carissa’s heart sank to the pit of stomach and tears and pain worse than that she felt during childbirth consumed her. Anger from all the abuse and frustration she had endured from a child to this day, only to be observer it all over again in her own daughter. Fear gripped her as she reminisced and her own memories threatened to make her weak. Her knees buckled as she stood there, a spectator to her own experiences. She watched ecstasy on his face and listened to John’s moans of pleasure as her Serena suffered. With his engorged manhood in the baby’s mouth, he released one hand from behind her head that he hung to by gripping a handful of the baby’s lustrous auburn reddish hair; he inserted his index finger into the girl’s vagina. Serena cringed and her eyes squeezed shut for a moment and then reopened.
Carissa refused to allow this man or any other man to mutilate the only family she has, the only true goodness in her life. Having moved more times than she could count in her lifetime to escape the law; she had eventually lost touch with any blood relatives and made few friends; prostitutes, runaways, jailbirds, thieves. It seemed her entire life had become a ritual of running, trying to escape something. At the tender age of sixteen she met this man who promised to protect her and take care of her. He was her savior, and he delivered her out of the darkness of teen prostitution and setting rattraps for food. He took her out of the “kill or be killed” laws of the runaway gangs where it was survival of the fittest. John was her everything, and here he was, taking everything from her.
He was jabbing his finger in and out of her vagina now so hard that blood began to run down the little girl’s legs, joining her already pee soaked dress. Yet Serena’s eyes never showed submission, they only beckoned to her mother filled with a pain and shame that no child this age should know. It was almost as though she knew it was coming and though she didn’t like it, it was just something she had to do. But Carissa didn’t see it that way. She would die before allowing him to do what her father and so many men before has done to her, stole her pride and her womanhood. Left her no choice but to adhere to abuse, sell her body, and then doing it all over again to please her own husband.
The sounds, the thoughts, her reasoning all came down to this moment. She became enraged as she found the strength to lift the gun so it was in full view from where it originally hung at her side.
“I won’t let you do this John.” She admonished, but he only saw her weak pathetic stance as a joke and laughed, a moan getting caught in is throat as his body jerked, an orgasm emerging.
“I am so sorry baby.” She spoke now to Serena, and pulled the trigger. She didn’t know much about guns or how many bullets were in the one she held. She only knew that it was a gun, and it had bullets, and she pulled the trigger and fired once. The impact of the gun was a shock. Her eyes widened in dumbfounded panic as the gun spewed and sprayed at the target that raped her daughter. The unexpected raining of the gun exploded everywhere. The pellets ripped at John’s body and she watched as Serena fell, blood splattered all over her face that once held the cum filled penis of her father. The six foot six inch framed man fell with a heavy thud to the floor barely missing the small child’s body. His two hundred and fifty pounds echoed throughout the house. Disbelief in his eyes as he reached for Carissa, but Carissa held her stance and stood far away from him and watched as he labored to breathe.
“Serena?” She called in a whisper; the girl was blown to the ground with the impact of John’s falling body. Carissa was plastered to the floor. She couldn’t move closer in fear of what she would find. She called from the distance where she stood as she fired that deadly shot.
“Baby, please say something to mommy.” She begged, but the girl had lost consciousness. White orgasmic fluids stained her face causing a red and white collage when mixed with blood. The odor mingled with gunpowder nauseated Carissa and she fell to the ground in lamentation. Everything came down to this moment and the daughter she tried to save has died at her own hands. Everything she thought she was escaping, surviving, trying to give to her daughter. Everything she had, her Serena, she swore to protect her. But she couldn’t. She failed again.
Her tears fell like the flowing stream of a powerful waterfall. Taking one final look about her, she knew what she had to do. She raised the gun to her temple to utilize the final bullet in the two-barrel shotgun, and with her final breath she uttered again, “I am sorry baby, mommy failed you,” and she pulled the trigger for the last time.
What is the focal point of your company Universal Write Publications LLC ?
The point at first was just to be a self published author.
