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New Writing Projects

THINGDOM BY FAR

 

I am pleased to announce several new writing projects, all non-fiction.  At age 64, there are certain things I need to say, and not in a fictionalized manner, and that includes the sequel to the romance Novel, New Kiss Horizon which I am proud to say is also NON-fiction NKH WITH BADGE

 

  1. All I have is a working title, and  it is paramount that I tell the truth about myself; no one else can, and yes; I do indeed love my Thing, with all my heart! seen with me above.  

 

I have too many wonderful things to say to let it pass as fiction. Yeah, at age 64, I am in love at last.  You don’t know when its going to happen, but I knew from the very fort Kiss; well, no need to go into all that, but yeah, his Kiss is something very special 

 

 

all true, as lived.

 

2. I will also be writing  a book about my son.

A certified Mensa genius! Dont let anyone tell you the brown young men are not as highly intelligent  as anyone else.  My son scored in the top 2% of IQ, not an IQ test designed to bypass the cultural bias in the “standard” test,  but on the Standard test.  The world need to know about more Brown and Black women and men who are or can be achievers.  They exist.  One should not be ashamed of doing well! 

 

ansted with brussel sprouts copy

 

I can’t wait to write this as only I know the entire story, and I want to tell it while it is possible.

 

3. A new collection of  poetry. I already have selected a title with help from my Thing.  I find him so inspiring and in just writing series of texts to my Literary Executor, I discovered the titles in what I was saying to him, implying that had I sent him no texts, I would not have have this need, this urgency to make stuff, this time out of words.

 

May your journeys through life be as rewarding.

THINGDOM! LITERARY EXECUTOR!

 

Well, I have several pojects underway, the first is closest to my heart:

 

I, at age 64, am finally in a Thing, my featured photo is me and my Thing, age 70.  Oh the wonder of this because I love this man so very much and will I never love another the way that I love him.  

 

Who knows how long a Thingdom witll last?   I do, Forever!

 

What you do not know is that I was cooking in my apaertment in Michigan when flames leapt from the gas burner, and ignited my my hair! My waist-length hair, I was a regular 4th of July sparkler.  Just a couple of weeks ago.

 

Here is the stove:

 

stove that burned my hair

 

Here is the hair that burned off:

 

 

 

 

I am lucky indeed to be alive!  My dilemma: My Thing, Thomas Robert Higginson, always liked long hair which is what I had, completely natural.  Was I ever proud of my hair, the way I could swing it, the way I never had to use extensions or relaxer that other women used,  no doubt, some men also.  

 

Me with the 100% natural hair I had before:

ON THE BRINK OF 64

 

How I looked after going through the fire:

 

 

HAIR BURNING INCIDENT-48

If you need anything done to you head, go see Pat Freeman.  All hair types, any length.

More of how I look previousl, “Breathtakingly HOT!” is what my Thing said.

 

 

and me right now:

also this:

 

 

 

Are there any set limits?  No.

As long as we want, the partners in this crime of Love?  A long time coming to be sure! I asssure you, I have no idea what the protocols of Thingdom are, but I am very glad to have it.  I have been in love with this man for quite a while, and he surprised me with this Thingdom.  I was texting with him all night, and during this, he had put his name on my featured Fb photos, and I opened my eyes to see that he was admitting that we have a Thing after so many years.  I have known him for around 20.  

 

Between hair and my Thing, which would I rather have?  My Thing, fof course.  Nothing can take the place of him.  Nothing in this world.  I went through the fire for this man! —and only for him would I do anything like this.    That’s how much I love him.  Always.

 

Chaka Khan, “Through the Fire”

 

 

Oh, by the way, my Thing is now my Literary Executor! 

SEQUEL!

I am 64 now, and loving it!5 DAYS OF MARCH 2018 THINGDOM-02

 

I am also happy to report that I am well on the way to comleting a draft of a equal to a romance novel  “New Kiss Horizon” that emerged in 2016.

NKH WITH BADGE

 

 

A certain man and I have moved on to having a Thingdom

 

Thing” in this case is the perfect ,well, “Thing” because a few years ago, he told me that if we ever bcame some'”thing” the whole damned world should know, and this is his way  of telling the whol damned world in a way I did not anticipate.

Well, whole damned world,  here it is

me and my Thingdom

Me and my Thingdom

 

and since I have it now, I am going to mention how happy and thankful I am for having it.

This wonderful man surprised me by putting his own name on the photo.  I will take choice over coercion any day,  and now I bask in choice, the glow of choice, beauty of choice and whatever possibilities lie ahead.  

Because they do!

 

Choice makes a difference and I am so pleased that here he is choosing me in a most public way.

 

He is the source of my “Dream Baby” nickname.  The very source of love in my life.  I have never made it secret that I love this man.  The photos of me in a man’s hat, well, that hat belonged to him.

 

I even wore it  when I performed at his poetry Club in Manahattan,

the Bowery Poetry Club:

 

 

 

 

I started falling in love with this man the moment he Kissed me in the taxi in Chicago!  Once we Kissed, I knew everything I needed to know! the instant Chemistry is still amazing!  That just doesn’t happen for real, but it  did to me.

He always liked long hair, and do I ever have long hair now (rooted in my scalp, no weave, no extenstions, and no relaxer in my life)!  Would  he still  love me even if I had no hair?  I think so; for he is not a shallow man at all. Very special, one of a kind to be sure.  Do I have it because I’m multiracial?  I cannot say, but I have it.  A few pics of me in a natural way:

 

 

 

 

Nor were we young, I was 60 the first time he kissed me and he was 66.

There is no other man who can Kiss like him on the planet!  Does not the song go, “It’s in his Kiss”?  Well, it really is!

