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Hoop Dreams Deflated Cover Reveal, Release Date and More!

Woot Woot! I just finished my 8th novel! Yaaaaasssss! I am so psyched! I was worried that I was developing writer’s block and anybody who knows me knows for sure that writer’s block for me is a fate worst than death. I’m so serious.  But it wasn’t writer’s block. I just have so much going on right now, I’ve been going through so much for the last four years I’m just patiently waiting for the light at the end of the tunnel. It can’t rain all the time, right? But that’s another blog entry for another time. So, as I said, it’s wasn’t writer’s block. I really just needed some peace and quiet, and the opportunity to sit my ass down and write without hearing the itchy and scratchy fighting between my two oldest children, or my youngest running around being “Boss Lady” as I call her. Thankfully, my son went to Wildwood with his dad’s mom (funny how they didn’t bother to take Dallas but I’m not going to go there) and my sister grabbed Destiny and Dallas and they all hung out at her house, spending the night and leaving me to write in peace. Hunty listen, after I read over the book, my fingers went to town. Okay, well not immediately. LOL! I had to throw my earphones in and zone out for a bit. That’s how I see my books. I throw on some Tupac or some good Linkin Park, or some other groovy tunes and I close my eyes and rock out as I let my book play in my head until I see the complete ending. I gotta tell y’all, I didn’t like what I saw. One of the things that was taking me so long with this book is that I had to kill someone that I didn’t want to kill and I was trying to find away around that which is totally not like me. I believe in writing what I see. If I don’t, that’s like going against the grain and the book won’t be right! Once I came to grips with the murder I had to commit, it was just a matter of how this person was going to die. When I tell y’all I cried like a little bitch-baby over the way this murder went down. SMH it was the most heart wrenching piece of fiction I ever wrote. All in all, Hoop Dreams Deflated is the realest shit I ever wrote. It’s relatable to so many people growing up in broken homes in inner cities. I was thinking about posting a preview but NAH! I’m going to save that for my podcast as soon as I figure out how and when I’m going to get this thing popping. In the meantime, are you guys ready for this bomb-ass cover that I did last night?! Hunty, listen. I think this is the best cover I have done so far and I must say, I am getting much better at this.

Hoop Dreams Deflated by Yani
Hoop Dreams Deflated by Yani

Yaaaasssss!!! Oh My God!!! When I was hunting for images to use and I came across this guy, I screamed “That’s Davion!!” (main character). When I tell y’all that is damn near identical to who I pictured as I wrote this story, I’m so serious. I remember that’s how I felt when I found the guy I use as Jamal for A Thug’s Redemption series cover and A Thug’s Life Revisited. Nobody was using him. Now everybody and their fucking mama using his ass. Like damn, hop up off me! Let me be great! I hope I don’t have the same problem with him because he is fine as hell and PERFECT as the character for Davion. If I’m lucky enough to make this a movie, I plan on hunting his gorgeous ass down!

So, when is Hoop Dreams Deflated coming out? December 10th 2017 is when. Why am I waiting so long? Because I don’t want this to be a rushed release. I did that with a few of my books and though I had good sales, it wasn’t what I wanted or expected. Also, I have big plans for this book, so folks will have to be patient and stay up on this blog because you never know when I might do a give away, do a sneak preview or leak a couple copies to test the waters.

For now, get jiggy with this synopsis. Before I go, however, I will let y’all know that I’ve decreased my presence on social media. The chances of you seeing updates on Facebook, Instagram and twitter are slim to none. I just feel like I let social media and what some of these other authors do steer me away from how I initially set out to do things with my books. I’ve never been a follower. And besides, since I’m not in any of the “cliques” folks aren’t “really” checking for me unless their quietly spying on the low and I ain’t got time for that. Also because bitches are nosey (excuse my French) and only be eye hustling so they can have something to talk about. So rather than censoring what I say or trying to be mindful of what I post, I’ll just put the shit in my blog and on my website. Those who really support me will come here and those who don’t *shrugs*. They’ll hop on when it’s too late for me to give a shit about their (fake) support.