However, throughout the process the company has developed itself into something greater. I work with so many not for profit organizations with poetry and performing arts organizations who are interested in helping artist who cannot break into the publishing industry. Having worked as Executive Editor of Black Print Publishing Inc. and ASSOCIATE PUBLISHER of Q-BORO BOOKS LLC, I have intimate knowledge of the fact that there are just some things that don’t sell, and won’t get published by big publishing houses, such as poetry, self help and most autobiographies. But so many have stories to tell of this nature that are powerful. UNIVERSAL WRITE PUBLICATIONS LLC has developed a new PUBLISHING APPROACH WITH A UNIQUE VISION. Please take the time in the coming months to visit my website at http://www.denisecampbell.com/ or http://www.universalwrite.com/ and you will see MAJOR changes and the company develop into the amazing phenomenon it is for the underdog with a voice.
How has teaming and networking with prolific companies and organizations helped out your company?
This is the BEST part of anything I believe. Teaming up and working with companies that share the same vision in different ways, and everyone basically being apart of the machine in such a liquid way that it works well together and malfunctions alone.
Its like cooking, it needs a side dish, flavor, something to wash it down with, something to eat on. These are all components of a meal and though some of these things may seem unnecessary at times, without them all working together, you know something is missing and it becomes distasteful. This is the vision I hold in my heart for Universal Write Publications LLC. I am only part of a whole working mechanism and without http://www.graphic-effects.com/, http://www.cgmediapublications.com/, http://www.c-a-h.org/, http://www.disilgold.com/ and http://www.shootemupfilmmedia.com/ I cannot function properly. These are some of the things that makes me who I am and Universal Write Publications LLC what it is.
What were some of the theatrical performances you appeared in?
Oh my gosh, too many to name. I have been doing events since college, and graduated into the professional world of paid events, speaking engagements like Jazz events at Africa World, The NYC Department of Health Black History month events, Universities like Hofstra and New York City Technical College inviting me as quest performer at seasonal events and author Donna Hill’s Literary Gumbo at the Langston Hughes Community Library and Cultural Center. So much to mention but these are just a few.
Who is the real Denise?
The real Denise love to laugh, like her peace. She is an introvert at heart. Denise does not like clubbing or partying but loves music and dancing. She loves therapeutic evenings burning oils and reading sci-fi and vampire books or watching horror movies. Denise loves her family and that goes beyond blood, extending into adopted sisters, brothers, mothers, mentors and confidants. She is a mother of a 5 year old child who was discovered at 3 years old to have the IQ of a six years old when she began reading and writing. Denise is a realistic, practical, analytical person that believes in consequences and accepts her mistakes as part of life. Denise is a Teacher, a caregiver, a daughter a sister who understands that she needs the people who love her in her life, because there will always be so many others who will not like her just because she exists. Denise loves God, not a religious fanatic, and believes that all things are possible through faith and hope and love.
What events will you be appearing at next?
Not sure. I have taken a break to get back to me, family and re-direction. Some great things are in the works and Denise is going to be back on the scene again. I am happy, at peace, and following my heart.
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My sons and I decided to go walking around the lake near our home the other day. It is such a glorious place to spend an afternoon in the Springtime when the leaves are coming out on the trees and the flowers are coming up through the ground. It has a well worn gravel path that circles the entire lake. You can walk at your own pace and delight in all the natural beauty that surrounds you. It is the perfect place to get back in touch with God and to fill your soul with joy.
The only problem is that with the path being so near the water, erosion sometimes causes holes to develop along the walkway. It was while we were walking along it the other day that one of these holes caught my oldest boy unawares. He stumbled and almost fell but thankfully was able to reach out and take my hand. I steadied him and we walked on for awhile holding hands and feeling connected in our love for each other.
I think that sometimes the troubles we face in our journey through life are a lot like those holes in the ground. They are always there causing us to stumble and sometimes even to fall. It is good to know, however, that we can always reach out and take the hand of our Heavenly Father. He is always there by our side waiting to pick us up and steady us. He is always ready for us to take His hand and walk on with Him connected in love forever.
The next time you stumble and fall on your journey through life then reach out and take God’s loving hand. And after you take it never let it go again. Walk on with God forever, choosing love and sharing joy with each step you take. Always remember too that with God’s loving hand steadying your walk you can use your other hand to reach out and help up those who have fallen as well. The journey through life, after all, is always better when you are holding the hands of those you love.
