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JEANNIDIXON

JEANNIDIXON

I LOVE TO READ A GOODBOOK, I LKE TO DECORATE , SHOPPING, PLAYING CARDS AND GOOD COMPANY. IF AM NOT READING AM ON THE COMPUTER BROWSING FOR NEW BOOKS,OR A GOOD SALE.
  • PITTSBURGH, PA, USA
  • member since September 26 2007

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  • shaream b

    shaream b says

    HAVE YOU READ THE COLDESTT WINTER EVER BY 'SISTER SOULJAH'? IF SO YOU SHOULD RREAD THE SECOND PART MIDNIGHT I JUST STARTED READING IT SO FAR IT IS GOOD.

    posted 2 days ago. ( send a note )
  • Latasha

    Latasha says

    http://amore4books.ning.com/ A BOOK CLUB NEED 2 JOIN - SPREAD THE WORD

    posted 8 days ago. ( send a note )
  • Bayon C

    Bayon C says

    Just stopping by to say hello, and how are you doing.

    posted 9 days ago. ( send a note )
  • Queenazsa

    Queenazsa says

    Dear Book Lover:

    You may not know me or my novels, because I am a member of a growing band of African-American writers of literary fiction who are slowly disappearing. And not because I am lacking in talent and credentials; in fact I have already published a number of books with major publishing houses and have been reviewed by national newspapers and well-respected literary journals, and have received critical acclaim and awards for my efforts. My work has been hailed as vivid, thought provoking and brilliant. I have been compared to Toni Morrison, Alice Walker, Zora Neale Hurston and Gloria Naylor.

    The fact that my novels may disappear is not due to the downward spiral of the economy or the pound of flesh it has taken from the book-publishing industry. No, my demise began long before the floor of the housing market began to rot away and the stock market crashed through.

    Why?

    I don't rightly know why publishers market fiction written by African-Americans ONLY TO African-Americans - but it has become common practice. And by doing this, they've placed all AA authors in one box forcing them to compete for the attention of ONE audience.

    The word that has been coined to describe what is happening to AA writers is: Seg-Book-Gation

    Segregation is an abominable practice no matter how you slice it - but when you apply it to art -- it becomes a sin. Art of any medium should transcend color, race, class, religion and ethnicity, but alas, that is not the case in the publishing world.

    AA literary writers like myself are being pushed out of the industry all together as we are no longer able to secure book deals, because publisher claim that AA readers are only interested in buying books about sex, street-life and drugs. We know that this is not the case. We are a diverse people, interested in a variety of subjects.

    On January 9th, 2010, my debut novel, SUGAR will celebrate its 10th anniversary. In order to commemorate this occasion It is my great hope that this moving story of friendship and acceptance will sell 10,000 copies between now and the anniversary date.

    Please try your best to purchase from an independent bookstore. It was the independent bookstores that made SUGAR the instant success it was 10 years ago. But if you're unable to do so, then place your order with AALBC or Amazon.com

    It is my dream that the surge in sales for this decade old novel, will send a message to the publishers that we readers desire ...crave and DEMAND a variety of literature from our AA writers because our stories are just as riveting, thought-provoking and universally appealing as the stories coming from our non-African-American counterparts.

    Please purchase at least one copy of SUGAR for yourself, a friend or family member. Cut and paste this message into your email program and send it out to your list. Tweet, Blog, Facebook and Myspace it.... !!

    Thanking you in advance for helping SUGAR make history!



    P.S.

    Send a picture of yourself purchasing a copy of SUGAR and I will post it on my blog: www.firstborngirl.blogspot.com
    Send your photos to: bernicemcfadden@hotmail.com and please include your name and the name and location of the bookstore.

    posted 1 month ago. ( send a note )
  • ~Diamond-Girl~

    ~Diamond-Girl~ says

    Thanks for the friend request. I look forward to chatting with you. What are you currently reading ? Have a blessed weekend.

    posted 1 month ago. ( send a note )
  • Kimani  Press

    Kimani Press says

    Hi Jeanni,

    Thanks for being a friend of Kimani Press. We appreciate you.

    2009 marks Arabesque’s 15th anniversary!

    Help us celebrate by telling us about your most special memories and moments with Arabesque books. All entries must be mailed in. For more information, visit http://www.myspace.com/kimanipress

    posted 3 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Urchild

    Urchild says

    Hey girl, how do u like facebook?

    posted 3 months ago. ( send a note )
  • "Mz. Cool" Author of "CHUBBY": The Hydraulics of a Neurotic says

    Hello JEANNIDIXON, I'd like to invite you to view my new novel. You won't be disappointed! Thank you and have a great day!

    posted 3 months ago. ( send a note )
  • OOSA Online Book Club

    OOSA Online Book Club says

    The voting process is now underway for the 5th Annual African American Literary Awards Show to be held September 24, 2009 in Harlem. If you believe in OOSA Online Book Club and support what we do, please be sure to cast your vote for OOSA as book club of the year along with your other favorites. We appreciate your consideration.

