Thursday, December 26, 2013

Author Spotlight - Tumika Cain

Today I'm pleased to feature a new author friend, Tumika Cain.

Tumika is a poet and writer whose works paint delicious word pictures that draw the reader right into the heart of the story.  Through her characters, she tells the sometimes complex layers of the human experience and uplifting the spirit.  Her characters will hold you close like a dear friend while commanding a place in the reader's mind long after the story ended.
As an educator, she wholeheartedly believes that each one should reach one; each one should teach one. When she is not writing, she may be found teaching writer’s workshops, blogging, volunteering, otherwise beautifying the world around her and being the parent of a very active preschooler.
She has been published in the following anthologies: Voices of 76 Women, Brothers and Others, ShadeTree, and Mirrors; as well as in a number of periodicals, newsletters and magazines. Season of Change is her first novel.
Here's a little bit about the book:

Avery and Alicia had it all: money, career, a whirlwind romance and a family.  Over time, their paradise began to fall.  Avery struggles to let go of the skeletons in his closet as he tries to cling to the delicate relationship he so desperately needs.  Alicia, wise in spirit, recognizes the cracks in her ivory tower for what they are.  A novel about strength, empowerment and overcoming the odds, Tumika Patrice Cain’s debut novel,  SEASON OF CHANGE is a powerhouse!

One: Alicia

I must admit, according to today’s standards we did have it going on. There was not one of those sought after trappings of success we did not possess. To the eyes of the world, we had it all - the mansion in one of the most exclusive areas of Bloomfield Hills, flashy cars and all the toys anyone could ask for. If I lived in the world that would have been wonderful, but I didn’t. I suppose if having things were enough to satisfy me, then I should have been happy and never desired anything outside of what we already possessed.

Sometimes money is just not enough. Take it from someone who knows firsthand, having money is not the ultimate be all, end all final destination leading to tranquility. What has far more lasting weight are those things that are not tangible and cannot be bought. Peace would be among those priceless treasures not pursued with the intensity it deserves. It is only when something is missing that its true value becomes apparent. I had finally reached a place where I wanted more, I just could not play the games any more. There was nothing to hide, no pride that I was willing to save face for. I was willing to do whatever it took to be free. You see, despite all that we had, none of those things were enough to protect me from what was going on in my world. I had become a prisoner behind the walls of this perfectly manicured estate. For the sake of my health, my sanity - my life - I had to break free no matter what price I had to pay for that freedom.

Looks can be so deceiving. People in general are masters of manipulation, showing others only what they want them to see. They hide all the real and meaningful parts of their lives that are truly able to liberate others and make a difference. I am no better than the vast majority. Probably worse than most, if I think about it.

There was no way to see the hairline fractures of our fragile existence looking only through the naked eye. We worked very hard to keep it that way. It is only through the high powered magnifying glass of life that the rips and tears and chips could be seen. It is only through that same lens that what could be seen was a foundation too shaky to build on. Too shaky to hold the high rise of our lives we had built on top of it. Is there anything worse than a beautiful edifice appearing oh so fine, yet its very foundation could make the entire structure come tumbling down, falling upon the heads of all those in its wake? Well that is us and this is our life.

Purchasing information:
www. TumikaPatrice.Cain


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