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She willingly cradled you in the warmth of her wombHer heartbeat a gentle caressDaily she nourished you with her very essence And protected you from all duress
Nine months of cherished expectancy, For the moment to see your faceNine months she prayed the prayer of faithThat you would be whole by God’s grace
And on her countenance, she wore the beauty of motherhoodFor she had been placed in High EsteemFor every mother’s been given special gifts,That have been perfected by the Christ, The King
He has equipped her with the desireTo care so passionatelyAnd the uncompromising compassionTo love what she could not see
And as you grew withinShe literally had to fightStill she anxiously preparedFor your entry into the light
And though she suffered an unthinkable painThrough tears she was able to smileThe very instant you took your first breathAnd she could behold her child
Never forget, you are loved, now and always!
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Denise Campbell
Denise Campbell the brains behind imprint Universal Write Publications LLC and through it creatively produced works, which includes Spanish Eyes, and Love Thy Sister Watch Thy Back. There are two poetry books, Ebony Passion, and By Faith and her Poetry CD EBONY PASSION FLOW “R” TRI. Her new releases Man Killer, REM Sleep and her children’s book series, Cheyanne’s Book Series named for her daugher Cheyanne are the next projects on her agenda. However, that’s not where her passion ends.
When did you decide to become an author?
I didn’t decide to become an author. I think I am one of those people who have always been, having written all of my life as far back as I can remember. However, I didn’t decide to be a published author until the year 2000. This is where it all started blossoming for me.
Is there any topic that you wouldn't want to write about and why?
Humm!
I have never really thought about this. But I suppose there are things that I don’t think I would write, like raw sex erotica (even though I have been told that I could write it because I have some wicked sex scenes). The problem with me is I am a teacher, have always been at heart, so you will find that in all of my works there are didactic lessons implemented in my books. Also, I aspire to be (don’t know if I am yet) a cross over author. I want to not be ashamed that my daughter will read my books, or that my students might read my books or my peers for that matter. So yes, there are some things I wouldn’t write.
What is this about your POETRY CD? I hear it’s HOT!
This is actually a really exciting subject for me. I was convinced to do Ebony Passion Flow “R” Tri by a friend who happened to be a bookstore owner in New Jersey. I added a few pieces from my private collection that was not in the original Ebony Passions books. It turned out to be more steamy than I had intended but people love it and I have had some GREAT reviews so I am grateful. The exciting thing about this is that EBONY PASSION is also available on http://www.cdbaby.com/ and http://www.itunes.com/. Check out these direct links Denise Campbell: EBONY PASSION
http://phobos.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?playListId=148094135. All of my works, poetry and books are also available for sale directly from my website at http://www.universalwrite.com/uwstore.html. I am really excited about this project and I am really looking forward to the release of the BY FAITH INSPIRATIONAL CD coming fall 2006.
Can you share an excerpt from Man Killer?
Absolutely!
Excerpt:
Prologue
“Don’t touch my child you bastard,” Carissa screamed fervently, pleading for her husband to allow her seven year old daughter to loose her virginity by choice. She pulled at his pants that were already coming down his hips and over his thighs to release the poisonous predator that will violate the innocence of her daughter. The little girl skirmished and bewilderedly looked at the only father she had ever known and blinked back the tears that was keeping her small frail body petrified and mute.
“Leave her alone please…?” She begged in a whimper, then screaming with renewed vigor, “let her be, you son-of-a bitch!” Carissa demanded, but her pleas fell on deaf ears as he pushed away her hands that were more of an annoyance than a hindrance. He missed her hands and caught her dead in the face, causing a steady stream of blood to flow from her nose and down into her mouth.
“Bit—ch, you will get some of big daddy next.” Came his drunken slur, dripping in sarcasm. He chuckled at his attempt at humor and was sure Carissa would give up, but the fear in Serena’s eyes propelled her mother to keep fighting. Serena, backed into the far corner of her small bedroom, and shivered with fear. Her mother watched as the floor became laced with a stream of piss that ran from between the frail child’s legs. Panic has caused her to pee on herself.
“Its okay baby, mama is not gonna let nothin’ happen to you.” She promised, knowing in her heart that there might be very little she could do.
