The front of my book cover is the naked back of a woman baring it all. I want to say that it’s done tastefully but I really can say that. Tasteful is an opinion and to each they’re own. My book came from a place that was bare. It came from the inner me, the me that could not come out until now. I misplace myself in this life. I had to kill off part of me that just wanted to obey society. The part that would not cause trouble and just accept my life however it may be. Then the part of me that could not live like this any longer took over. So before I knew it I was dyeing my hair red and writing my second book. I could tell you trust me when it come out will be something to really talk about. That’s another story for another time but the naked thing is kind a like opening a closet. People that would like to buy the book look and say is it about sex or what. I could say no but that would be a lie. Other say it’s not spiritual is it and answering no again would be another lie. So you mean to tell me that you put God and sin in one book. Yeah I kinda did but you read a book that also did that. And then they say what that book would be because I only read the Holy Bible. I don’t know what you’re reading but the Holy Bible does put the two together unless you’re skipping over those parts. I’m not here to debate the Bible so let’s just get back to my book. I didn’t do the book cover like this so that I could sell books. Or ever name the company Selling Katenna for that same reason. One I already have a post on why I name the company and the book their names so if you want to know go back to that post. Moving on the naked woman on the cover, I had a struggle within myself to know if I was really going to do that. The fight was so strong that I at the last minute change the book cover twice. That woman may or may not be me but that is not in question also that’s something I not going to answer. The question that is on everyone mind is why is there a naked woman on the cover. All I can say is that as an artist my creative side wouldn’t let me do it no other way. If you look closely that piece was done using the title of the book. Yes the whole piece is nothing but words. Some would ask why I chose that position. I could tell you the true that not only is she not ready to face the world but also she turn her back on society. I realize that this book was baring my soul and accepting my faith so that’s why she naked. That why she turn to you showing everyone her back and backside. I want people to understand that again I write from the heart as all artist do. I had to accept that I could never go with anyone flow. So buy it for the words or buy it for the cover or don’t buy it at all. Either way I have to be unapologetic about my creativity. My life is an open book that was just publish so whether you’re on this flight or not we’re in different seat and we may not sit together either way.
I was asked “What do you do for a living?’
Why does this reply has everyone looking at me like I don’t have a job? When I say I’m working everyone think I need help. Like the reply was just a cover up for unemployed. Like I’m ashamed to say I don’t have a job.
I’m working leave everyone guessing at what. And for what?
So when I’m busy working. I’m multiple things at any giving time and the hardest thing for me is applying one thing to myself. I’m a writer, an artist, a designer, a creator, a poet, a collector, and those are just the job I do daily.
Don’t forget the account, the researcher, the lawyer at time, the doctor, and those are the jobs I don’t get paid for when I help others.
So I’m working leave everyone but me think it’s easy.
Working on me, working for me, working for others, working in the world. Just working like crazy. Doing any and everything to earn. Whether it’s money, experience, or favors. I get the job done.
And at the end of the day I’m working cover so little but do so much.
Word the paradise in which I exist. My world scream to me with a hungry that only words can fulfill. I question my observance when I’m writing how can you describe this with the expressions you give it? Where the action is felt in my lines on paper better than my own mouth. I write and it scare me. Putting words to the beat of my heart. Turning life in steps of mathematical equations that goes against its own law. It could be worst I could be destructive with my mind creating micros that would destroy the human race. Or I could politically coning you to buy into my version of a great America. I just write my feelings whatever they maybe. Whatever God I serve, whatever hell I’m in, whatever life has taken with its pound of flesh. I cannot tell you how I write only why I write. Most people would see those word and think she just stated the same thing. While writers would know the different. Why I write to breathe to live to begin to end to dream. My writing could be impersonal or delicate. It could make you wet all over with release or freeze paralyze with angry. It is not special and different just unique with its eccentricities. It drive me irrational to know that I’m haunted by my word. Just to discover world with pen to paper or is it paper to pen. I only tell you that I write not for approve, not to sin, not even to go against society. My writing is only to let the little people in my head out. Giving them a home on paper. What if you’re reading this then you know me I have an endless need to be admitted. So I will forever be behind the glass looking out of a window.
Rain drop are falling on my….
I wish I was in…
Wait a minute! It’s raining what the hell. I mean I’m sitting outside to get away. The inside of my life is claustrophobic because me, myself, and I are always fighting. On top of that they wouldn’t let Kay speak at all. I mean we’re to old for this shit. We’re grown definitely not a child anymore. I want everyone to just sit down and realize we each have a part to play. We all make decisions and we’ve all made many mistakes. It should be so easy to get everyone on the same frame of mind. Yeah right. “I” keeps wanting to do everything “I” way. “Me” is quick to say that there is no I in team but there is a me. And don’t let me talk about “myself”. You would think that “myself” was selfless but myself is so damn selfish. The only one that can be trust to lead the team is Kay. Unfortunately Kay’s problem is being led by outsiders. Family, friends, and even co-workers wants a piece of the action. So what do I do? It’s even harder to get everyone in the same book much less the same page without outsiders influence. I keep quiet hoping that eventually things will get better but it never does. And time is running out. Pretty soon we all going to stop. Stop as if we never existed in this world. Could it be we just need to take one another out and maybe Kay will eventually push herself to accomplish all our dreams. And just maybe will be able to make something out of this life of our. I think of all the things we’ve dream of creating. What the hell who am I kidding. I just Katenna I can’t do anything anyway.
Welcome to In Air Moments, I. A.M. This blog was just another part of my creative and now it has it’s own home. Where as before it was house at the Sellingkatenna website which is down until further notice. In Air Moments is the same identical blog but with a bonus page Mrs. K. Chuk a blog within a blog.
If you remember the I. A.M. blog from before nothing has change my life is still an airport just with multi companies to use when traveling lol. Also I am still working on my second books release and I will be publishing later this year. I’ll let you guy know very soon about everything on that front. I hope to bring the same poetic style to everything I do in life not just on the pages of my books. And if you know anything about writing you would know that an author brain never stops even when we have writer block. We just find something else to write about.
This is how Mrs. K. Chuk was created I got married sometime ago and started writing about everything I’d learned. Some of it was humorous and some was painful. In any case I wanted to add this to the blog it’s still In Air Moments but only from the point of view of my married life.
My life is forever changing as my creativity grow, more and more I’m discovering new challenges. I hope that you guys enjoy the new site and thank you for being apart of my journey.
I now have the title of Author as a job description. I guess a lot of people were wondering how I became an Author. I get asked this question a lot by family, friends, and enemies. Well it’s like this I wrote words on pages for years. And as I kept on writing putting words on paper. Fixing misspelled words and trying to work on my grammar. I decided to self-publish. I am sure that was pretty much how it happen. Then I realize that they was not asking how I became an Author. Instead they all want to know how I became an Author. How I had no fear in my writing, how after so many failure in life I still chose to publish, how my word could be in a book of my own making, how I had the courage to step out on faith and do it all myself. Well in that case I prayed. I ask God to give me strength to do all things. Just so you know God give you everything you want that’s why I know my word come from the heart I’m not afraid. I’m not afraid to write hate it or love it my words will be heard. So now I tell you pray on it, if this is for you God will make it happen. And yes I write from the heart so I don’t always have to be spiritual. I had to learn that no matter what I write someone has to hear it for themselves. That’s why a lot of people really don’t understand my writing. It’s because it does not related to you. To know my words and it meaning it has to move you. So hello my name is Katenna Adderley and I am an Author.