Closer To Home – New Music

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This music for the chapter in my book when Jamie is moved from a prison in Beeville, TX, called McConnell Unit, deep southern Texas, to a prison closer to home in East Texas. Maybe now he will get visitors and also get to see his son again.

http://soundcloud.com/sonni-quick/closer-to-home

You can stream my music, watch my videos and see photos at my website sonniquick.net 

Message Received — Cloak Unfurled

I’d like to broach a subject, About something we all do. While we might be social creatures, Some folks make us mad or blue. So what are the things you do, To avoid having a conversation? Have you ducked into a restroom, Feigning troubling constipation? Have you ever silenced your phone, Or just tossed it […]

via Message Received — Cloak Unfurled

Awesome poetry. I ROARED, because I saw myself in every line. Maybe you will, too. Make sure you read the comments. It’s worth it.

The End Game – Poetry

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The End Game

Lurking in back of my eyes
Tasting the smells, seeing the ghosts
No matter how often I’ve tried
It reminds me where I’ve been
And how many miles I’ve gone
I tied it up in a garbage bag
And kept on walking alone

Too late, it caught up beside me
And said hi, where have you been?
It’s time to pay the price dear
You can’t run away from sin
You made a cause, the effect is now
There’s no choice, you can’t get away
You chose to play, it’s time to pay
It’s your end game, take a bow

 

by Sonni Quick ©2018

Post liver transplant /cancer survivor/2012

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This The Season. Oops! How Does This Player Work?

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This is me and my mom! Merry Christmas Mom! 

Deck The Halls With Boughs Of Holly. FA-LA-LA-LA – Oops! I was getting a little carried away. I was just walking down my street after dark, slapping at mosquitos (that’s a drag) and there were so many Christmas lights on. What a wonderful 80 degrees day in the Florida’s Keys.  Screw the cold and snow and wind and freezing to death! Mrs. Santa is wearing shorts. 

Okay, back to work. I’m trying to get this to work. The player is supposed to show up automatically,  I think, but If it doesn’t, click the link below and a video player appears that will let you pick from all of the music videos I have at YouTube.

You can subscribe to my channel on the YouTube screen  at the top left, but to like it or get notifications of new videos, comment or share you have to go to YouTube, by clicking my picture at the top left.

That would be the best thing to do. On the player (at the link below) I liked that you could play any video you wanted because people who are new to what I’m doing and why I do it, are less inclined sometimes to go to older videos, yet most all of them go to a chapter in the book I’m writing. Which you can find at my blog My Name Is Jamie. My Life In Prison There is info about it at YouTube, too, plus a list of all other sites that are affiliated with it. So I’ll see if this player works after I publish it on my blog. I’m keeping my fingers crossed! (It didn’t work so just click on that long link and it will bring it up) 

My main website below is where you can also subscribe to my music mailing list for an occasional update. Believe me, I don’t have time to inundate your email box so I won’t take up much space. Any agent, promoter or editor looks at the size of your mailing or they won’t touch you, so if your subscribe I won’t abuse it. 

Thanks for your patience.  I hope it’s going to be a great HOLIDAY SEASON for you! 

Love ya! Sonni 

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Oh My! Is 2018 Almost Over?

What a hectic year this has been. Unbelievable. But it has been a wonderful year as well. At the end of 2017 I decided to compellingly rewrite my book “Inside The Forbidden Outside”. 90k words, plus a new book cover. Learning to write is a craft like any other. It takes practice and a quest for knowledge. 

I’ve been traveling by train to and from the Florida Keys for a year, a month in each place and then switching, as I try to help my son with his two youngest children. That is a challenge, grabbing quiet hours! Through all of it life has been full and rewarding. I am optimistic that what I’m doing will be successful. I wouldn’t be able to do it without the followers I have developed at all the websites I utilize. The positive feedback I get back tells me I’m on the right track. 

I have written many things in my life along with two blogs and had a short story published in an anthology, but it is not the same as writing a book. It was a good experience writing the first complete manuscript but it didn’t really say what I wanted to say. So I studied to figure out what I wanted to accomplish. I wanted to finish this second draft by the end of this year but there is still so much to do. I spend every waking moment on some aspect of this, spinning one necessary plate after another.

I am more than half way done with this draft  and quite a bit of music has been recorded so far. If I only had to finish writing the book it would most likely be done. Adding music and promoting it is time consuming. It is also hard to spend enough time on my blogs or being able to go back to blogs I have liked as often as I want to.

https://soundcloud.com/sonni-quick/seize-the-day

I sincerely appreciate those who listen to my music, watched my music videos and read any parts of the chapters I have posted. It is my desire to write this story as best I can in a way that entices you to read until the end and share it with your friends. I believe what I am writing has value – educating society to understand the truth about what lies in inside our prisons. You can read more on my other blog – My Name is Jamie. My Life in Prison.  The first post on the blog gives you the opportunity to purchase a T-shirt or totebag with Jamie’s picture as I try to raise funds to help him. There are also music videos at the blog, but you can go directly to Sonni Quick Improv Piano at YouTube as well to subscribe, like and 

Please subscribe to ITFO News for occasional updates on the book and at my main website – sonniquick.net to hear new music, guaranteed to help you sleep and create wonderful dreams. On my Facebook page Improv Piano Music of Sonni Quick you will also hear the work of other musicians I enjoy and want to share with you. You can also use the share links below to share this post on your own social media. Your support is precious to me.

Have a wonderful day! 