She saw him forcefully spread Serena’s legs apart and Carissa began to cry frantically. She held on to his legs but was not strong enough to stop him. He dragged her body with him and her clothes and skin became baptized in the pee that ran from Serena and had also soaked the hands and clothing of the little girl’s predator. Feeling sorry for herself and helpless to save her daughter, Carissa began to give up. Almost blinded by her pain and tears, she could barely look at her daughter, but when she did, she saw something in Serena’s eyes; it was a silent determination that locked in their gape.
Tears poured down the child’s cheeks but her gaze was steadfast and unforgiving. She refocused her eyes on her father willing her mother to continue to fight for her. Carissa wanted to fight, but instead she watched. She kept her eyes planted to every move her husband made. She watched, watched as he pulled his dick from his open pant zipper and pulled Serena towards him. Her heart broke into a million pieces but she felt weak, and she didn’t fight.
“Please, please John I beg of you. Leave her be.” She fell to her knees as if in a prayer, her arms wrapped around his legs and her eyes looking up into the heavens.
“Nawww,” he responded nonchalantly. “Let me taste some of this sweet young pussy before she becomes a whore and start giving it away and become a worthless piece of ass like her mother.” He snickered and tried to kick his foot free of Carissa, but she held on for dear life, hitting and punching him. But her punches were as effective as the pestering of flies. He kicked her again in her face this time breaking her nose. She cringed when she heard the crackling of her bones like a loud cartoon explosion and the impact caused blood to gush from it.
“I can’t let you hurt my baby John. I gave you everything.” She cried unnoticeably, again her words fell on deaf ears.
Suddenly something was awakened inside of her. A final reserve from a resolve she held deep within the core of her womanhood. Strength she rarely called on in times when a woman must become supernatural. She regained her composure and released John’s leg. She quietly dragged herself from the room and once outside; she got up and sprinted to the kitchen. She had killed before and she would do it again to save her daughter. Sure, the first time was an accident and the courts had only given her a slap on the wrist and juvenile detention at the tender age of thirteen, but this time it would be different. What good is she, her life, if she allowed these events to come full circle, if she cannot protect her baby? She just couldn’t allow what happened to her, what drove her into this life of insanity that she barely survived in, putting up with men like John and all the other Johns who had come in and out of her life?
She rummaged though he kitchen drawers and found nothing that could help her. She had to move quickly. It was quiet in Serena’s room and she feared that her daughter wouldn’t even put up a fight; already seeing in the tender years of seven that life was indeed a bitch and probably already figured it wasn’t worth fighting for.
She gathered her wits about her and thought quickly, running though the house like a wild woman. Her thick curly locks flooded her shoulders with a black mat of hair. Her eyes seemed wide and crazed. Her nose broken and blood now soaked to her face and neck as if someone had drenched her in water; only it was her blood that had the fabric clung to her breast. She stood; a feeling of defeat came over her. She had no idea what was going on in the child’s room. She only heard inaudible sounds that could only be coming from John. Serena wasn’t a child of many words.
Then it came to her. John kept a gun under the sofa. A sawed off that he kept there as he pimped his wife and watched. Marrying her under the pretense of saving her years ago, taking her out of that life. But eventually began bringing in his own clientele, and jerked off as she screamed in pain and sometimes as apart of her entertaining duties. He took her through sexually transmitted diseases and pains that she had endured out of gratitude, but not this. He could not have Serena.
These things all cascaded across her mind now. She did everything to keep her child when she became pregnant. John said she could have been his or anyone of the men who shared their bed on a daily basis. He wanted her to get rid of the baby, but she begged and pleaded and he allowed her to keep the child, promising that he would love and nurture her. But now he posed the biggest threat to her.
With all the strength she could muster from her five feet five inch, and struggling one hundred and ten pound frame, she pushed the sofa until it was lifted to the side. She stuck her hand in the hole that was already there and searched frantically for the weapon gasping with relief when her hand touched it. She wasted no time. She ran back to the girl’s room, to find John’s penis in the mouth of her seven-year-old daughter. Tears streaked her face with this penis stuffed inside widening her mouth into unaccustomed shapes. His hard on was prominent and threatened to choke Serena as he grabbed the back of her head and thrust after thrust he rammed his penis into the back of the small child’s throat causing her to gag. Spit drool from her mouth and her coughs were muffled.