Hoop Dreams Deflated by Yani (Synopsis)

With a crack-whore for a mother, it’s no wonder that life for Davion and his younger sister Janaya, was everything but a crystal stair. Left in a dirty house by themselves with only the roaches to look after them as their tummies rumbled, the two anxiously await their mother to return with food for them to eat. Seeing LeBron James play in one of his first NBA games awakened Davion’s passion for the sport, but hearing his baby sister’s tearful pleas for something to eat makes him vow to become a super star athlete, so he and his sister would never again see days like the ones they were currently living. While salvaging slices of bread from a moldy loaf in the refrigerator, the two manage to make jelly sandwiches, only for the electric to be turned off. They are now alone in the dark, cold and hungry. A phone call placed to their father leads to their rescue and Davion and Janaya are placed in his custody.

His mother’s dope fiend habits wreak havoc in his young life, causing him to get into countless fights while losing all respect for the woman he now only refers to as Joselyn. But a heated confrontation between the two leads to a startling revelation that it was his father who turned Joselyn onto coke and created her habit that ultimately led to her overdose, with Janaya and Davion being the ones to find her. The respect, love and admiration Davion once had for the man he affectionately referred to as Pops, quickly diminishes after that dreadful day, and tragedy seems to make itself right at home in their lives.

Holding on to his hoop dreams, Davion works hard at perfecting his craft with his sister following in his footsteps. But with tragedy striking around them constantly, the dream begins to slowly slip from his grip. Davion soon learns that everyone is not who they seem as he suspects his step-mother played a part in a murder that nearly destroys the family. Through Davion’s eyes, he tells his story down to the final seconds of his fourth quarter when it’s too late for him to realize that his suspicions were misplaced… as was his trust.

Anitbeet Productions Updates- Signed New Urban Fiction Author

I keep saying that I am going to update this blog more frequently, but I just can’t seem to find the time. It’s been six months since the last time I wrote a blog post and boy and have I been busy. I’ve been writing two books- Licked Into Submission and Hoop Dreams Deflated. I also started writing the screen play to A Thug’s Redemption and I must say, it is turning out to be much better than the actual book. That’s always been my thing about turning books into movies; it should either be like the book, or BETTER than the book. Movies like Cujo, the original It, (can’t wait to see what they do with this remake) and others disappointed immensely. They didn’t do the book justice and I don’t want to disappoint my readers. One of the reviews that I got a few times about A Thug’s Redemption is that Jamal wasn’t a “thug”. (Tell that to White America…) But by “hood standards”, Jamal was not a thug. And they were absolutely correct. Jamal wasn’t a thug. Maybe a little rough around the edges, but he was never meant to be a thug. It’s just unfortunately because of some of the things he had gotten into, he was perceived and pre-judged with many seeing him as a thug. But in this screen-play, wooo, y’all about to see a side to Jamal that I don’t think y’all are ready for. I made him much more ruthless and “thuggish”. I also changed a couple of things and there’s a major plot twist. So get ready. Now does that mean A Thug’s Redemption is going to get a re-write…? Hmmm… the idea has merit…

urban fiction author
Hood Boy by LeRoy Payton

In other news, I have signed my first author to Anitbeet Productions. Woo hoo! I am so excited for this author. His penmanship, style and way with words is not only charismatic, but artistic. He paints a vivid picture with his words that brings his story to live and gives you a taste of “the game” raw and uncut. Hood Boy: I Am What I Am by LeRoy Payton is the first of a trilogy telling the story of a young man Javon aka Slim who has a strong desire for freedom and independence, a desire that was brought on by being locked down by his father due to his behavioral problems. He gets a taste of that freedom and independence after being introduced to the street life of hustling and reaping the financial rewards that he technically does not need, but wants all the same. The seduction of the drug game pulls him in deeply and he soon faces what most street niggas face in the game: deceit, hate and threats to his street credibility that he’s worked hard to establish. Like many others, peace is sought outside of the hectic street lifestyle, but with that comes the strong possibility of it being compromised and even destroyed. Author LeRoy Payton definitely has done a great job with putting this book and series together. The ending is sure to leave you craving for the second installment in this amazing book series. So stay tuned! Hood Boy: I Am What I Am will be dropping July 27th 2017 which also happens to be his 37th birthday. I’m teaching myself how to use InDesign so I can design better and more high quality book covers. I am also looking to give Anitbeet Productions website a makeover. Starting in September, I will be taking submissions for urban fiction, erotica, Christian Fiction, thrillers, and more. I am excited to be taking Anitbeet Productions to another level! Lastly, I will be in Harlem, NY for the Harlem Book Festival. I will have all of my books with me with the exception of Terrors from Beyond since that is only in ebook format. Not only will readers be able to get signed copies of my paperback novels as well as Hard Cover copies of Love’s Deadly Masquerade, but I will also have my paypal debit card swipe device to accept credit and debit card transactions and you will be able to purchase ebooks from me as well. I will also be doing book bundle deals and giveaways with purchases to show my support to my readers. I have not been to the Harlem Book Festival since 2013 and I am super excited to be going back! So readers in New York, be sure to come check me out!!! That’s all of the updates that I have for now! I’m super excited for what this summer is going to bring! Until next time folks! And I promise it won’t be another six months before I post again. LOL!

