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A Cornered Gurl – I am more than breath & bones.I am more than breath & bones.A Cornered Gurl – I am more than breath & bones. A Cornered Gurl I am more than breath & bones. Search Icon Search for: Menu Toggle Icon Skip to content Who Am I? A Cornered Gurl Spoken Word Books Substack Connection lifeteller 04/08/202504/08/2025trE NaPowriMo#3 A Haiku & Review of Séduire by Michele Lee AI-Generated image with a Black woman who has her hair in a natural updo. She is wearing a midnight blue top and slacks that match. She is looking at a White woman who has strikingly silver hair, wearing a tan long-sleeve shirt, and jeans. They are both sitting on a couch deep in thought – pausing to reflect. storytellers dwellin the corners of l o s t pathswaiting for their sun I am honored to share a review and interview from the incomparable and indomitable Michele Lee at my inspired life. “Storytelling can entertain and offer escape, but those with the courage to offer life telling – exposing destructive situations and sinister behavior that can lurk in the shadows – offer a path for change. Author Tremaine (trE) L. Loadholt is one such lifeteller, a term I thought of (last night) when thinking about her storytelling abilities. She does captivate the reader with her writing; however, she writes stories that reflect real life, which can be real tragic, abusive, and not always have a happy ending. I applaud trE for weaving difficult subjects into her short story collection, Séduire: Serial Tales & Flash Fiction. Her stories offer hope, too, which highlights this writer’s ability to not only write about darkness and evil but attempt to transform it. Séduire is separated into fourteen stories that introduce a variety of characters who seem so real, it is hard to believe that they aren’t! The author’s talent for character development is what stood out to me when I finished reading her collection and what compelled me to send trE a few questions, which she graciously answered (below). For those who appreciate real life scenarios, complex characters, and diverse dialogue offered in short story form, I highly recommend Seduire, and if you’re a writer, you may also be inspired to become more observant about human behavior after reading trE’s book. Questions for trE about reading and writing: Tell us about the inspiration for your characters. (real people, movies, other books, observations, a combination) To be honest, characters speak to me. They present themselves to me whether I want to be an intruder in their lives or not. They come to me with their problems, their joy, their sadness, accomplishments, etc. And they will NOT SHUT UP until I’ve written their story. I wish there was something else I could tell you, some writing exercise that I do to coax a story or character to life, but really that’s mainly it. They speak. I listen. Then, I write. Who is your favorite character from a book you’ve read and what makes that character stand out? Tangy Mae, a character in the book The Darkest Child, by Delores Phillips. Tangy is brilliant. She is resilient while living a life full of struggles and dealing with a mom who verbally and physically shows her disdain for her children. She is a fully-developed character who made my soul ache, and I will read that book a million times over to feel what I feel each time I read it. It is apparent in reading your work that you have great empathy for others. Please describe how writing may help you process all that you may feel in relation to the burden of others. Writing is a release. I am hypersensitive and an Empath; so much so that in the past, when I didn’t have quite the best grip on my emotions and how the pain of others would affect me, I would be in physical pain because I would take on the hurt of my loved ones. That is not a healthy life to live. Writing and therapy have helped me with continuing to acknowledge the pain of others but to detach from it. I can be aware and stand in solidarity with the hurting ones and recognize their voices should be shared and heard without hurting myself. What do you find most challenging about creating and developing characters? Honestly, it’s not really creating characters that’s a challenge for me, it’s getting them to be quiet. Sometimes, I don’t feel like writing. I would rather not experience their pain or tell a happy tale or share their defeats with others. But I’m forced because these fully-formed characters will not let me rest until I’ve completed their life’s story. I actually have more of a problem letting go of some of the characters I’ve created, and some readers do, too. One character, Aunt May, from an ongoing series I did had reached her end–I wrote her death into an installment and then, the funeral in the next. Readers were LEGIT mad at me for months for killing off the character, but she was becoming such a part of my life that it was going to be harder to let her go if I didn’t do so when I did.