Carissa’s heart sank to the pit of stomach and tears and pain worse than that she felt during childbirth consumed her. Anger from all the abuse and frustration she had endured from a child to this day, only to be observer it all over again in her own daughter. Fear gripped her as she reminisced and her own memories threatened to make her weak. Her knees buckled as she stood there, a spectator to her own experiences. She watched ecstasy on his face and listened to John’s moans of pleasure as her Serena suffered. With his engorged manhood in the baby’s mouth, he released one hand from behind her head that he hung to by gripping a handful of the baby’s lustrous auburn reddish hair; he inserted his index finger into the girl’s vagina. Serena cringed and her eyes squeezed shut for a moment and then reopened.
Carissa refused to allow this man or any other man to mutilate the only family she has, the only true goodness in her life. Having moved more times than she could count in her lifetime to escape the law; she had eventually lost touch with any blood relatives and made few friends; prostitutes, runaways, jailbirds, thieves. It seemed her entire life had become a ritual of running, trying to escape something. At the tender age of sixteen she met this man who promised to protect her and take care of her. He was her savior, and he delivered her out of the darkness of teen prostitution and setting rattraps for food. He took her out of the “kill or be killed” laws of the runaway gangs where it was survival of the fittest. John was her everything, and here he was, taking everything from her.
He was jabbing his finger in and out of her vagina now so hard that blood began to run down the little girl’s legs, joining her already pee soaked dress. Yet Serena’s eyes never showed submission, they only beckoned to her mother filled with a pain and shame that no child this age should know. It was almost as though she knew it was coming and though she didn’t like it, it was just something she had to do. But Carissa didn’t see it that way. She would die before allowing him to do what her father and so many men before has done to her, stole her pride and her womanhood. Left her no choice but to adhere to abuse, sell her body, and then doing it all over again to please her own husband.
The sounds, the thoughts, her reasoning all came down to this moment. She became enraged as she found the strength to lift the gun so it was in full view from where it originally hung at her side.
“I won’t let you do this John.” She admonished, but he only saw her weak pathetic stance as a joke and laughed, a moan getting caught in is throat as his body jerked, an orgasm emerging.
“I am so sorry baby.” She spoke now to Serena, and pulled the trigger. She didn’t know much about guns or how many bullets were in the one she held. She only knew that it was a gun, and it had bullets, and she pulled the trigger and fired once. The impact of the gun was a shock. Her eyes widened in dumbfounded panic as the gun spewed and sprayed at the target that raped her daughter. The unexpected raining of the gun exploded everywhere. The pellets ripped at John’s body and she watched as Serena fell, blood splattered all over her face that once held the cum filled penis of her father. The six foot six inch framed man fell with a heavy thud to the floor barely missing the small child’s body. His two hundred and fifty pounds echoed throughout the house. Disbelief in his eyes as he reached for Carissa, but Carissa held her stance and stood far away from him and watched as he labored to breathe.
“Serena?” She called in a whisper; the girl was blown to the ground with the impact of John’s falling body. Carissa was plastered to the floor. She couldn’t move closer in fear of what she would find. She called from the distance where she stood as she fired that deadly shot.
“Baby, please say something to mommy.” She begged, but the girl had lost consciousness. White orgasmic fluids stained her face causing a red and white collage when mixed with blood. The odor mingled with gunpowder nauseated Carissa and she fell to the ground in lamentation. Everything came down to this moment and the daughter she tried to save has died at her own hands. Everything she thought she was escaping, surviving, trying to give to her daughter. Everything she had, her Serena, she swore to protect her. But she couldn’t. She failed again.
Her tears fell like the flowing stream of a powerful waterfall. Taking one final look about her, she knew what she had to do. She raised the gun to her temple to utilize the final bullet in the two-barrel shotgun, and with her final breath she uttered again, “I am sorry baby, mommy failed you,” and she pulled the trigger for the last time.
What is the focal point of your company Universal Write Publications LLC ?
The point at first was just to be a self published author.
