I am proud to announce that my ebook The Ghost Queen is NOW available for purchase through the Kindlebook store!
Though I must admit it’s been one hell of a ride, especially with the writing process. And yet, I am truly thankful for having finished such a restless task.
I mean, it feels amazing.
I have come from such a long way, or so it seems, seeing as though I grew up with the ability to harbor my feelings from family and friends. So having published this book is a big deal to me. And may come as a surprise to many.
The Ghost Queen is a poetic memoir, wrapped up into short stories. Mostly, detailing brutal thoughts of lies, abuse, and betrayal.
And still, I feel grateful for the growth that came from writing this book as I feel I’ve evolved into a woman I can be proud of.
So with that being said, it’s time to celebrate! Here’s a sneak peek of one of my favorite stories:
Dear Music, Thank You
*Inspired from a journal entry I wrote when I was 13*
Dear Diary,
What’s the lesson in trusting people with programmed game plans?
Just be prepared to get scammed and chanced at the back hand of a best friend.
Unplanned, you’ll find yourself falling into quicksand, at the right hands of a masked artist, an armed thief, casing your house for gems and jewelry.
Now how am I supposed to feel with these telegrammed emotions sent by swift messengers from a strange land? And no, I’m not calling this another “misunderstanding.”
Damn.
She could’ve had anybody. Anybody! But no, she chose Rick instead and secretly at that!
Tell her how you feel.
And for what? So she can use my feelings as weapons against me?
Tear-gassed invasions in poorly ventilated spaces can kill you.
Thank you for reminding me.
Even when I’m at my best, I’m still not good enough. Even when I’m trying, I still don’t stand a chance. Even when I think I can trust you, I still can’t.
Not even my own best friend.
I saw Keisha today after sixth period, talking about some nonsense, nothing serious. I pretended to smile just to play nice. But for real, I wasn’t with it.
She called the other day looking for me. But I made Robbie tell her I wasn’t in.
So I’m sure she’ll get the picture eventually. Especially when I start catching a different bus and making new friends.
I’m switching up.
I’m done with this friendship, partnership, relationship between disguises and surprises, terrorizing my emotions by that two-faced villain bitch.
Just a few more years and I’m off to college!
And then I can disappear with the quickness. I mean magician tricks. No pictures at graduation, no yearbook signatures and shit.
It’ll be like I never knew her, she never knew me.
And I lied too.
Them Baby Phat jeans weren’t cute on her either.
The Ghost Queen is officially out and I am beyond overjoyed. There’s so much I want to share with the world. So go and grab your copy today!
Until next time.
Careless love shoved into cluttered spaces that don’t define its true nature. To be in love is to share a room with hopes and beliefs, engaging in stimulating conversations; an invitation extended out to dreams, toasting to champagne wishes. This one is for you my love, cheers to new beginnings —-Bella Masala
