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Summer's Distant Echoes
James "I-God" Morris
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Paperback | 256 pages
ISBN: 978-0-9771484-1-7 |
Summary
Summer and her sister Destiny are raised by their grandmother after their parents are brutally gunned down. Eight years have now passed and now the two adorable little girls were now young ladies with two very different lifestyles.
Summer, the older of the two is graduating high school and looks forward to attending college in the fall. Destiny young beautiful and wild becomes intoxicated and manipulated by the so-called glory glamorous fast moving, never ending life style of 'Da Game'.
The two sisters are as different as night and day, but their paths and destiny are forever deferred when two different events and situations occurring at the exact same time changes the course of events. Summer loses touch with reality, psychologically battered by the events; she becomes overwhelmed and captivated with the lust of revenge, taking the law into their own hands.
\When the things you hold dear to heart is taking away and the only comfort you have are from the outreached arms of strangers. What do you do when the only things that gives you some type of answers are your dreams. What do you believe? Do you react to a warped reality? or Do you let the cries of your lost love ones become DISTANT ECHOES?
Follow this fast moving compelling tale of Summer Johnson as she embarks the streets of Brooklyn on an ongoing rage of violence as she keeps a promise made to her family causing her DISTANT ECHOES to become the grounds for other's obituary.
When street justice is the only answer and the cries of your lost love ones become DISTANT ECHOES.....
About the Author
Raised in a two-bed room apartment in the heart and in the grind of
Brooklyn's Brownsville to a drug addicted mother and an alcoholic
father with three siblings. Everyday became a constant struggle of
survival. I quickly adopted and adapted to the ways of the
streets. For me as a child just to except the hands that life had
dealt me and to idly sit back while my less than poverty conditions
due to my mother's addiction with her battle with Heroin in which
sadly she lost to when I was 9 years old. I was forced to be a
man-child before I was a teenager. I submitted to the very
environment in which I became a product of.
During my years of growing, I've developed a strong perception
of my surroundings and quickly realized that I was able to shape and
mold my own destiny. Instead of waiting for opportunity to knock at
our door, me being the oldest male child in the household grabbed
the bull by the horn. In the early 80's I took to what most of the young in the hood looked to as an
out. 'Da Game!' Imagine playing 'Da Game', a game of life and
earth at such an early age. Where as survival for young black males
are rare. I took to this 'Game' like a bat out of hell. School was
the last thing on my mind. I wanted what Da Game had to offer and
to me going and achieving this through the right channels wasn't an
option. The streets monopolized my time; I had no time for school,
friends or family. Battered and abused psychologically, I thought I
knew how to play Da Game. I couldn't have been more wrong. There
is no right way to play Da Game. I played and lost, but giving all
praise to Allah. I was one of the lucky ones. My arrest for
distribution for crack cocaine was a hidden jewel, a diamond in the
rough. During my incarceration my talents and inner beauty was
faceted was made manifest. 8 years in Federal and State
institutions because of my actions, during the numerous years of
incarcerations my accomplishments are many. I became one with
sobriety, God and the higher self receiving my G.E.D., self-respect,
love of self and most of all I have once again gain the trust and
respect of my family. A father of 8, 5 boys and 3 girls I knew I
had to live by example. Especially after being away for so many
years. I couldn't leave the prison's walls the same way I entered.
I begin to evaluate my life and started a journal to one day tell a
story to show my children what would be the out come of Da Game. My
trials and tribulations, my journey through these institutions was
the fire that fueled my expression and to animate my thoughts so
when I put them on paper, the readers are able to feel and go
through what the characters in the books are going through. I write
from life experiences and from the heart. These aren't just
fictional events but manifestations of a reality that we the young
in urban America are forced to witness daily. There is No getting
out of Da Game on top. There is no fairy tale ending to my books.
The out is Jail, Institutions and Death. I do my best to tell it
like it is, if I sugar coat the truth to sweeten it for the ears
many of the young might think it's sweet and begin to glorify Da
Game like they do when they see videos. The influence that the
media have on our youth is overwhelming. I do my best to show the
young the harsh reality of the street life. Teen pregnancy, AIDS
and HIV is one of the leading causes of the decline of our
communities, as well as drug addiction, crime, Alcohol abuse, Rape,
Murder, child neglect, gang activities. These are the realities
that I touch on in my books. By writing it gives me the open forum
to be able to express these issues to a wide audience to the
generation that needs it most.
I am currently home from prison, going through a transitional
sage of reestablishing myself in society as a part of society. I'm
in the Brooklyn halfway house and working. During my incarceration
I have written 10 manuscripts. I was inspired to write after
reading Antoine "Inch" Thomas' "Flower's bed". I was able to
respect and bare mind that he's a man in the same struggle as I was
going through and I haven't turned back yet.
I'm doing well, reunited with my family and still writing.
Freedom is love. Not just being free from my jail cell but being
free from prison that was manifested by 'Da Game!'