However, throughout the process the company has developed itself into something greater. I work with so many not for profit organizations with poetry and performing arts organizations who are interested in helping artist who cannot break into the publishing industry. Having worked as Executive Editor of Black Print Publishing Inc. and ASSOCIATE PUBLISHER of Q-BORO BOOKS LLC, I have intimate knowledge of the fact that there are just some things that don’t sell, and won’t get published by big publishing houses, such as poetry, self help and most autobiographies. But so many have stories to tell of this nature that are powerful. UNIVERSAL WRITE PUBLICATIONS LLC has developed a new PUBLISHING APPROACH WITH A UNIQUE VISION. Please take the time in the coming months to visit my website at http://www.denisecampbell.com/ or http://www.universalwrite.com/ and you will see MAJOR changes and the company develop into the amazing phenomenon it is for the underdog with a voice.
How has teaming and networking with prolific companies and organizations helped out your company?
This is the BEST part of anything I believe. Teaming up and working with companies that share the same vision in different ways, and everyone basically being apart of the machine in such a liquid way that it works well together and malfunctions alone.
Its like cooking, it needs a side dish, flavor, something to wash it down with, something to eat on. These are all components of a meal and though some of these things may seem unnecessary at times, without them all working together, you know something is missing and it becomes distasteful. This is the vision I hold in my heart for Universal Write Publications LLC. I am only part of a whole working mechanism and without http://www.graphic-effects.com/, http://www.cgmediapublications.com/, http://www.c-a-h.org/, http://www.disilgold.com/ and http://www.shootemupfilmmedia.com/ I cannot function properly. These are some of the things that makes me who I am and Universal Write Publications LLC what it is.
What were some of the theatrical performances you appeared in?
Oh my gosh, too many to name. I have been doing events since college, and graduated into the professional world of paid events, speaking engagements like Jazz events at Africa World, The NYC Department of Health Black History month events, Universities like Hofstra and New York City Technical College inviting me as quest performer at seasonal events and author Donna Hill’s Literary Gumbo at the Langston Hughes Community Library and Cultural Center. So much to mention but these are just a few.
Who is the real Denise?
The real Denise love to laugh, like her peace. She is an introvert at heart. Denise does not like clubbing or partying but loves music and dancing. She loves therapeutic evenings burning oils and reading sci-fi and vampire books or watching horror movies. Denise loves her family and that goes beyond blood, extending into adopted sisters, brothers, mothers, mentors and confidants. She is a mother of a 5 year old child who was discovered at 3 years old to have the IQ of a six years old when she began reading and writing. Denise is a realistic, practical, analytical person that believes in consequences and accepts her mistakes as part of life. Denise is a Teacher, a caregiver, a daughter a sister who understands that she needs the people who love her in her life, because there will always be so many others who will not like her just because she exists. Denise loves God, not a religious fanatic, and believes that all things are possible through faith and hope and love.
What events will you be appearing at next?
Not sure. I have taken a break to get back to me, family and re-direction. Some great things are in the works and Denise is going to be back on the scene again. I am happy, at peace, and following my heart.
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My sons and I decided to go walking around the lake near our home the other day. It is such a glorious place to spend an afternoon in the Springtime when the leaves are coming out on the trees and the flowers are coming up through the ground. It has a well worn gravel path that circles the entire lake. You can walk at your own pace and delight in all the natural beauty that surrounds you. It is the perfect place to get back in touch with God and to fill your soul with joy.
The only problem is that with the path being so near the water, erosion sometimes causes holes to develop along the walkway. It was while we were walking along it the other day that one of these holes caught my oldest boy unawares. He stumbled and almost fell but thankfully was able to reach out and take my hand. I steadied him and we walked on for awhile holding hands and feeling connected in our love for each other.
I think that sometimes the troubles we face in our journey through life are a lot like those holes in the ground. They are always there causing us to stumble and sometimes even to fall. It is good to know, however, that we can always reach out and take the hand of our Heavenly Father. He is always there by our side waiting to pick us up and steady us. He is always ready for us to take His hand and walk on with Him connected in love forever.
The next time you stumble and fall on your journey through life then reach out and take God’s loving hand. And after you take it never let it go again. Walk on with God forever, choosing love and sharing joy with each step you take. Always remember too that with God’s loving hand steadying your walk you can use your other hand to reach out and help up those who have fallen as well. The journey through life, after all, is always better when you are holding the hands of those you love.
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