………………..Anything else you would like us to know about Séduire or your writing process? I write because I have to. I write because it is a healer. It has given me life that I needed and had forgotten I could live. If you read Séduire, I am almost certain, you will feel that.” To read the entire breakdown and post, please visit Michele’s wondrous site for “Lifeteller (writer spotlight)“. Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet? I recently signed up to write for Substack as well. My first post, “I Said I Wouldn’t Do It” is live, and my second post “Unknowingly Inviting a Beast to Dinner” was published yesterday morning. I welcome your visit. Black Excellence, Books, Community, Creative Writing, Empath, Friendship, Growth, Haiku, Life, Micropoetry, Non-Fiction, Poetry, Women, Writing Authors, Book Review, Community, Friendship, Haiku, Interview, Micropoetry, Poetry, Review 28 Comments The Sunday Night Routine 04/21/202504/20/2025trE NaPoWriMo #21 I melt into myself froma lazy day that mainlyincorporates working out, reading, writing, cooking,staying sane, and trying notto spiral.I morph into my grandmother, who is almost 90 years old. She is a worrier who doesn’tunderstand the word “No.”I overthink. I overanalyze. I overcompensate for thingsI should have acknowledgedfrom my past.The dog is clingier than normal. I think she believes I willdisappear without a moment’s notice. The TV is background noise. It assists and acts as myco-writer and co-creator. I miss out on sleep waiting forthe “I’m home” message fromthe crush. She’s a night owl who walkshome from her second job,which tears my nerves allthe way up, but I applaud extraefforts in the pursuit ofmonetary excellence.I say several prayers thatusually involve me questioningwhat God has in store formy impending future, andI plop my exhausted bodydown on the pillow top withthe enhanced cooling foammattress topper, and sink intoa deep sleep.I wake up in the middleof the night to relievemyself, but I don’t wantSunday to end.Soon after, it does. And Iam left longing for itspresence, hoping the nextfive days will hurry up. I miss Friday already. Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet? I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit. Change, Creative Writing, Dogs, Empath, Friendship, LGBTQ, Life, Life Changes, NaPoWriMo, pets, Poetry, Weekends, Writing Creative Writing, Life, Love, NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo2025, Poetry, Sunday, Writing 8 Comments pain & denial 04/20/202504/20/2025trE NaPoWriMo #19 A One-Line Poem it hit me today–I always knew I had no chance in hell, but I tried to remain confident in my shambled self–maybe I am meant to make others feel good, while remnants of pain catapult me closer to denial. Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet? I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit. Black Excellence, Change, Creative Writing, Empath, Friendship, LGBTQ, Life, Micropoetry, NaPoWriMo, One-Liners, Pain, Poetry, Writing Aging, LGBTQ, Life, Love, NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo2025, One-Liners, Pain, Poetry Something To Think About #9 04/20/202504/20/2025trE “I know who I am. God wrote it in his plan for me.” Jonathan Nelson featuring Purpose. My Name is Victory. I will share “Something To Think About” for the next seven weeks on Sunday afternoons. It may be a quote, a picture, an interesting phrase I heard, artwork, etc. Whatever I share will surely be intriguing or involving enough to spark a casual discussion or in-depth conversation. Stay tuned every Sunday for this feature!Honey, the sopranos are NOT PLAYING while singing, “I know who I am!” They came to praise and worship, OKAY! Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet? I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit. HAPPY EASTER! Black Excellence, Community, Culture, Faith, Holidays, Life, Music, Weekends, Writing Easter, God's Plan, Holidays, Jonathan Nelson, Music, Something To Think About, Sunday, Victory 8 Comments throwback: an uphill battle 04/20/202504/20/2025trE NaPoWriMo #20 A Pictured Poem an uphill battle. ©March 2016 Tremaine L. Loadholt Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet? I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit. Black Excellence, Community, Creative Writing, Culture, Family, Life, Life Changes, Micropoetry, NaPoWriMo, Nature, Photography, Pictured Poem, Poetry, Writing Creative Writing, Micropoetry, NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo2025, Nature, Photography, Poetry, Writing 8 Comments a day of self-love 04/18/202504/19/2025trE NaPoWriMo #18 (3 6-word poems) Birthday Shenanigans #1. Thursday, April 17, 2025 (in the morning) the 45th gave birthto smiles. Birthday Shenanigans #2. Thursday, April 17, 2025 (in the morning) Birthday Shenanigans #3. Ugh! That stupid loc is out of place!!! 