The sun rose over the City of Cap-Haitien, Republic of Haiti. As is my custom, I rose with it. I didn't get home till the wee hours of the morning, since there was a full moon and I was away in the wilderness, for I had certain urgent matters to tend to. Nevertheless, I woke up rested and refreshed. After showering, getting dressed and eating breakfast, I wa...
French's mood was the best it had been in days; she felt as light as air and imbued with a wonderful positive energy. This time she would make sure she stayed happy. She sat in the backseat of the black Mercedes-Benz® taxi and drummed her fingertips on her thigh. Parisian cab drivers were known for their speedy driving, but she was impatient and willed the d...
I Fought The Law, and We Both Won...Sort Of... (c)2012 Daniel deLaire It's about 8:30 on a Thursday morning, and I am driving along the back roads, away from the highway with the others making their way to wherever it is they're off to. Most of them are headed to work. I am not. I work long, hard nights at the Kwik Mart near my house so my day, thankfully,...
My version of the 12 days of Christmas, when she hands him the divorce decree......Enjoy it and Happy Holidays everyone! On the first day of Christmas, I handed my true love a piece of paper with the heading, divorce decree! On the second day of Christmas, I gave my true love two black eyes and a bloody nose to go along with that divorce decree. Why, beca...
(I found this moving account of my great, great uncle David's struggle to learn a foreign language and the methods they used to teach French to those who were ungifted linguistically. His words are taken verbatim from a secret diary he kept when he was 19 years old). * In 1885, when I was 19, my parents told me that I needed to pass the Civil Service exam...
I was visiting a friend in Manhattan. We were going to a party, some friend of a friend on the Upper Westside. I didn't know anyone there, except my friend and I lost her sometime after 11:00. It was a mixed crowd. Some Nolita types, some of us from Brooklyn, some people old enough to be my parents, or at least my father...some young enough to be my step-mom...
The house of the Dauphin of Agincourt was rife with corruption and debauchery. Know all at the outset that never in French history was one more decadent than this. In France, King Henry's men languished in Agincourt castle prison. Their humiliation at the hands of the French was ceaseless. English Knights of higher order found themselves visited for the s...
Where was she from? Nouméa? La Réunion? Algeria? Somewhere in the French post-colonial world. I can't remember. Or maybe I could if I cared enough to think. But I don't. And anyway that's not what's important. She wanted out. Out of her marriage. At first I had no clue. And no clue either of the part she wanted me to play. Adultery was important to her. Fu...
History will remember Jean Jacques Dessalines as the strong black man who defeated the French colonial forces on the island of Saint Domingue, founded the Republic of Haiti in 1804, crowned himself Emperor of the New World's first independent black nation, defeated Napoleon's overconfident and ultimately outmatched forces and showed to the entire world that...
This story is written by both Dice Casden and Kristi as part of the D&K Universe. ****** In a candle lit bedroom set, Friday Night SmackDown's stunningly beautiful French-Canadian hostess Maryse is laying on the large bed sliding a hand through her hair as she sips champagne from a glass before she looks into the camera that is filming her. The stunning bl...