I know we are completely off of some literary shit, but look at what this girl got!

My dame got these. They are shearling boots from some designer named Maxine or something or other, naw doggies I aint hating but you know I was hoping she would get those North Face jump off's. But she has her own brain, and decided to get all sophisticated... if I even spelled that shit right...?
So do you like these classy, shearling numbers, or the straight hood stomping thermal North Face whether the classics you are gonna have to scower Ebay for, or the new ones. I blogged a pic of both and here are the boots (well, one pair at least) my girl is gonna throw down with when the snow hits us...

Don't worry we get back to some heavy literary issues next week. And remember in November we get a bit hip hoppish...
But as of now, well lets think about boots for the ladies... and winter clothing...

Oh yeah, though me and my publisher brawl with words via email on the regular... his lovely woman is about to deliver...! So we wish them the very best and hope it's a girl (because that's what I would want)!

 

Look at how thorough I am...

Those North Face boots that I want my girl to wear this winter aint around anymore. You might be able to find them on Ebay but good luck... And maybe if you write to The North Face company they might have a few pair in some warehouse somewhere...? But these are the closest thing to the original jump off's and these niggas cost only $100 bucks at most retail stores. I know they're at Paragons over on 14th street because everything North Face makes is...
That's all I could gather tonight, but while I'm out shopping I'll check. I don't think my girl will like these as much as the original classic stompers I posted yesterday and I know Olivia wanted those but if you guys gotta settle do so...
I do nothing but Timbs myself...

 

I get this hat every year...

Yo, I never leave home without this in the winter. I have been getting this same hat for the past six years. But then I always rock some form of North Face every year. Whether a full technology jacket or a Fleese vest or jacket. This hat can be rocked without a North Face jacket to compliment it but still carry this in a pocket and keep it hidden till later on that day when the temperature drops lower and then toss it on.
It's some simple shit and you can wear it with all forms of shit, but the best thing is that the shit is warm and it's unisex... They got a women's version and they got it in pink... if you gay or on some Dip Set shit.

 

Check these out...

I'm gonna convince my girl to get a pair of these jump offs! They are North Face boots, some frosty the snow man shit but nevertheless they are hot! I first saw them like six years ago and I was opened the moment i saw them. They don't make these for men so I want you dames to wear these when it starts snowing.

Nothing are better than these feet rims. They look really warm and if you ladies wear a North Face jacket and a North Face skully and leave your weave or locks or whatever dangling down out of the hat...

These boots will compliment anything black and or North Face. Wearing them is a Sex in the City statement for any dame who wanna be trendy and looking good when its butt ass cold out.

I don't know how much they cost but I wanna know what you people think of these.

I want my girl to get a pair.

Holla at me...

Words of Art...

Below this is a few words about book 2 of the Diamond Series.

 

DIAMOND DYNASTY

DIAMOND DYNASTY
Oh yes, I’m displaying a bit of my own Word Art. Diamond Dynasty by your friendly neighborhood author Brandon McCalla, book two of the Diamond Series opens up right where Diamond Drought (book one of the series) left you, in complete and utter quagmire.

Monique’s death is haunting our hazel eyed thug Major, literally. Prime Time’s rap career is exceeding everyone’s expectations; Rich is on the offensive and determined to extract some sort of vengeance on his arch nemesis the notorious pimp Willie Green. Anna is pregnant by Afta and we are awaiting the birth of the child.

While all of this is circling within the soap opera like format of my fantastic writing (tooting my own horn) the black Erika Kane, Shantel is still plotting, and she throws a monkey wrench right in the mechanics of Rich and Leaya’s relationship. Your favorite white girl Germany is becoming the female Eminem and still popping pills, Dante’s obsession to kill Major bubbles till bullets bust. You finally get introduced to Afta’s overly thorough and gangsta baby’s mother Destiny. And new additions to the cast are introduced… since other characters face their demise and As the Ghetto Turns the ending leaves you anticipating book three, Reign of the Pimp…
….I was more focused with this second installment, my sophomore book because Diamond Drought was me putting a few toes in the pool, testing the temperature of the water before you slink into it. Now Diamond Dynasty is me in complete and utter control of the situation, I’m like a damn lifeguard now. I adjust the temperature of the water myself now, or better yet I’m diving right in I’m a warm blooded mammal, unaffected by changes in the environment. I adapt.
Practice makes perfect. But when you are writing a six book series you gotta crescendo and draw the readers in with a fantastic build up. Diamond Drought was almost like an introduction and now that you know the cast Diamond Dynasty is Falcon Crest and Dallas all wrapped up in the music industry, the mean streets of Brooklyn and the plotting of a true villain. Its broads, dames, thugs, rappers, glamour, guns, cars, music, murder, mayhem and the occasional spliff passed. It’s the Diamond Series. If you really wanna know what Hip Hop fiction is, read a book that incorporates Hip Hop? If not it aint nothing but street…

ASK AND YOU SHALL GET, YOU WANT FOXY YOU GOT FOXY...!