😒😒😒Thursday, April 17, 2025 (in the afternoon) I conquered someunwanted pesky demons. Birthday Shenanigans #4. Thursday, April 17, 2025 (in the afternoon) Birthday Shenanigans #5. Thursday, April 17, 2025 (in the evening) Dinner from my favorite Japanese Sushi & Steakhouse restaurant. God decided–another year isnecessary. Birthday Shenanigans #6. Thursday, April 17, 2025 (in the evening) Dinner from my favorite Japanese Sushi & Steakhouse restaurant. April 17, 2025, was my 45th birthday. The crush showered me with gifts from Sunday until Tuesday, and then a birthday text message yesterday evening. She said Wednesday’s gift will be late, but I am not concerned about that. NO ONE has ever given me a gift a day (and these are not inexpensive dollar amounts, either), leading up to my birthday to celebrate me. NO ONE! There are no words for that–I am still digesting it. I may have someone whose giving heart is bigger than mine. I don’t know how to deal with that because I am not usually the one receiving . . . I’m usually the giver. So . . . for at least two days, I was extremely emotional and told her so, and all she could say was, “Just enjoy it.” So, I did. Of course, I told my very close people about this, and it’d gotten to be so much a part of my birthday week that messages were coming in with the question, “So, what’s today’s gift?” And I informed them of such. One of my friends said, “A gift a day leading up to your birthday?! BAYBAY, lemme holla at my husband!” My ex/very close friend said, “Now listen here . . . I did that for *insert his wife’s name here* for our 10th anniversary. Tre, as far as I am concerned, that’s your woman.” To which I responded, “Dude, I expect this from you. LOL. We’re not there yet. We may never be. Let’s remember, she’s straight.” One of my co-workers said, “She finna be your future boo, Tre! Who is out here giving folks a gift-a-day up to their birthday and they’re not together?!” *Sighs* I do not know how the dating world works anymore. I’ve not been in it for Y E A R S. But apparently, people don’t hear you when you say, “No, we’re just opening up a bit more with each other since I shot my shot. That’s all.” Karen and two of my cousins loaded my account up with money. I had so many text messages and phone calls that my heart nearly exploded from the love that poured all over me. I am beyond blessed. Therapy was a necessary thing to have, and I told my psychologist I finally let the crush know, as he was waiting to see if I could conquer that hill in my life. I did. And since that monkey has been off my back, I have been breathing a bit easier. I think life is probably going to stop lifeing for just a bit. We’ll see how long that lasts. Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet? I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit. Aging, Black Excellence, Creative Writing, Food, Friendship, Growth, LGBTQ, Life, Micropoetry, NaPoWriMo, Photography, Poetry, Women, Writing Friendship, LGBTQ, Life, Love, NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo2025, Photography, Poetry, Writing 30 Comments steady: a birthday poem 04/18/202504/18/2025trE NaPoWriMo #17 steady: a birthday poem ©2025 Tremaine L. Loadholt Some parts of this poem are fiction–some of it is non-fiction. Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet? I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit. Creative Writing, Empath, Friendship, LGBTQ, Life, Love, NaPoWriMo, Pictured Poem, Poetry, Women, Writing 45, Birthdays, Dogs, LGBTQ, NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo2025, pets, Poetry, Women 42 Comments stride 04/18/202504/18/2025trE NaPoWriMo #15 she wears an evil smirkon her solemn face — lips pursedand puckered at the same time.how odd?! I think . . .but she glides across thepathway, feet floating — cloudlike is the journey, and I watchher wade into the waters of my overthinking mind. should I remind her aboutthe boiling pot on thestove or the apple pie in the oven?neither of them can holdher attention like Ican. Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet? I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit. Black Excellence, Community, Cooking, Creative Writing, LGBTQ, Life, Lune, NaPoWriMo, Poetry, Women, Writing LGBTQ, Life, NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo2025, Poetry, Women, Writing 20 Comments the crush crushes, too 04/16/202504/15/2025trE NaPoWriMo #16 I finally snatched the chanceto shoot my shot and shotit with precision and purpose.being friends first helped us.and although a “yes”, is notthe answer . . . the door is n o tclosed to further discussion.the crush crushes, too.and loving me is important to her.losing me she doesn’t want to see.I now know the gift of beingheld in high regard by someonewho secretly crushed onme, too. Have you gotten your copy of my new book: a collection of serial tales & flash fiction, Séduire (E-Book and Paperback) yet? I recently signed up to write on Substack as well. Poking the Bear’s Belly for Fun is a place of healing as I speak about the most recent events with my place of employment as it pertains to racism and discrimination. I welcome your visit. Black Excellence, Creative Writing, Empath, Fear, Friendship, LGBTQ, Life, Love, NaPoWriMo, Poetry, Women, Writing Friendship, LGBTQ, Love, NaPoWriMo, NaPoWriMo2025, Poetry, Women, Writing 34 Comments Posts navigation ← Older posts Simple:Soul:Sister trE I am more than breath & bones ... I am nectar in waiting. 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