This year, I’ve been on a mission. 2017 has been the year of getting shit done. More than any other year, I’ve set out to cross off my to-do list with a vengeance. From traveling to Haiti to run a marathon, doubling up on travel, and making more money, to pushing forward with building a legacy for my daughter, I’ve been handling my business, one by one.
Nearly 8 years ago, I began writing what I thought would be a memoire about my years of travels as a Black girl. What came after was years of edits, rewrites and pauses and starts. I sent it out to several publishers and dealt with rejection over and over again. After all this work, I thought I would never see my book in print.
Cue 2017. I quit with the excuses, went through another round of edits and just put it out, critics be damned. I’m proud to release Confessions of a Black Diva, a fictional tale of love, lust, ambition and boarding passes.
From a suburban Long Island town, a five-year-old Black girl and her grandmother begin embarking on road trips across America in a four-door Riviera. This little girl becomes infected with the travel bug, moving to New York City to pursue a career in art and fashion. Her life of couture, travel and love a airs form a seductive web that rocks her world from Brooklyn to Bahia.
Confessions of a Black Travel Diva is available on Amazon
and Barnes & Noble.