Yani’s Rant against Urban Fiction

The Author Yani
The Author Yani

Hello everyone and thank you for stopping by my blog. This is more-so a continuation from my last blog entry where I was introducing myself. But I saw where it was turning into a rant about my disdain for what urban fiction has been turned into, so I decided to create another blog entry for that purpose alone.

I watch what is going on in the Literary World and I am not happy with it. I can’t even count the number of “novels” (and I say the shit loosely because I’m sorry, a book with 134 pages is not a got damn novel, please stop it) that have the same re-hashed story line similar to New Jack City, King of New York, Menace to Society, Boyz in Da Hood, it’s getting sickening. I can’t tell you how many excerpts I’ve read where the story line goes like this- Typical Thug strives to make his come-up by becoming the most notorious drug lord in whatever Urban City setting. Typical Thug meets typical gold digging hood-rat who sets him up against his enemies and now it’s time for payback… Or this one; Typical hood chick comes from a hard knock life filled with despair, parents who didn’t care, was always broke and dreamed of having it all. Typical hood chick meets typical hustler who transforms her like Optimus Prime while giving  her a taste of “Kool C’s Glamorous Life”. Typical Thug gets tragically killed or locked up leaving Typical Chick out in the cold and forced to keep up with this glamorous life by either becoming a “bad boss bitch hustler” or a “stripper” until she meets her next big pay day. Seriously…? It disgusts me and depresses me that I can’t get a quality urban fiction novel with a well thought out, ORIGINAL plot, that does not depict Black Men as Hustlers, Drug Dealers, Pimps and wanna be King Pins and women as gold digging hoes who will sell out their pussy to the highest bidder just to become the next “bad bitch”. Come on man! But hey… this is what happens when lack of originality and lack of creativity prevails. And let’s not talk about the poor grammar in the dialogue and the poor grammar throughout some of these books. I know I’ve had a couple of mistakes when I first released “A Thug’s Redemption” but I hurried up and pulled those shits and printed again with corrections. And even now I let readers know, if you find an error, don’t be afraid to let me know so the next time I print, that can be corrected as well. It’s called good business.
Now let’s talk about the ebooks for .99cents…

When I first began seeing this on Amazon, I thought to myself “What the hell?” I was against it from the gate. But as I did some research for marketing and promotional reasons, a lot of people suggested that .99cent ebook deals was a great way to generate more readers. I was still against it but figured I’d try it and see where it got me. Now, A Thug’s Redemption had previously made it onto the Amazon’s Best Seller’s list for Kindle when it first came out but I didn’t really know what that meant. A Thug’s Redemption made it back onto the list when I made the kindle book available for .99cents. Yes, that was a nice accomplishment but meanwhile, the artist in me knew better.  I worked too hard on that book to sell it for pennies FLAT OUT.  I take too much pride in my efforts as a writer, in my talent, in my ability to construct a well thought out plot and actually produce a full length QUALITY novel. My book is better than .99cents. Shit, all of my novels are better than .99cents. And unless it is a new release promotion, which even then, I doubt I will use this tactic, you will NEVER catch any of my novels in ebook format lower than $2.99. So cheap readers who want to read for free, that’s what the library is for. Get a library card. Cheap readers who only want to pay $.99 for an ebook, my work is not for you. I cannot market to that field of readers. But for those who seek a quality read and are familiar with the saying “You get what you pay for” (because trust me, I have read some of these $.99 titles and JEEZUS!!!) and know sometimes going cheap leaves you disappointed and full of regrets, my books are for you.

