This Love

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This love loosens sockets as it crawls through my blood, makes my elbows moot, and arms brown sinew to wrap you triple times in the heat of my desire

Catastrophic and apocalyptic and any other world-shattering -ics, this love crushes dynasties and leaves in its wake little more than smoldering rubble and ash

Proud and cocky, and let me hold your hand in the street so everyone knows we’re coupled up and feeling all kinds of ways that make no sense to anyone but us, this love struts a mean staccato beat

And keeps me up at night, whispering poetry into my skin as Coltrane burns a rhythm of blues, and tenderness, and smooth soulful bliss into our everything

This love wakes the dead, and fills them with crave and lust for another go at this thing called life, and it says ‘this thing called life’ in its best Prince…

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DUTCH, The Keeper Series Book One – An Excerpt

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“Full of sex, magic, and turmoil…poetic and utterly beautiful. I can’t remember the last time a book made me stop and think, wow.” – Meredith Wild, #1 New York Times bestselling author


CHAPTER ONE

I was eight years old the first time I rode an elephant.

I was visiting my grandparents, and the local zoo’s specimen had given birth to a dwarf, so everyone in the household wanted to witness the freak. They bustled up the whole lot of us, waved down some auto rickshaws, and off we went, zooming toward the unimaginable feat of nature.

I took one look at that dwarf and knew it was scared. I also knew it was a complete bore.

The mom was much more interesting and already back earning her share, offering rides to any souls brave enough to climb atop her back. My cousins needed no invitation, and before anyone knew what…

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FIVE DAYS – The Keepers Are Coming 🐘🗡️🖤

So…ummm…yeah…

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FIVE DAYS from now I have a dark sexy book coming out from St Martin’s Press called DUTCH. It’s about a deadly assassin and his target with nine lives. He must end each of them, she’s not going to make it easy. Mostly because she is smart and funny and sexy af and every time their paths cross, she leaves his head spinning.

And we all know spinning heads make for not-so-focused assassins.

Which is not exactly the plot, but maybe kind of is. I’m giving away nothing – you just need to grab a copy and get lost for a bit in the magic that is Dutch and Juma. Then you’ll be able to decided for yourself whether that is actually the plot or I’m just fucking with you.

And because I’m nice, here are some pre-order links for your convenience:

HERE for Amazon
HERE for Kobo
HERE for B&N
HERE for iBooks
HERE for Google Play

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 the Keepers are coming

DUTCH: The Keeper Series Book One – Cover Reveal

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“Full of sex, magic, and turmoil, this first installment in the series completely blew me away. The way Madhuri weaves Dutch and Juma’s story is poetic and utterly beautiful. I can’t remember the last time a book made to stop and think, wow.” — #1 New York Times bestselling author Meredith Wild on Dutch

2017.

This is the year The Keeper Series and Dutch and Juma and all of their dark sexy are unleashed on my friends and maybe some of my family – please not my parents and aunties – and if I’m lucky, a few folks I don’t know personally.

Correction: make that a hell of a lot of people I don’t know personally, but am able to suck into my world of heartless assassins and Poochas, Death’s emissaries tasked with crossing the dead back to life.

Book One in the series releases on April 4th – my…

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Poetry: Wondrous Women

A poem for my mom, and women everywhere – we are truly wondrous creatures

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on a too-many-miles-away-to-count
conversation with my mom
in the midst of catching up
she paused and commented
on new ink across my hand
I laughed and replied
how did you notice and
she laughed and replied
I know every inch of your skin
I birthed you and learned you
and will know you always
days later I glanced at my son
paused and commented
on the new freckle on his wrist
he laughed and replied
how do you see these things
and I smiled and thought to myself
because I am like my mother
and she is like her mother
and we are magic beings
in the most wondrous
of ways


The poetry on this blog and Write Bitches are works of fiction, erupting from my incredibly over-active imagination. This piece is inspired by mom and really, women in general – goddamn we are wondrous. It’s slightly…

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Online Writing Workshop: WRITE SEX

Ever wanted to write something racy and hot, explore your sensual side, but never took the time to sit down and put pen to paper? Next month I’m leading an online writing workshop called WRITE SEX — the perfect moment to take that first step and make some time to release your inner sex goddess writer woman, put some words on paper, meet some cool folks, and say fuck a lot. Check it out and let’s write (sex)…

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I’m leading a writing workshop in February.

