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Guest Post by author Kenya Carlton.

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I am very happy to be introducing to you all Kenya Carlton who is the author of Remember this. Please give her a big round of applause and enjoy her post. Below you can read more about the book and the author.


Remember This

Kenya Carlton



Genre: African American Romance



Book Description:



Ex-ballerina turned rehab designer Cece Newman competes in a reality show that could give her fledgling company the boost that it needs. Assigned a relic of a house in a renovation challenge, Cece soon becomes suspicious of the producer’s intentions.  When she finds the house is one of many properties her ex-fiancé and baby daddy Brock Thorn owns, Cece is convinced that she is being set up for failure.  Ready to drop the project and what’s left of her career, Cece has to find a way to ignore the handsome athlete while she navigates around his kooky family.  Cece must also convince their daughter that mommy and daddy won’t be getting back together again, a job easier said than done—especially when the attraction between the two is hotter than ever.



The biggest hit Brock Thorn took on or off the field occurred when Cece Newman left him at the altar. Five years later, Brock is more determined than ever to get answers from his baby’s momma. Even in regards to joint custody of their daughter, Brock’s only form of contact with Cece is through her loving, protective sister Lily. Brock packs up his high profile life and digs his heels in at the crappy house he’s inherited—the very one Cece is set to renovate.  As he dodges cameras and uninvited family members, Brock must get to the bottom of his failed romance with Cece—especially if he has any chance of getting back the life that was lost when Cece left.
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Welcome aboard Kenya Carlton and thanks for posting.
The wonderful world of Harry Potter

Growing up, my generation had a collection of good feeling children’s books. A Light in the Attic and Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein, or Beezus and Ramona by Beverly Clearly. The more serious but adventurous titles, which were classics handed down from previous eras, included Black Beauty, The Hobbit, Little Women, and The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. I could go on and on, but the point I’m trying to make is where the hell was Harry Potter?
That was the first thing I thought once I finished reading the soon-to-be children’s classic by J.K. Rowling. At first I didn’t want to give these books a try; I thought everyone was being ridiculous about their love for this small wizard. But one day I was super bored—at a job that can still kiss it and suck it until this very day—and there was a bookshelf filled with books that were pretty to look at but never touched. Of course I put my hands all over them, and the violation of those unbroken spines paid off big time. 
My favorite thing about a book is taking a trip within this carefully crafted world. Some books are character driven and some are plot driven, but Harry Potter is a whole new world. For me, not many authors can capture this; it takes a lot of talent and a lot of pages. Publishers don’t want to waste the ink on all those damn pages, but after eight installments those die-hard Potter fans knew about every nook and cranny of Hogswarts.
For instance, we would all need to get our permission slip signed to go to Hogsmead. Oh hell, what would my wand be, unicorn dust, feather of some weird bird, or icky gunk from a bug? We would all know which bathroom to avoid. And don’t forget the biggest question, which is what would the hat say when it was on my head. In my heart I know I would be part of Gryffindor, but shit let’s face it, the stupid ratty thing would pick Slytherin instead.    
My point to all this is how wonderful these deep and intrinsically crafted books would have been when I was a kid. I often share books with my dad to read; it’s only right, he shared all of his Dean R Koontz and Stephen King with me. I gave him the whole Harry Potter Series and I thought how cool it would have been to be a kid and read them with him. Oh well, we have still have Salem’s Lot, Monkey Shine, and Insomnia.  I know, not exactly kid friendly but yes I read all of these aloud to my mom when we drove on long trips. How amazing would it have been for her to ask, “WTF is butter beer?” What can I say? My parents were strange hippies who I love dearly.

About the Author:

Native of Chicago Illinois, Kenya worked in the Network operation Center for PBS and TLN television stations. Executive producer of her own production company Black R.O.K Productions Kenya produced a pilot for travel series Destination Everywhere, Independent short film Dawn shown at the Chicago Latino film Festival, and wrote and directed the documentary Our Africa. Writing titles available; Jaded, Sweet as Sin, Brazil re-issue, Devil’s Play, and Remember This.

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