This post isn’t meant to offend other authors who use this tactic, to each their own. I’m not recanting my words, it’s my blog, it’s my opinion, I stand by it. If I were to apologize for saying what’s on my mind, that would make me faker than a 52nd street Prada hand-bag. Some have the philosophy that they would rather have 100 sells at $.99 than only 10 sells at $2.99. But if you market and promote your work effectively and efficiently, you can get 100 sells at $2.99. To me $.99 ebooks are just a quick way to generate a lot of sells in a short period of time and on the one hand, maybe that’s a good thing. But if your shit is garbage and you release another book, of those previous sales, how many repeat customers will come back? So I say master your craft first and produce quality work so you can be paid what you’re worth. I don’t like being under paid and to sell my novels that I worked so hard on for $.99 is like doing a disservice to myself.

That’s all for now. As you know, you can check out my work on my personal website You can also purchase from my website using paypal and get FREE SHIPPING or for those who enjoy reading ebooks, you can find me on Amazon Kindle, Barnes & Noble Nook, ibook, Kobo, Google Books/Google Play and Smashwords. Thanks for checking out my blog. Feel free to leave your thoughts and comments. Follow me on twitter and Instagram and check out my youtube channel. Peace!

Heads Up- Introductory Post to Yani Speaks

The Author Yani
TAY- The Author Yani

Hello everyone, and welcome to my new blog, “Yani Speaks”. For my old readers, you may have been used to my blog “Philly Support Philly”. That Blog is no more. I needed to focus more on myself and what I am trying to accomplish as a self-published author which meant I had no time for anything outside of that. New readers, welcome! I must warn you that I will be holding no punches in this blog. I will speak my mind eloquently, respectfully but BLUNTLY. This blog will be about me, my work as a self-published author, events that I will have coming up as well as my views and opinions on the what’s happenings in and around Philadelphia, the music industry- specifically hip-hop and R&B- sports and any and everything else that I feel like talking about.
A little bit about myself- My name is “Yani”. I am a Philadelphia native. I used to live in North Philly in Blumberg Projects until my family moved to Germantown and now I am in West Oaklane. I know a lot of authors say in their interviews that they’ve been writing since as long as they can remember. Let me be more specific. I started writing stories when I was about four years old. My favorite cartoon at the time was “Tom & Jerry” and as a child, I still remember how much I wanted Tom to get that damn mouse! (LOL) So I began writing my own versions of Tom & Jerry in this little notebook with a cream colored cover and a black spine. I mostly remember asking my mother or older brothers and sisters how to spell “cheese”. I can recall leaving the story on our glassed table one day when I went upstairs to play the old 8 bit Nintendo with my sisters and my brother Victor sat at the table and began drawing in his sketch pad. He saw my story and the little pictures I tried to draw of Tom chasing Jerry as Jerry was trying to get the cheese and he read it. Afterwards, he came upstairs laughing and asked, “Who wrote this?” I was a little frightened thinking he was going to tell me the story was ridiculous and throw it away but I timidly said to him that I wrote it. He laughed some more and said, “That was funny. You should write some more.”
I knew I had a gift as a writer as early as elementary school, second grade to be exact. I’m sure some of you can remember being assigned homework where you had to write short stories using the spelling words of the week. My stories were always long, dramatic and comical. I would even go as far as doing voices for each of my characters to make my classmates laugh as I read my stories and my teacher loved it. My writing impressed them so much that when it came time to have important assemblies, I was mostly always chosen to give the welcome speech.
My writing progressed from elementary school short and comical stories to essays on Langston Hughes, Richard Wright and other influential African Americans from long ago. The one compliment that remained the same with all of my teachers is that I was mature beyond my years and if I stayed focused, my writing could take me a long way.
I wrote my first poem when I was 13 entitled “Incomplete Dream” for our Martin Luther King Jr studies. My classmates and teachers loved it. I also began free-styling and rapping as a way to keep the bullies at bay. Yes, Yani had a few bullies who liked to tease me for being dark-skinned, for not dressing flashy like the other girls and blah blah blah. But those ass-clowns surely faded to black once they realized my lyrical disses were way more harsh than what they could dish out and soon, those who threw shade at me became my admirers.
