Month: January 2025

Home To Nowhere: Part II

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Microfiction: Kelsey’s Brother Tyson

AI Generated Image of a Black little boy with green eyes, wearing a light gray shirt, with curly, cropped black hair. Created with Canva.

Tyson is a firecracker with hair that sings and eyes that lure the most anxious passerby. He is a tag-along brother. He follows Kelsey everywhere she goes. At eight years old, you’d think the kid had his own friends with which to play, but he dotes on his big sister fiercely.

The day Kelsey went digging for her origin, he told her what he heard his parents discussing.

“Mommy said to Daddy, ‘If she ever finds out from anyone else, we’ll have Hell on our hands.’ Oops! Sorry, Kels. I cussed.”

“You did, little buddy. And that’s all right. So, they said I’m adopted, huh? That’s what you heard?”

“It’s what I heard.”

Taking in this newfound knowledge, Kelsey wraps it up in her mind and saves it for the day of confrontation. Someone is going to tell her the truth.

Part I

Séduire Fans Photo Collage #3

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The Lovely Ones who purchased their copy of Séduire, Part III. Photo Collage Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt. Individual photos provided by the beautiful ones holding up their copy.

I won’t bore you with what I have to say about Séduire: Serial Tales & Flash Fiction. I’ll let these few reviews detail exactly what you can expect from this creative work of art of mine . . .

E-Book Reviews screengrab:

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Paperback Reviews screengrab:

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Again, I am overjoyed by the success of this book so far. I am appreciative and grateful for those of you who have decided to plunge into my restless mind. I do not take it for granted. Thank you. From the bottom of my heart, truly . . . thank you!

Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

Photos From the Weekend

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I am grateful for laughter and all the things that help me grow.

I love taking pictures while walking down my building’s stairwell. I was on my way to my little cousin’s basketball game. Saturday, January 18, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
My cousin Akua (Ah-qway-ah: Caison’s mom) & I at Caison’s basketball game. Saturday, January 18, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Us again. Photo Credit: Akua M. Montgomery
Akua, me, and Ms. Doris (Akua’s Mother-In-Law). Saturday, January 18, 2025. Photo Credit: Akua M. Montgomery
Caison Michael Montgomery, getting ready to PLAY SOME D!!! Saturday, January 18, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Caison, staying focused–eyes on the ball. Saturday, January 18, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Caison, Liam (#25), & Harrison (#24), The Fabulous Three. Saturday, January 18, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Sunday morning workout! I am down 13 lbs (currently 182 lbs) and I’m feeling great! Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
At Jernee’s Groomer. They will remind you to sign in and sign out. They do not play! I love that they make it inviting, though. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
At Jernee’s Groomer, this little guy (he’s new!) sits in the corner. I thought he was real. Lol! Sunday, January 19, 2025. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

May the beauty of this day engulf all of you in its presence safely and provide you with peace, strength, and love. If you view this post directly via the web, you’ll see the new changes made to A Cornered Gurl. Thank you for your support and love throughout the years. Peace and blessings!

Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

Home To Nowhere

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Microfiction: Part I: Meet Kelsey

AI Generated Image of a Black Teenage girl with blue eyes, wearing a blue shirt, with curly, long brown hair. Created with Canva.

She bounces off the school bus, hair flying in the wind, legs shuffling up dirt behind her swirly body.

Kelsey is a 14-year-old athletic ball of energy who recently discovered she is adopted.

Her mother tried to tell her subtly for years, but Kelsey has always been enamored by fanfare and elaborate explanations. She searched for answers and found them.

As she skips down Tulane Dr., the sky smiles at her, the sun whistles, and cars honk their incessantly abusive horns.

She is heading home to nowhere, where no one is family.

Séduire: Reviewed By a Phenomenal Storyteller, Nigel Byng

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Clover & that girl Phara: A review of Séduire by Tremaine Loadholt

Séduire: E-Book Version Cover

To say that I fill up with joy upon reading what writers and readers alike have said/are saying about Séduire: Serial Tales & Flash Fiction is a surefire understatement.

I have to sit back with myself, take in the peace surrounding me, and nod my head at what appears to be, a job well done. I selected the stories in this collection because I knew readers would connect with at least one or two and fall in love with a few of the characters.

They were designed to be liked/loved/understood/empathized/hated/revered. And so far, they have done exactly that and more.

Nigel Byng, of Helping You To Succeed, is a passionately talented storyteller who recently reviewed Séduire. Below is some of what he had to say about this collection:

I had intended to race through this book by Tremaine Loadholt, as the early stories in this collection are fast-paced, short, and easy on the heart.

Of course, like all great storytellers, Tremaine lifts the veil on the community, the neighborhoods, and the villages we call home. Her characters are the people we encounter daily and may even know personally. And within the pages of Séduire, I found two characters who immediately set my world ablaze.

When I met Phara for the first time, which was the morning after I got the book, her story impacted the next few days of my world. Without going into details, there is enough in the opening lines of her story to fill the reader with rage, hate, and pain. Phara’s is a story that hobbles the heart. Within the first few paragraphs, Tremaine Loadholt, in her masterful style of weaving a narrative, brings home the sad, horrendous reality of what happens behind closed doors in many homes. It is a five-star read, cushioned just at the end of the first section of the book.

I love what Nigel offers to this community and how he goes about sharing his talent. To have my work reviewed by him is truly an honor.

If you want to read the complete review, please head to his blog by clicking here.

Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet?

Old Man Winter Is On ONE!

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I wanted snow, I did not WANT ICE, too.

I am sharing a few photos from my walks with Jernee from Friday afternoon and Saturday morning. Don’t worry, I was NOT outside with her long. We were out long enough for her to do what she needed to do each time and we came back inside immediately after our adventures into the wild, wild, winterland.

A Saturday morning glimpse of snow and ice “around my way” #1. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
A Saturday morning glimpse of snow and ice “around my way” #2. I love the bareness of the trees and the road as it shifts up. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
A Saturday morning glimpse of snow and ice “around my way” #3. Walking around this part of my neighborhood is where it became tricky for my baby girl, Jernee. I had to pick her up and walk to the overpass where there is a hill and some covered area (patchy dirt and grass) that was protected from all this mess. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
The view from my 4th (technically, 5th floor) balcony on Friday afternoon. Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Friday afternoon as Old Man Winter began his swoop into our neighborhood. See my little blue, compact Chevy Spark? Its name is Solo. I love that little car so much! Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

Old Man Winter decided to shake his soul loose this past Friday and Saturday morning. And when he did, he only graced us with about two inches of snow and the rest was sleet, which led to ice and hazardous road conditions.

I stayed my hind-end at home the entire weekend because I have seen HOW these folks drive and witnessed my share of accidents. Black ice doesn’t care who you are, how you drive, or where you’re from.

It’s slicker than oil, and I want no parts of it!

I hope Sunday will be more than kind to all of you. And if you are in the areas affected by this winter storm, stay warm, dry, and safe.

Peace and blessings.