That Little Black Dress...

That Little Black Dress:

Ladies, ever been out at the club and realize you should have put on something else? No matter what type of attention you wanted, what looked good in the mirror is another story when you’re standing in room full of hot, sweating, gyrating bodies, booming speakers, and strobe lights.  Ebony Campbell feels the same way:

Excerpt: 

“This is the last time I wear this dress.”

“Oh, please, Ebony,” Yasmine, my best friend and roommate, yelled in my ear.

The music pounding out of the nightclub’s speakers made it nearly impossible to hear her.

“Stop fidgeting. You look uncomfortable,” she added, winking at the bartender who handed us our drinks.

No matter how many times I adjusted the hem of my dress, it was impossible to ignore the warm air tickling the backs of my thighs as people pushed past me in the crowded bar. It would take more fabric to keep my shapely derriere from involuntary exposure.

“Thanks.” I slipped money into the bartender’s tip jar, and he rewarded me with a gorgeous smile. “For the record, I am uncomfortable.” I turned to face Yasmine. “Freakum dresses are your thing, not mine.”

Yasmine laughed. “True, true, everyone’s not blessed with a body like mine.” She ran a hand over her hips, striking a pose. “Besides, I love showing mine off.”

I smirked before sipping my margarita. Yasmine’s light-skinned complexion, slender ballet dancer body, long legs, and B-cup breasts suited her personality.  There were times I wished my body was more like hers, though. It would make shopping for clothes a lot easier. As it was, I had been blessed with the shapely figure my Nana called ‘bootylicious’.  According to her, and her photo albums, I looked just like her when she was my age, with caramel-colored skin, perfectly proportioned hips, a butt that drew major attention, and D-cup breasts, making it hard for a man to look me straight in the eye.

I groaned while making another wardrobe adjustment. The jaw-dropping cleavage of my dress threatened to give my ‘girls’ their own airtime.

“I love my body, too. I’d just rather not show it to everyone.”

Yasmine shook her head while my attention went back to the patrons of the club. A wide variety of men lined the dark walls, standing just out of range of the overhead lights, making it impossible to pick out their faces in the smoky room. No doubt, many were on the hunt, looking for an easy lay. It shouldn’t be hard; one scan of the room revealed potential opportunities in every direction. Nearly every woman in the club wore a dress so tight it appeared to be a spray on, with skirts stopping just below their hips. I cringed. That sounded like my attire. Self-conscious, I tugged on the edges of my dress again.

The next time we go out, Yasmine is not selecting my outfit.

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#Six Sentence Sunday - #2- A Heart Not Easily Broken

Welcome back!

My goal with The Butterfly Memoirs is to bring a new and fresh voice to the romance genre. The stories I tell reflect a life many of us live, no matter what are economic status. I hope somewhere in the group of amazing, strong willed, yet emotionally vulnerable women, you the reader, will be able to relate.

This week I introduce you to Yasmine Phillips, a close friend and roommate of the book's heroine, Ebony Campbell. Yasmine is the complete opposite of Ebony. She is confident in her sexuality, and says what she means regardless of the consequences.

When we last saw Ebony, we learned she was uncomfortable in her club attire. What did Yasmine have to say about that?

 I turned to face Yasmine. “Freakum dresses are your thing, not mine.” 

 Yasmine laughed. “True, true, everyone’s not blessed with a body like mine.” She ran a hand over her hips, striking a pose. “Besides, I love showing mine off.” 

Yasmine obviously has no problem wearing the kind of dress Ebony was coerced into putting on. Ladies, we all have a friend who is extremely confident in themselves. If you don’t have one... then you’re probably it!

**Book two in the series, Jaded, is Yasmine's story. It is currently in editing phase!**

Come back next week to read more! In the meantime, please visit The Butterfly Memoirs on Facebook and ‘like’ the fan page. Also, follow the ladies of the series on Twitter! Until next time!

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#Six Sentence Sunday- #1- A Heart Not Easily Broken

This is my first #Six Sentence Sunday post. Thank you for stopping by! I hope to keep you coming back for more! My book is entitled, A Heart Not Easily Broken. The genre is Contemporary Romance, Interracial Romance, and Women’s Fiction. The book is completed and is the first in The Butterfly Memoirs Series. I am currently searching for a publisher. Wish me luck!

In the meantime, I am going to share with you snippets of the first chapter.

Ebony Campbell is nearing the start of her final year of college. For the past seven years, her focus has been on school and not men. The goal is to become a Veterinarian Technician at the Los Angeles Zoo where she  works as an intern. Her best friends, and roommates, Yasmine Phillips and Kaitlyn Rodgers, have encouraged her to put down her books for the night and search for a summer fling. After all, school is out  for the next three months. In this introduction to the main character, Ebony Campbell, she is obviously uncomfortable in her evening attire. Enjoy!

“This is the last time I wear this dress.”

“Oh, please, Ebony,” Yasmine, my best friend and roommate, yelled in my ear. The music pounding out of the nightclub’s speakers made it nearly impossible to hear her.

“Stop fidgeting. You look uncomfortable,” she added, winking at the bartender who handed us our drinks.

No matter how many times I adjusted the hem of my dress, it was impossible to ignore the warm air tickling the backs of my thighs as people pushed past me in the crowded bar.

Ladies, haven’t we all been there? Wearing a dress we should have left hanging on the rack in the store? LOL….

See you next week when I share more!


M.J. Kane 



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What Does Friendship Mean To You?

Welcome to The Butterfly Memoirs Blog!

For those of you who have followed my author blog, This Writer’s Life-mjkane, you know what I’ve gone through over the past two years to write my first book, A Heart Not Easily Broken. It’s been a very interesting journey. I have now reached the point where the book is complete and I am searching for a publisher.

***UPDATE!!! Since this blog was posted, I have since ford a publisher! Look for it September 20th as an eBook, October 4th as a paperback!****

In the meantime, I have set up this blog to focus on the series, the characters, and the subject matter addressed in the series. I would love to hear your feedback. So, let’s begin!

What is the meaning of the word, friend? According to Dictionary.com, a friend is: a person attached to another by affection or regard.

During the course of our lives, we have friends on many different levels. There are acquaintances, people we are friendly with at work or socially. There are also people we do not view as being hostile - yet is considered a friend or friendly. People who donate to charity are considered friends of that organization.

What about the act of being a friend, or to be more exact, friendship?

The definition of friendship is: 1.) The state of being a friend, association as friends, 2.) friendly relation or intimacy, 3.) friendly feeling or disposition. (Dictionary.com)

As children, there were people we hung out with, got in trouble with, and made lasting memories with. Many of them may have navigated their way in and out of our lives over time. Yet, there is always that one - if we’re lucky, two - people who managed to dig their way in and mean something. Those are the friends we would stand up for, help in times of trouble, and if the situation called for it, give our lives. And they would do the same.

This type of friendship is addressed in, A Heart Not Easily Broken. Ebony Campbell, the heroine, shares a home with her two best friends, Yasmine Phillips, and Kaitlyn Rodgers, whom she met while in college. The three women have gone through the difficulties of maturing for the past six years. They know each other’s secrets, motivations, and fears.

When Ebony must deal with a situation that, even though it has damaged her, has the potential to devastate one of her friends, she has a decision to make. Does she tell her friend and begin healing emotionally from the damage done, yet knowingly destroy her best friend’s already damaged heart? Or, does she keep it bottled up, putting her friends feelings first, and protect the friendship that means so much to her?

Now, here’s a question: Would you be willing to keep a deep, dark secret from your best friend if you knew it could devastate them in the end, no matter what it would do to you?

M.J. Kane