High-school is where my writing really took off. I began writing numerous poems, one of which was called, “A Time to See”, which I may post here at the end of this post. I also wrote my first book, “A Thug’s Redemption” when I was fifteen and my friends kept up with it like it was a black soap opera. Yes baby, we would sit in the back of our biology class and I would read to them what I wrote in the book from the night before and I had them hooked! Their encouragement is what kept me going because Lord, I was going through so much at home. Writing became my escape. I would sit on our porch or in the living room and write for hours on end.
It would be more than twelve years before I was able to publish “A Thug’s Redemption” the way that I wanted to. I first tried to become self published in 2003. I did so much research and sent out so many letters. But back then, people wanted so much freaking money just for a little bit of information. Things were definitely not as accessible back then as it is now. Since I was pregnant with my daughter, I figured maybe it wasn’t time for me to be a writer and maybe I should think more realistically since I would soon have a child to look after. So I foolishly put my dream on hold. It wasn’t until my sister published her poetry book “Entangled Hearts” through Publish America that I began working towards my dream again. Let me keep it all the way real with you. Publish America is a got-damn rip-off. Trust me when I tell you, anything that’s free AIN’T FREE!! Now my book would be considered Urban Fiction, which even at that time, sold for no more than $15.00. These bastards were trying to sell my book for $29.99! And guess what my royalty amount would have been after each sell? $1.97!! Nigga what? To make matters worse, they don’t offer editing services, they don’t really promote you like that. You have to set up your own book signings. At best if I remember correctly, they put your book on Amazon and I think a few other outlets. But you’re going to sell my book for damn near double what the going rate is and then you bastards are going to give me pennies from each sell?? I told everyone- “Don’t buy that book”. I put my heart and soul into that book and I would be damned if I allowed someone else to reap the rewards of my talent and hard work. I felt like TLC. So I said “Fuck that”, and went an entire year with no sales. They sent me an email offering me the chance to purchase back my rights and I jumped on that opportunity like a starving man on a Christmas ham.
Since the release of “A Thug’s Redemption”, I have released two sequels, turning what originally started out as a story to cope with the accidental murder of one my friends, into a trilogy where all three have made it onto the Amazon’s best seller’s list. Now this is where I need to get all the way real with you readers…
Because this post is already long with me introducing myself, I’m going to cut this short and create a second post. This will be my rant against what Urban Fiction has become. Thanks for reading! PEACE!

If you are interested in reading quality, entertaining, edge of your seat, page turning fiction, click the following link to Preview Novels by Yani Purchase signed copies with FREE shipping by visiting Novels by Yani. Right now, I have a sale going on that you don’t want to miss! Ebook readers can find my novels on Amazon Kindle, Barnes & Noble Nook, Kobo, ibook, Google Books/Google Play Store, and Smashwords. Again, thanks for checking me out! Below is the poem “A Time to See” that I mentioned above.

A Time to See
Have you ever took the time to understand the reality of society?
The individuality of a woman’s personality
A strong man trying to control his sexuality
Black people coming up in the world of technology?
But instead, my people are blind
And don’t take the time to recognize
The strength in the minds of both you and I
It’s a time to see
Us walking through the shadows of hell’s hottest fire
Searching in ourselves to find that true desire
Putting our lives on the line so that we can inspire
That decreasing generation on a real live wire
Do the right thing so your purpose in life doesn’t expire
Let the truth be in you instead of you being the liar
It’s about time to see
That cause and effect in your life is your own
Step up to the plate, take charge of your throne
If you see a homeless man, it won’t hurt to throw him a bone
Instead of abortion, keep your babies, bring them home
Nobody in this world or in life should be alone
But if you can’t respect your mother, then you need to be on your own
So open your eyes and see