Crazy, I know.

Usually I take them and they’re led by my fabulous writing promptress – and fellow Barnard alum – Jena Schwartz.

But Dominique Sinagra and her company BOUDICA like my raw sexy beautiful words and think I can help other folks explore and discover their own. So that’s what I’m going to do this coming February in my first online writing workshop

WRITE SEX

There will be introductions and a private online space and laughter and love and writing prompts and sex and support and enthusiasm and poetry and prose and dirty words and gorgeous words and painful words and any words you feel moved to put down somewhere.

There will no doubt also be some of my favorite words: fuck, cunt, suck, and obstreperous

Kidding.

There probably won’t be any obstreperous sightings – I just couldn’t resist adding it…

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My #BareFacePlay Story

Makeup artist Jasmin Rahman intends for her campaign #BareFacePlay to help women love the skin they’re in by thinking a little more about the hows whats wheres and whys of our makeup habits. She’s asked women to open up about their #BareFacePlay stories, so here’s mine…

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barefaceplay3Confession: I’m not a makeup girl.

In sixth grade, my girlfriend Jennifer Mason gave me my first item of makeup: Mary Kay blush in that iconic pink compact. But I have no idea when I purchased any of my own makeup because for years, makeup and I weren’t really friends.

Even today, I keep it minimal – mostly because I like it that way, but also because quite frankly, I don’t really know what to do with it. And when I venture beyond my most basic capabilities, I feel somewhat clownish. And am certain the rest of the world agrees.

Don’t get me wrong, I have makeup goals, two to be precise: 1) rock some red lipstick and 2) a cat’s eye like Adele.

Have they happened? Will they happen?  Probably not because number one intimidates me and I cannot fathom accomplishing number two on my own nor have I…

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An Experiment In #Writing Contemporary Romance: AMAL, Part 8

because while Trump is pissing off the Chinese and doing his best to ensure the world is going to hell, all of us could use a filthy little break from the madness…

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There is a serious funk going around that has managed to get its nasty long fingers all over me. I’ve been fighting it all week because for real – I never get sick – and although I’m keeping it at bay, I’m sure as hell not succeeding in making it creep off into the sunset and leave me the fuck alone.

I tried sweating it out in a hot yoga class and a spin class – no luck. I tried drowning it in bottles of DayQuil – no luck. I even tried being nice to it and feeding it spice tea and bourbon.

Maybe that’s why the motherfucker doesn’t want to go anywhere – that tea and bourbon is really really good.

Woke up this morning to The Kid and The Pup lying on top of me, and still sick. Thank goodness fighting slimy nasty decrepit germs has not been…

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An Experiment In #Writing Contemporary Romance: AMAL, Part 7

Some random outtakes from my Thanksgiving break and part VII of AMAL…

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My trip home to Georgia for Thanksgiving is winding down and coming to a close. The Kid and I had a great time, goofing around with the family, spending time with old friends, and of course talking politics.

I’m not going to bore y’all with the details, but I’ll share some random highlights:

1. I made a date with my mom for a night of opera at the The Met
2. I ate lots of pimento cheese and bacon jam – which was yummy, but nothing like my girl, Jen’s
3. I drank whiskey (what’s new there?)
4. I learned my mom’s theory on women in the arts prior to the 1900s, when men are credited with most of the great works: women have the gift of bringing forth life so men, in their need to feel somewhat worthy, produced great art. She has no explanation for the state of…

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