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Guest Post by Robert Nelson, author of "Real Eyez Realize Real Liez"

About Robert Nelson

Robert Nelson

Robert Nelson was born and raised in Garner, North Carolina where he earned the connections and street credibility needed to bring a sense of authenticity to his work. Consequentially, this lead to his stay in the luxurious NC-DOC where through a lot of retrospection he developed a strategy to defeat what he had become. Through the guidance of the Aryan Brotherhood and the variety of other hardened criminals he  played cards with he focused his energy into developing his skills as a writer to keep the youth from making the same mistakes he did. If he can open just one pair of eyes through his writing, everything he’s put into these pages would have paid off.

Real Eyez Realize Real Liez is an Urban Tale of personal metamorphosis and the dregs of the gutter conquering insurmountable odds through sheer determination alone. Intrigued? The cascade of Urban Culture and the “Gangsta” Lifestyle has overflowed the ghetto into Suburban America. One by one we’re losing our children to the pursuit of a mythological Gangsta’s Paradise. Only one man, a renegade Aryan Prodigee, his crew, and an unfathomable amount of guns are all that stands to hold back the tide. The war is coming, and it won’t be fought on some foreign shore. It’ll be fought in your very home with guns, dope, blood, and bullets.

 

Riley Bennett takes the spotlight as a reformed street pharmacist turned dogmatic Aryan Super Soldier. He leads an underground organization dubbed The Order whose sole purpose is to stamp out the spread of crime and corruption so glorified throughout the Urban Culture.

 

His second in command is one Zoey Fontaine. An teenage ex-heroin addict who was rescued and rediscovered herself within The Order. Her meteoric rise through the ranks of the organization is only measured by her inner strife and struggle to cope with the responsibility of holding everyone she love’s lives in her fingertips.

 

The third star in this contemporary Urban Tragedy is known only as Savage. Based on how his brutal dictatorship in the streets and blood thirsty terror tactics illustrate his rule of inner-city Washington D.C. The Police murdered his family at a young age, so through fear and violence he surgically strikes back at civilized society. All the while building an empire built on stacks and stacks of dirty blood money.

 

 Surprisingly, I seem to fabricate my characters from personality traits I find particularly intriguing. Is it bizarre to base an entire character on one singular emotion? Or even a handful of emotions that seem to guide the character’s reactions in any situation? I found that the emotion seems to float to the surface of a story much better when an emotion portrays a character, instead of a character portraying an emotion.

 

When planning a Story, I always develop a base set of events, as any other should at the onset of a story. Yet I found that letting the plot guide itself as you write is MUCH easier than trying to connect all the dots at the end of a story. It saves the author the trouble of utilizing lame or unimaginative connective sub-plots to eliminate any holes that might arise in the story.

 

To be perfectly honest, Real Eyez Realize Real Liez was first written and developed within the ever so luxurious NC-DOC. Where I wasn’t allowed maps, or any sort of research material. So I really had to pick a city out of a hat, and D.C. didn’t work at first, but after swerving and grinding around the curbs of the storyline I started really utilizing the landscape of Washington, D.C. to my advantage. In particularly, the landmarks, waterways and where potential Gang Territory might arise. It all fell into place with a nearly flawless sort of grace.

 

One Of My Favorite Excerpts:

 

A: Emily: “Jimmy, what’s in your hand?”

 

Jimmy: “The bullet that killed my brother,” he opened his palm to show her the jagged piece of lead with blood and bits of shredded flesh still clinging to it. “I couldn’t let him die with the Other-side’s trash in em.”

 

Emily: “Fuckin-Aye” Emily mumbled over the steering wheel.

 

Thank you all for your time and attention, though success wouldn’t feel like much without my readers. Each and every word is for your own interpretation. If I can open JUST ONE pair of eyes through my work, it would prove a complete and utter success… You can find my work on Amazon.com, Createspace.com and Barnes&Noble.com. The second and third installments are en route directly: ) Happy Reading.

About Real-Eyez Realize Real-Liez

Real-EyezThe War for the heart of Urban America won’t televise from some foreign shore. It’ll be fought in your living room with dope, cash, blood and bullets. The American way of life has strayed into the shadows and one by one we’re losing our children to the illusion of Hood Dreams and a Gangsta’s Paradise.

Only one man stands strong enough to hold back the tide. A renegade Aryan Prodigy and his crew, and an unfathomable amount of guns are all that protects the last shreds of civilization in the streets. The name Riley Bennett will echo through the ages as he who so loved his people that he’d rather see the World in flames than see them suffer. The War is coming… Whether we’re ready for it or not…