Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Experiment - 9122010


       Emma watched the play with interest; it had been at least a year since she last went to the theatre. She would treat herself to the theatre, followed by either a really good dinner out somewhere or a run through a bookstore followed by a nice cup of hot tea. Unfortunately, she stopped going for a while after she started dating Paul, a nice guy who had no interest in anything that would stimulate his mind aside from watching sports on the TV. Before long, several months passed and soon, she dumped Paul and returned to herself, gathering the lost pieces she so carelessly threw aside when she was “in love”. Now that she was happily single again, she resumed her theatre nights. So, while watching the actors perform the drama with great interest, Emma recognized one of the actresses; an older woman named Matilda who used to work with her until she decided to quit in order to pursue her career as an actress. Emma had her own dreams of becoming a full time novelist but decided to stay with her company until she was able to make enough through sales of her novel before leaving. She knew that Matilda and her husband were both actors and that they did not make too much in the field yet they both had the passion for what they did.
Creative people like Matilda and Emma were driven by their passions no matter where they lay, but Emma knew that she had to eat and survive and so far, her book was not making enough to cover her lifestyle but it was gaining slow momentum by way of word of mouth and her readings at various places. Those thoughts drove her as she worked nightly on her second novel. When Emma saw her friend on the stage doing her best (which was usually beyond awesome) she felt glad for her friend and wished her nothing but luck. Once the play was over, Emma went home to change clothes and then left out again to find a coffee shop so she could enjoy a cup of Earl Grey tea while reading. Emma put in one of her jazz CDs as she drove and hummed along with the bebop melody while her eyes scanned the streets and the day gave way to the night. Suddenly, Emma saw an older woman dressed in shabby clothes clutching a bright red bag on her shoulder as she trudged along the sidewalk and realized it was Matilda. She slowed down her car once she passed Matilda by, wondering why she didn’t have a car to get herself home. For several minutes, Emma thought about slowing down again so she could give her a ride to her home but hesitated in her actions. Something inside of her did not want to carry out such an action and sadly enough, Emma listened to that part of her mind and drove off while watching the silhouetted figure of Matilda struggle  with her belongings. Emma turned up her jazz music and sighed; she was an artist that did not want to live such a starving life like her comrades. Ten minutes later, she had forgotten her dilemma as she drove up to the coffee shop and walked in with thoughts of a nice cup of Earl Grey and how the plot of her second novel was coming along.
(copyright - Kimberly Richardson 2013)

Thursday, April 18, 2013

BLACK PULP - Pro Se Press







Pro Se Press has just released the anthology BLACK PULP, featuring many wonderful and talented writers plus an Introduction by Walter Mosley! My story, Agnes Viridian and the Search for the Scales, is included.

Click HERE to order your copy today!



Saturday, April 13, 2013

Experiment - 24 March 2010


Leaves

When I first met Paula, I told her that she smelled like bergamot. Every time she moved her arms, every time her hair caught a light breeze, my senses would go into overdrive and all I could think of was a pot of Earl Grey tea. She said she smelled that way because she spent most of her childhood in her uncle’s tea shop, wandering among the tall glass jars filled to the brim with exotic smells and delicacies from around the world. A pinch of oolong here, a dabble of British Breakfast there, some lavender thrown in for good measure, and voila! she would say, raising her hands over her head as if she was a magician. She lived for the scents that awakened the senses, for it was in those scents that brought us to a moment of undiluted happiness.
One day I wanted to feel that same experience, so the two of us walked from my home to her uncle’s teashop, the small cerulean blue coloured store at the end of the street with wind chimes at the door. When she opened the door, I closed my eyes without even thinking. It was here, all of it, ready and waiting for me and only me. Her uncle, a grizzled old man who somehow forgot that the 60s had ended a long time ago, came from around the desk and hugged his niece with happiness and pride. I stood back, giving them their space but also taking in the scents as best as I could. Her uncle then pulled away from her and introduced himself to me with a smile and a firm handshake.      
            “I give people happiness,” he said with a wink. “Too often, people come in here dull and grey. I let them see what they are missing in Life.” With that, he walked back behind the counter to a small stove with a kettle that had just begun to whistle. From this kettle he filled three already prepared cups that stood to the side then waved at us to join him. When we reached him, he handed each of us a cup; Paula’s was the colour of blood while mine was a deep violet. He raised his bright white cup in a mute toast and smiled as we took a sip from our own cups. Once the hot liquid touched my tongue, my skin began to smell like jasmine. She was right.



(copyright) 
(photo taken at Cheekwood Botanical Garden -  Nashville, TN)

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

The New Face of PULP!








Good vs. Evil.

Gangsters dressed to the nines with guns ablazin'.

Women with mink stoles and secret pasts.

Masked vigilantes darting across the night skies in search of crime to fight.

Welcome to the world of New Pulp!

My introduction to New Pulp was through Tommy Hancock, owner of Pro Se Press. Thanks to him, I was led into a world of crime, gritty justice, and dapper dressers with just a hint of the supernatural. After spending some time with him at several conventions, I finally purchased a copy of the book The Adventures of Lazarus Gray by Barry Reese and read it in 24 hours.

Lazarus Gray is a man who wakes up on a beach with only a medallion and a fractured past, yet he does not let that hinder him as he and his allies Samantha Grace, Morgan Watts and Eun Jiwon help the citizens of Sovereign City through Assistance Unlimited. In the first book, we find Lazarus and associates fighting evil from all sides as they locate a woman with Phantom Eyes, track down a man who has literally lost his heart to a beautiful woman, do battle with a skull headed maniac and other exciting adventures. This book is composed of several stories that do not disappoint! If you are looking for well told stories with characters that you will care about mixed with hard boiled pulp-ness, then look no further - The Adventures of Lazarus Gray is just for you!

For those of you who don't know, Pulp Ark 2013 will be on April 26-28 in Springdale, AR; if you want to know more about New Pulp, Pro Se Press or The Adventures of Lazarus Gray, stop by and have yourself a ball!

I'll be there, ready to purchase the next Lazarus Gray book!


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