 

I don’t have a photo of us kissing, but when I do, I will post it.  The onyl eperformance we have dome together so far:

 

 

 

My two parts in the movie, featuring excerpts from poems I had written.  What says “Green Light and Gamma Rays” should be as written, “Green Light and Gamma Ways”  

Now he has a name, and I get to use it.  Because he did.  It is so wonderful to be 64 and have Love in my life at  last.  

 

He rocks my world!

 

 

what we have is Solid!

 

 

In my life for more than 30 years.  He first knew me as “Forker Gryle” (His spelling of “Girl” –I had pink hair then.PINK-HAIR FORKER GRYLE

 

A collection of poems that we two poets wrote together: 

 

 

 

 

Aneurysm of the Firmamament

book by Thylias Moss and Mr. Bob Holman

Much more to Follow, Always I hope.

 

 

 

ANNOUNCING THINGDOM!

This will be brief: 

 

At Long Last, I have an official Thingdom with the man I Love!  –you heard it right!  I now have a Thing with a man I have Loved for years.  

 

Thylias Moss and Bob Holman now have a Thing!  I am so very happy about this.  His idea.  He put his own name there; entirely his choice!

 

me and my Thingdom

Me and my Thingdom

 

Below, How having  a Thing with this wonderful man makes me look.  I am about to turn 64,  at the end of this month, and he is about to turn 70 early next month.

 

 

 

 

He rocks my world!

 

 

 

 

From the First time ever I saw his face! I am in love with him!

 

feels good!

 

 

Celebrating Thingdom!

I Thylias Moss, author of 13 published bbooks, incluiding the roance novel, “New Kiss Horizon” recently nominated for a “Book Excellence Award”:

 

NKH WITH BADGEwould also like to announce my “Thingdom“:

 

Thingdom happened on the anniversaty of seeing him in Chicago, 23 October through 26 October.  In the photo, we stand on a bridge in Chicago, IL, and a bridge is somethign that connects things, help them to get past troubled water, for one thing.

 

thingdom 2

 

It has been a long time coming, and I am so glad that it is here.  There is no better man in the world, I assure you of that! No one knows better what a “New Kiss Horizon”  is than this man, because he made it with me.  There is “No One” able to say anything contrary and be telling the truth, “No One” as in Alicia Keys, the theme song of “Thingdom”: (He calls me “Dream Baby“)

We’re in this love together!

 

 I assure you that he and I were on a “Freeway of Love”every moment that we were in Chicago, makin that weekend famous:

 

Thingdom

I am very pleased to announce my thingdom with a man I have loved for several years. Yes; Thingdom on Facebook.  Where the entire romance with, well, Bob Holman began.  Photo taken in Chicago, Illinois, our first weekend together.

 

In the photo, I am 60 and he is 66.  I do not know who took it, an anonymous person happy to see ths elderly couple taking a walk in Chicago.  We stopped and stood on ths bridge that connects us to every possibility of life.  

 

Now we are a thing! –hallelujah!

 

a whole weekend of firsts! 23 October – 25 October every year!

For this anniversary a most special song, full of meaning for us, “No One” Alicia Keys:

 

 

 

 

Isn’t Love wonderful at any age!

 

thingdom

Resurrection (tentative title)

Work on the book about my father resumes, all true, even my son, my fahter’s only grandson; the only son mine from conception through birth –I won’t go into the details of that, except to express my thanks to a Bangladshi sperm donor. and the man in my life, Thomas Robert Higginson, that wonderful and complex man.  I introdcuce my father and his father to the most important men in my life, my son Ansted:

a photo of Ansted , and of Ansted with me:

 

 

 

 

Some pictures of Thomas:

 

 

 

I will never reveal his legal name, although I know it; that just wouldn’t be fair?  If his identity is ever revealed, he will have to reveal it, not me.  I could even post some photos of this man and myself, but not at this time; he must remain enigmatic, incognito

Just know that he is real, and it is perfectly fine if you bcome jealous of him, after all, he is the man appointed to this honor of  well, being the world’s greatest lover –not sayng he is perfect, as he does tend to misunderstand things, even when I am prasing him, but he deserves every  word of praise I give him,  and he has taken a lot from me, but all in the spirit of how much I love him, but the realiy of him is a bit too private to share, some images of my father:MY FATHER IN HIS FAVORITE LIVING ROOM CHAIR

 

 

 is introduced to nsted my son, and to Thomas Robert  who never got to meet him while he lived,  One of the great tragedies of the world.  Even those who saw him, did not know him, glimpses only, but no real sense of the complexity and loving nature of his character; I am doing the best that I can

 

as well as my paternal grandfather:

 

Frizzell Brasier, father of Calvin Brasier, a farmer

 

that’s about it for now.  I will probably write all through the night. There is so much good that I must say, (not that I don’t want Thomas Robert Higginson himself to say more good about me, and about the book 

 

Thomas Robert persists in Calling mea great writer” –-maybe I am, but I have a great someone to write about, but only I (and Thomas Robert of course) are privy  to the details.  

 

I can post no more details without giving away his identity,   but I advise all of you to search for a man like him, and maybe, although unlikely, for there is only one Thomas Robert Higginson, but search anyway, and perhaps you will come close.  

 

The point is not to identify my son or Thomas Robert himself; the point is to introduce this exceptional man to the small world (that reads my stuff) and is interested in a different model of a man, of a human being, of the outcome  (me)

 

from such a man  who married my mother and is still exceptional although he died in 1980, and would love all the science and technology, things he missed during his life from 1923 – 1980; above all he would have adoresd computers, and he would have had one.  No doubt several of them.

 

If I miss anything, it is the sound of his voice.  Think of all the ways he could be captured, and he used to sing –such capture with just a phone.  

 

I am sure I will dream about all of this tonight.

 

 

 

my father and I: precious photos.  My mother also in the first one.