Novels by Jodae'a

P. O. Box 3376 S. Crater Road Petersburg Virginia  23805-9998

Tuesday, February 26, 2019

     I know a lot of people are asking themselves 'Who is Jodae'a?' and 'What makes her any different than any other author?'. 

     Years of working in the U.S. Copyright Office in my early twenties, exposed me to a plethora of books and writing styles.  Some were intense page turners and others were downright snoozers! In that, I discovered I am an avid lover of murder mysteries and suspense thrillers. A cleverly worded, graphically-detailed whodunit gets me every time! This love along with a past life full of close calls, horrible tragedies, and unfathomable events led me to transfer these experiences to paper.  

     Always having been the one who offered the unorthodox, third point of view no one considered, in a conversation is what makes my novels different than others out there.  My stories don't necessarily have the 'happily ever after' ending. They are more like 'alright ever afters'. Meaning, there is no princess or knight in shining armor that's going to come in at the end of my stories and make everything wonderful. That's not reality! Reality is living with the consequences of decisions made; good, bad, or indifferent.  

     I write from actual events, adding a fictional back story with fictional characters.  I use just enough description to satisfy the five senses without excessive name (brand) dropping to emphasize my points and a chuckle here and there as sometimes we all have had to laugh to keep from crying!

     Overall, I urge my current and potential readers to understand that in my writing, I am trying to emphasize the use and protection of one's integrity and doing the right thing even if it's not the popular thing or the thing you want to do.  

                                                                                    INTEGRITY IS EVERYTHING!

Friday, April 5, 2019

     When I worked at a state forensic mental hospital years ago, there was a dayroom that the patients could gather in between group sessions to take a midday break before and after lunch. Some of them would talk or play games with each other, listen to music, read books, or just stand and look aimlessly out of the windows. Although the guards were there to keep a watchful eye the patients, I often found myself observing them from the glass booth in the corner of the room. They seemed so pleasant and polite, it could be dangerously easy to forget the psychotic break that landed them there in first place.

     In orientation and training, we were advised not to read the patients’ charts unless we absolutely needed to as to not allow their diagnoses/crimes alter our ability to treat them objectively. For the patients whose charges I was familiar with, however, I often found myself trying to understand what was the straw that broke the camel’s back. What was the buildup to that life-altering coupe de grâce? Sometimes, matching a savage, bloody double murder to a meek-voiced, 98-pound, silver-haired old lady was too outlandish to imagine but there she was waving at me as she brushed the long black hair of another patient, laughing and talking. I waved back then busied myself doing something else.

     I worked that job for 2 years before leaving for an acute hospital. The main thing I took from that job was how I approached people; staying out of arm’s reach, not turning my back to them, and staying close to an exit. With all that’s going on today with mental health and the lack of proper mental health care, we put subconsciously put ourselves in harm’s way every day with just about every interaction. No more looking over our shoulders for the dirty, homeless guy with missing teeth, living in the bushes. We need to be more aware of our surroundings and unusual behavior from people like the Uber driver, the cashier, the doctor, and the school-teacher. The daily stresses of life in the new millennium with this “new America” can sometimes be too much for one to handle and we’re seeing in the news every day how people give up and detach from reality with-at times-deadly consequences.

     Where does sanity end and insanity begin? Bearing that in mind, gave birth to CAREFUL WHAT YOU PREY FOR. It’s a story that shows what can happen when we don’t deal with the dark areas of our past and just tuck them into the annals of our memory and move on as if nothing happened. Every day we all walk that thin line between sanity and insanity and all it takes is one little nudge to tip any of us over to either side. The truly scary part is not knowing which side any of us will end up on.

Tuesday, August 13, 2019

     Hey readers! Sorry it’s been so long since my last post. I’ve been handling opportunities for my novels to improve your reading experiences but that’s a different story (no pun intended). Today’s topic is DREAMS.

    What is a dream? A dream is something that rumbles in your stomach and burns in your heart until it consumes your entire body and every thought. Everyone’s dreams are different in scope and in depth. Some bigger and some smaller. Some dreams are self-serving while other dreams benefit the community. No matter what the dream is, all dreams ultimately have one thing in common…to get us to a better station in life than where we are.

     Our parents tell us to be obedient, go to school, get a good job and we can live our dreams (i.e. big house, picket fence, blah, blah, blah). Churches tell us come every Sunday and for a small fee, all is forgiven, the slate is clean, and dreams come true. Social media on the other hand, tries to dictate to everyone what their dreams of success should be: increased followers, name brands, and materialistic gains. Life has made people believe that having a dream that doesn’t include financial gain or the achievement of elitism is useless. Let me be the first to tell you...NOT TRUE!!!

     When I was younger, I used to dream about being rich and buying this and that and taking care of this person and that person and living happily ever after. Over time however, I’ve come to learn a lot about life and “people”. One thing in particular I’ve learned about people, if your dream is beyond someone’s understanding, it gets belittled or laughed at. I’ve had my dreams laughed at and ignored all together and for years, I was made to feel like I didn’t have what it took to be a good novelist, so I put that dream to the side for years. Then one day, I remembered something I’d seen on television when I was about 11 years old.

     I was watching an episode of Entertainment Tonight and the reporter caught up with Phil Donahue and asked him what he thought of Oprah Winfrey announcing her intent to have her own talk show on the heels of her powerful performance as Sofia in The Color Purple. He chuckled then walked off. For those of you who are unaware, this was 1984 and Phil Donahue was the king of daytime talk tv. The only other female in daytime talk at that time was a white woman named Sally Jesse Rafael. A black woman having a daytime talk show was unheard of at that time. Someone laughed at Oprah’s dream but look at her now!

     While my dreams are not on such a grand scale, I often think about Oprah, Phil Donahue, and that laugh when I feel like giving up. One of my dreams now, is through my writing, I want to open and increase dialogue on issues that effect not only black people, but people period! I want to make integrity great again.

     I say all of this to reinforce to any and everyone reading this post, “Don’t let society or “people” dictate the importance or relevance of your dreams. If your dreams fulfill your mind, body, and spirit, that’s all that matters!”