RELENTLESS GOES H.A.M. on V-103 Frank & Wanda Show

No matter what, I love me.

That's the me some people decided not to see

Still others realize my value, indeed.

Still, the ones who left can no longer feed

If only they stayed consistent

If they could see I planted seeds

They might still be in the mix

Part of my growing family

So I welcome my new friends

and here are lessons for you

Try and always be patient

And let me do what I do

Stand by and learn

My blessings will rub off on you

Help contribute something

Don't just sit back and brood

Cause in the end

We're all judged by our living proof!

Relentless Aaron

April 25th, 2011

PUSH IS THE TRUTH

DO YOU REMEMBER ME, WORLD?

THE HOTTEST BOOK IN THE STREETS, STILL

UNMATCHED, READ IT, COME GET YOUR FILL!

OTHER WRITERS TRYIN TO EMULATE KING LIT!?

THAT'S OK, THEY ALREADY KNOW I'M THE SHIT!

I'M THAT BOOK WITH THE OLD SOUL,

PLUS, MY WRITER AND HIS PEN BE ICE COLD!

WHATEVER, HOWEVER, YOU CAN'T KILL THE GOD

KEEP RUNNIN YOUR MOUTH, NOTHIN BUT A HOT ROD

I SPLIT YOUR WHITE MEAT JUST PROPPED ON THE SHELF

SOME BOOKS COME CLOSE, BUT I'M BOSS/GREAT HEALTH!

JUST KNOW I'M THAT BOOK WITH MAAD RESPECT,

FROM THE ROCK, TO THE BRICKS, BEDROOM TO MOVIE SET!

Sometimes being an author means more than merely pen and paper.

People read what an "author" has to say because they appreciate that man or woman's eye on the world. It makes them proud, happy, reminiscent, vindicated, redeemed.
In this picture, Jim & MaryAnn share cupcakes in celebration of Jim's 69th Birthday.
MaryAnn recently had her 68th. She tells me that they're on a "Cheap date."
I said, "On the contrary. Less is more today. Its about appreciating the little things in life that is a big deal. And then I snapped this picture here in my favorite #Starbucks. MayAnn described me as a "Photographer-Socialite." Sigh... another title. I suppose I'll wear that hat today!

The "Relentless eye" is on our world yesterday, today & forever.

Just taking a time out to all of you who have supported the RELENTLESS brand.

I'm very excited about all thats happened to me over the past few years, but I cannot forget my most humble beginings.

Thanks for cooming out of your pockets for (many times) what you had no idea about.

And once you did, you returned over and over and over again!

Thanks for recognizing the truth. Words or no words.

Peace.

YOU'RE A WRITER? SERIOUSLY?

IF YOU CAN’T HANDLE THE TRUTH, YOU’D BETTER NOT READ THIS!

The truth, FRIENDO, is you can’t write worth a fuck! And its not merely your writing, but your story has no substance. Its full of hood-speak and nuances that are of interest to people who are shallow in their own life’s discovery. In other words, all they wanna hear is vulgarity, sex, and all about any relation to the dead cycle they’re caught up in. They have no interest in growing, or expanding beyond their environment because they’re stuck on the nail; they’re even comfortable on the nail, just like your writing. I would LOVE to sit here and encourage you, but you need some tough love. You need a kick in the ass! And besides, that wouldn’t be keeping it real!
AND THERE’S MORE!
You have no sense of perspective. You’re writing is all one-dimensional, as if you (the wannabe writer) are God. If you were God, you might have something important and relevant to talk about in your book. And you don’t even hafta be that to be an effective writer; how about just being able to command a reader’s attention with a cohesive paragraph? Hint: if I hafta read that paragraph twice to understand it, you are not cutting the cheese. And how about learning about plotting, tempo, building a character? How about having a voice? You don’t have a voice, friendo. What you are is a town crier, not even loud enuf for the town to hear you. So then, you’re an apartment crier, talkin slick in the mirror/gangsta-grillin in you dreams; stuck in a room that’s not even officially ghetto. If you wanna spend your life tryna “keep it real,” you might wanna show us that and become a real writer. You might wanna go back to the drawing board, pick up on some mastery, so your writing won’t continue to be such a mystery.

YOU ASK: “What’s the drawing board consist of, Relentless?”
I RESPOND: “I’m so glad you asked!”
“First of all, burn all the shit you THINK is good writing. Because if you’ve been using that as a blueprint, you either were so caught up in it that you were more entertained than busy with the dynamics of how the story was put together. That, or you were reading some crap to begin with. CRAP=the pretty chic on the cover, the spicy buy-line, and the empty promise of the title that is just as much a lie as the cross-eyed imaginings within the covers.”

“Second; good writing is not necessarily about perspectives, as it is about having a voice. If you don’t have a voice, you’re not a writer. You might as well get you some crayons, because those of us who have indeed mastered our craft are laughing at your silly ass, callin yourself “keeping it real” on your pages. Get a hint, hustler: a true gangster moves in silence. He or she doesn’t promote thru music on disc or words on paper. And the last thing they do is get on the couch with a newscaster to say “I’m a gangster” with the cameras rolling. And if you’re claiming some kind of paradigm-shift and how you’re changing the definition of a gangster, you surely won’t last in a world of so many other town criers who call their words “writing.”

Finally, you’ve attempted to “un-learn” what you think is good writing. You’re now reading and researching the dynamics of storytelling. There’s just one thing left to do.

BOOYAH! The game is to be sold, not told! YOU figure it out!

*Okay, so that’s harsh. And I don’t act that way all day/everyday. What I meant to say was—in my kinder/gentler voice—there’s so much I’ve written over the years in my many blogs that can help you, the aspiring author. So read it, put it to use. And maybe you can come up out that hole in the ground that you think is a writer’s world, that you think is a solid foundation of things you know or which you have been through, when in reality its quicksand.

Shout out to the real gangsters who’ve managed to ignore all the bullshit people print in books.

Church.


Also of interest to authors!
GROWING & BLOWING: HOW I WENT FROM AWARD-WINNING AUTHOR, TO FILM MAKER

"TWO FACE" PROMO-Book by Khaream Gibson. Film by Relentless Aaron

YOU'VE BEEN DESPERATE to get that story out to the world. If its a BOOK, RELENTLESS CAN WRITE IT. If its a DOCUMENTARY, FILM, MUSIC VIDEO, RELENTLESS CAN PRODUCE IT. No job too big or small. THIS IS WHAT I DO.



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Missing HARLEM's 125

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That everyday grind was consuming my energy and feeding me right back. But, as the saying goes, "keep doing the same things, and you'll keep getting the same results" And that's why you see the vendors on the streets day after day, a dead end that dows not grow or prosper, but merely earns survival. For one to grow, one must earn a "residual income" from real time work and efforts.