Bitches Brew, a novel
Turmoil, T U R M,
her well manicured fingers weigh heavy on her precise horn, startling the morning cyclist, in his failed attempt to out
maneuver her BMW 760Li Sedan's 438 horsepower. Instead he crashed into the curb landing in a heap. She glanced out
her side mirror in time to catch him raising his fist in an angry movement. She smirked and shifted her eyes back to
traffic and slowly raised her middle finger through the open roof like a submarine coming slowly to the surface
giving him the traditional flag of people who don't give a damn and sped off into traffic.
"Too
early in the damn morning to be messing with me." She shouted to no one in particular, turning up the volume on her CD
permitting The Lox's "Wild Out," to stream out in a raging storm from all 10 of the Sedan's speakers.
Maxine "the Lion" Pugh, clawed her way up publishing's marble staircase, by establishing her own
publishing company catering to writers who were being overlooked when the larger publishing houses started scrambling
for that street lit dollar. The Lion's Den has been her baby for the past 15 years. She believes in reaching out
to those with the drive, in all genres not just the one in the spotlight. By publishing and promoting a variety of writers.
She offered a platinum package at a regular man's price, leading her company to be named as Pittsburgh's
#1 privately owned business three years in a row and she's climbing the national top 10 best businesses. Her face
has graced the covers of both Black Enterprise, Fortune and been a guest on many talk shows and she even had an
invitation to join Oprah, but for her own reasons, she declined. The Lion has her own way about her.
Her
music reached the ears of the parking garage's manager way before her sedan was in sight. "Oh, shit she's playing
rap music, it's going to be a bad day for ya'll." The parking attendant snickered to a group of smokers. They
rapidly stamped out their smoking pleasures of cigarettes and early morning blunts. As her brown chocolate Sedan
zipped by and came to a halt in her designated parking stall.
