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About the author:
The Blakk Dahlia (E. Alexcina Brown), is a self-published, romantic-suspense author. She best describes herself as a Creator. The Macon, GA native has released various ventures within the entertainment and fashion industries in front of the camera as an internationally published model as well as behind the scenes. Now residing in New York City, Brown wears many hats showing that creatives can open many doors while inspiring others to take risks in pursuing their dreams. As a writer, she has contributed articles, blogs, stories, etc. for various industries. Striking out on her own, she’s showing her strength beyond entertainment focusing on lifestyle and stories to entertain while healing. The Blakk Dahlia released her first book series, the Heartbreak Diaries, delving into the inner thoughts and routes of heartache. She takes you through the process through her stories, documenting the journey of taking risks in life and self-discovery.
What inspired you to write your book?
I wanted to approach heartbreak from the perspective of dealing with a loss. When a serious relationship ends, it's like a death, and the way people grieve that lost love varies. With this character, I wanted her to change her entire world as if that love never happened. That was her coping method.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Awakened by sweet hums flowing down the hall, Adam smiled opening his eyes. He arose from the king-sized bed, following an unfamiliar tune from a familiar voice. That voice was the last sound heard before falling asleep and the only thing that woke him up most mornings. Either through sweet hums, poetic words, or a simple “Wake up, Adam”, followed by kisses. He didn’t bother setting an alarm clock, as it wasn’t a necessity while she was around. Adam could always count on his love giving him a signal to start the day. Her words were his strength and one of many reasons why he put a ring on her finger to ensure he’d hear that voice for the rest of his days.
Fighting the infrequent yawns and sleepy eyes, he hastily walked to the guest bathroom within the beautiful home they shared. His love opted for that bathroom instead of the one located in their master to give him space to prepare for work each morning.
The silhouette of a small-figured brown girl glared through the blurred glass. The hums continued as Adam watched like an audience member eager to be in the front row. He loved every inch of her, even the hairs falling off the legs by a three-blade lady shaver. The concert halted when she realized he had joined her.
Sliding the door open, she blew him a kiss then resumed shaving, “Good morning my honey.”
Those four words dancing from her lips to his ears caused a blushing smile on his thin lips, “Good morning, Nat. I love you.”