    For your convenience, below is a link for voting.

    http://www.literaryawardshow.com/voting.html

    posted 4 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Chine-melum Ralph Nwabueze

    Chine-melum Ralph Nwabueze says

    hi dear just want say hello yet to read a book cos i nd acees to some of this books just advice me on what to do..

    posted 4 months ago. ( send a note )
  • MARLENE

    MARLENE says

    HI FRIEND,
    HOW ARE YOU? I WAS WANTED TO STOP BY AND SAY HELLO. I HOPE YOU ARE HAVING A FABULOUS WEEK!

    posted 4 months ago. ( send a note )
  • LATRIECE THOMAS

    LATRIECE THOMAS says

    HOW HAVE YOU BEEN?

    posted 5 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Jassafari

    Jassafari says

    Ms. Jean Dixon:

    Why don't we just call it quits as friends. I write you, time and time again: But yet you still do not reply. I am going to extend my offer in good faith, asking what happened? because as to the question....I do not have a clue.

    JASS!

    posted 5 months ago. ( send a note )
  • VickiJAustin

    VickiJAustin says

    What up lady?? Its been awhile. I see you are into Joy King?? Is she good? What is the first you would recommend because it was a mos def page turner/ Holla back. Have a great week. I am playing catch up, but I wanted to say hello...so, Hello! :)

    posted 6 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Jassafari

    Jassafari says

    We're

    not communicated these days? I send you note after note....and still no response. Should we delete each other as friends. It's not what I want to do. However, if I have offended you....in some way?

    JASS!

    posted 6 months ago. ( send a note )
  • zluv

    zluv says

    Good Morning Jeannidixon - Thanks for being my frined. Enjoy your day.

    posted 6 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Jassafari

    Jassafari says

    MS. DIXON:

    I am writing to inform you, today is my Birthday. I am feeling such a Utopia today. It is off the hook. We used to communicate frenquently, what happened? I have not a clue. But I am stopping by your page today....Requesting that, we, might, if you desire: To change the current situation

    PLEASE!

    JASS!

    posted 7 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Jassafari

    Jassafari says

    Ms. Dixon:

    We really have to stop meeting like this? Miss you much. Requesting an even closer friendship!
    Please

    JASS!

    posted 7 months ago. ( send a note )
  • Tony Carmine

    Tony Carmine says

    Here is a blurb about my new book—ON THE CREST. Comments welcome: Tige Anderson goes through a series of emotional, physical and psychological adventures in this coming-of-age roller coaster, balancing his life among his romantic trysts, his ambitions, his humanity and his gay best friend. The one thread that connects all of the people in his life is the fact that the cycle of life puts everyone through a series of ups (‘on the crest’) and downs. Whether an individual winds up on top of the wave or under it depends on them.

    Prologue:

    [A mind full of shadows which form long, dark points that pierce the heart through and bring to consciousness the fierce pain of reality. Hooded specters that travel through space and time gathering up pieces of memory and bringing them together to form one melted block of pain and pleasure called the past.

    Were it possible to disintegrate as happens to dreams and tender moments. As powerful as these dreams and tender moments seemed at their inception, we come to realize that they are made of invisible particles of nothingness. Were it possible to just vanish like hopes made of tiny particles of nothing so would I be free of reality. And in that vanishing, would I finally be able to find peace.]

    Those thoughts flooded Tige’s mind as he sat and watched the pointed shadows caused by the brand-new-morning sun crawl across the floor in front of him. He had been all alone in the solarium since the middle of the night awaiting the sunrise as he did on many nights since he was put into that place. It was his favorite time of day. Anymore, each minute of the day was filled with painful recollection and doubt except for this brief, fleeting moment. It was a time, it seemed, that the earth, like him, was confused. It brought him solace to think that at this very moment, the entire universe, or so it seemed, was in a state of doubt and he was not alone. It was the time when day was pushing back night, eliminating the last vestiges of darkness to assume domination and live out its brief lifetime before dying and willing its realm to its brother called ‘tomorrow’. It was a time of starting over, of another chance. Days rolled in one after the other like the waves at the beach. It made one think that no matter how tragic the events that occurred in one solar period, there was always another; there was always another wave.

    Tige sat in his robe and pajamas on one of the couches in the solarium watching the morning sun get stronger, watching the streams of light come through the bars on the windows, hoping that the attendant would not yet realize that he was not in his room, which was where he should have been until breakfast which was still two hours away. He had done this so many times in the past but he was never discouraged from continuing to enjoy his moment of peace, but rather would endure the lectures from the staff about how everyone there must obey the rules so that all there could accomplish what they came there for.

    The reward that he got from this solitude was worth any reprimand which may have followed from the staff. He knew that his time remaining there was brief and he could continue this practice somewhere else. This was his time to savor the self-induced, companion-until-death torment brought about by events which had happened before and could not be changed. This was his time to not only enjoy the companionship of hope for tomorrow, but also to flog himself with memories and guilt for things that he had been instrumental in bringing to existence. He had to torture himself for what he had done or for what he had not done. With an almost painful enjoyment, Tige watched the single line of gray smoke from his cigarette and recalled the days past. He watched the ashes fall off like expended days gone by. He watched the orange line of fire racing toward its end.

    Again, comments welcome.
    The book can be purchased at barnesandnoble.com, amazon.com, authorhouse.com and many more sites. Thank you. Tony Carmine.

    posted 7 months ago. ( send a note )
  • LadyQuay B.

    LadyQuay B. says

    Wishing you a Good Friday and Happy and blessed Easter
    Quay

    posted 7 months ago. ( send a note )