Aww, look at a cute young Foxy Brown. Now I know what you are wondering, why do you have a picture of a young Foxy Brown up on Literary Hood super author Brandon McCalla. What does this high profile hoochie gotta do with the literary world buddy? I know that's exactly what you are wondering and you can blame this photo on a person named Darla who emailed me about the Million Man Movement blog and then wanted to know what I thought about Foxy.
She wanted to know what I thought about Foxy Brown's ear injury, her recent scuffle with some rapper out in Florida and her current court situation. I'm gonna tell this pesky little vixen Darla all about my opinions on ol Foxy Brown but before I do, I just wanted to give you guys one of my favorite Foxy Brown photos, this one above my words.
I met Foxy around the time she took this and I was intrigued by her. But right now Lil Kim intrigues me more. So Darla not only are you gonna get what I think about Foxy (and I love Foxy mind you, so you are treading on thin ice, be very careful Darla, very careful) but you are also gonna get what I think about Lil Kim. And I shall call her Kimberly Jones since we are both native to Brooklyn, New York (actually all three of us were born and raised here) and I've been doing quite a bit of research on both dames.
I actually know one of these dames quite well, very well, and I don't really wanna get into that because I'm supposed to really keep it real here in my neck of the hood so I'm gonna hold all my personal shit aside and really let both of these two bitches have it, if the feeling moves me. But quite honestly I'm gonna take you back and give you a bit of history, and show you how the both of these dames got raised up in the world of hip hop than just simply trash them and give you more of the gossip you probably wanna read but you aint gonna read much of it here.
Darla just gave me an excuse to break down some hip hop history, and I'm gonna use the month of november specifically to chronicle what's going down with Foxy and Kim and a few other hip hop noticables and a few not noticed. Thank you Darla for you have given me an excuse to touch upon hip hop.
PATIENCE, THE FOXY BROWN AND LIL KIM BLOG IS GONNA TAKE A MOMENT. I got two novels pending and I can't let these broads divert my attention that much, but since Darla emailed me and really wanted to know exactly how I felt about Foxy since I quoted her quite vigorously at the beginning of my first book Diamond Drought, I decided to do both of these dames dirty since to some they are both sides of the same coin. And you guys know how dirty money can get, the reason why criminals launder it, I know laundry, launder... terrible, I'm slipping right...?
TILL THEN BLOGGERS...

UNO

The Movement a Waste of Time, but Niggas were getting Numbers...?

Black people have suffered two disasters in the past couple of months, hurricane Katrina and the Million Man Movement. It was a disaster. It’s me your friendly neighborhood author Brandon McCalla and I am here just to give you a very brief vision of what went down…
…nothing but niggerism went down and that aint even a word. But it’s the only way I can describe the function. Two of my spies were on the scene and they were mortified. I had one very stern thug in the place and a very militant black dame who rocks an afro. They called me up periodically during the day with bits and pieces of information. But on Sunday night they both called me and gave me a substantial amount of gossip, ahem I mean information and none of it was nice.
     I heard Erika Badu gave a speech just like that guy in In Living Color, you know the inmate, the guy in jail who spoke with a bunch of big words that didn’t make any sense, that was Erika.
     Wyclef performed and did an excellent job, until he started doing back flips and handstands on the stage… Why was he jigging with such vigor? I thought that day was supposed to be a day of enlightenment and I thought we were beyond jigging now… I guess not.
     Jim Jones came out to speak, but he came to the stage with his non radio edited music. So nigga and bitch was being blasted in abundance and a hook intricately explaining how better he is living than the average nigga with his 24 inches of rims and diamonds galore was riveting throughout the courtyard via a terrible sound system. How low have we become as a people…
     I heard a slew of Christian ministers were on the scene preaching, whoops did I say preaching I meant recruiting like they were the god damn army. It seemed almost despicable and my home girl with the afro described these black Christians as the white Christian missionaries who waltzed into Africa… sad but true.
     Of course the pot was being passed around via Louis Farrakhan but then there were peddlers, street fiction authors selling books, niggas selling mix CD’s and people selling tee shirts (of Biggie and Tupac like them niggas are our damn saviors, like they perished on a cross or something). What is wrong with us? My thug correspondent said that a few Bloodz n Crypz were in the house like they were a political party and they were being treated as such. He said that shit even baffled him and he’s a damn repeat offender and a former convict, a hoodlum. He said that shit made him wanna seek some sort of solace in his existence.
     The two people that I had on the scene hadn’t gotten a bit of enlightenment; actually they said they were left in the dark. And ironically enough though the call for homosexuals to attend was given; only one homo spoke at the Million Man Movement…
     I want feedback on this. I want the people who actually attended the Million Man Movement to share their experience because my two cronies said it was a horrible experience and was a waste of time and effort. What do you think? And mind you when Wyclef has to do four back flips and three handstands, well that just means that the crowd really wasn’t that enthusiastic but if they weren’t enthusiastic about that and still no enthusiasm over the speeches since on television you could see a hundred or so hoochies with their hands combing out their weaves, popping gum and on their cell phones. And a whole bunch of dudes taking glances at fat booties; I saw that from my house on C-Span. I friend of mine taped about a good six hours of it and I was shocked. I caught a nigga getting a number right on television and I was at first like Holla!!! But then I was like yo, this is the Million Man Movement, I could tell he wasn’t gonna enlighten her when they hooked up, he was hooking up with that dame for some ass.
So I say if people didn’t attend this thing for the unity of the people, what did they attend for?