Climbing The Mountains – ITFO Chapter and Music Video

 

 

Below is a partial chapter for “Inside The Forbidden Outside”. There was a riot during the midday meal. Tension is always high strung.  It doesn’t take much to set off violence that leads to injuries and death. Guards are extremely outnumbered. There are repercussions to everyone who participates as well as those who don’t.

Subscribe to ITFO News below for occasional updates. You can request computer chapters if you are a subscriber   Or a subscriber at my Youtube channel OR on my mailing list at sonniquick.net ( link below) Help support and share. Help me help Jamie. He’s one of the good guys. Learn the truth about life in our prisons. Follow Jamie’s Story. 

 

CLIMBING THE MOUNTAINS

Oh my God, what was happening? Jamie heard screaming and large objects being thrown against the walls inside the room where the inmates were served food. He could hear the thud of bodies being hit and falling into the tables. Guards were shouting threats, trying to get the chaos under control, but they were losing. The medical unit was going to be busy today.

Jamie was walking down the hall on his way to chow. It was a privilege he had gotten back when he was finally moved from adseg to G4. He had almost made it to the large room when he felt himself being shoved from behind up against the wall. He heard the doors being slammed shut and bolted. There was tension brewing in the air along with the smell of panic.

Two guards stood outside the doors. One guard had his taser pointed at the inmates lined up along the wall. The other one had his baton raised, ready to use if anyone moved. There was a third guard standing in a lookout on the second floor. He had a rifle pointed at them that was loaded with pellets of buckshot. The two guards near them looked scared that the inmates might try to rush and overpower them. One wrong move and someone was going to get killed.

They were short staffed as usual and there was no telling how many guards were inside. It couldn’t be more than a couple because there was no time to call for help. There was usually one guard at either end of the room. They were outnumbered and they knew it.

Being scared didn’t begin to cover what Jamie was feeling. These guards could easily lose control and think they were justified in shooting to protect themselves, especially not knowing if any of their own were being injured or killed on the other side of that door. One shot toward the floor with the pellet gun would riccochet hundreds of buckshot in all directions.

Jamie tried to make himself look as non-threatening as possible. No sudden moves. In fact, no moves at all. It was total bedlam behind the locked door and it could easily turn that way in the hall, too. This was not a good day for dying. Riots didn’t often happen, but when they did they were usually deadly. High tensions started the fighting and once it got started it wouldn’t easily calm down.

More guards soon arrived and they escorted the men back along the wall to their cells. He felt much safer when the cell door shut behind him and he heard the lock click in place.

But what the hell happened in there? Was it planned or did something happen between two people and it got out hand? If he had been inside the chow hall when the doors were closed he would have been screwed big time.

When there was a fight and guards got involved, others joined in. The dudes who started the trouble would expect the other inmates to join them. If they didn’t, they would hunt you down later and mess you up. If you were scared and got yourself chased to another prison, word would get out and people at that prison would find you and make your life miserable. You couldn’t run far enough no matter how many years you got.

If Jamie had gotten involved in the fight the guards could have beaten the crap out of him. If not then, they’d find him later. They would retaliate against everyone involved even if they didn’t do anything. No one would stop them. It was one time they got away with murder with no questions asked. It was a no-win situation no matter how you looked at it.

They would have put him back in adseg in a heartbeat and most likely would never let him out again. Being part of a prison riot would have affected his life in many ways. It didn’t matter that he had not been part of it. Getting caught up in one was all that was needed.

Would it affect the possibility of getting paroled? He didn’t want to think about that. It didn’t happen. He didn’t get caught up it. Less than a minute later and he would have. He didn’t get beat up by the guards and he didn’t get in bad with those who chose to riot. It was close, but luck was on his side this time.

He knew why they did it. So did the warden. People would only put up with being treated like dogs by their jailers for just so long. Kick a dog enough times and he was going to bite back. If you starve them and take away everything that makes them human, when they bite they were going to draw blood. Spray them with chemicals and laugh about it, feed them garbage and ignore them when they are sick and they will eventually riot if the opportunity is there. They aren’t dogs, they’re human beings. The riot might have been started by one of the dudes disrespecting someone’s space but the overall reason was because all of them were disrespected by the system.

Until the people who run this place take care of their end instead of constantly finding ways to make the men responsible for all the trouble there was going to be even more trouble.

The best thing to do was to keep to himself as much as possible. Do his time and stay away from everyone if he could.

Jamie had missed lunch. He was going to get mighty hungry by dinner. It wouldn’t be the last time he would be hungry so it was no big deal. The warden wouldn’t care about that anyway, he had his hands full.

Going over to his locker he went through his books to see if there was one that looked interesting enough to read again. He liked to do that. There was always something he missed in the first reading. Settling down on his bunk he tried to lose himself in some other place and time, somewhere outside this prison cell. He had read more books in the last six years than he ever would have. He found he enjoyed reading and could read a book a day of he had enough.

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Unintended Consequences – Poetry and YouTube Video

Unintended Consequences

I never thought I’d have to live
in such a lonely place
I touch the walls on either side
I never thought I’d call this home
Memories here I can’t erase
A thousand people all alone

I never thought this was where I’d be
My life would work it out
I never dreamed my window
was the only way I’d see
the beauty of the world outside
How can I continue?

An unintended consequence
Not thinking what will be
the end result, not thinking through
Pretending I was being free
I didn’t think, I never thought
my careless choice I can’t undo

I never thought what would I crave
the most if taken away
The touch of skin, your silken breath?
Sends goosebumps up my spine
I shiver once and desire more
“You didn’t think,” I heard you cry

I only have my memories now
To keep me warm at night
I wrap my arms around my head
Pretending you are touching me
It will be years, will you be gone?
Touching someone else instead

An unintended consequence
Not thinking what will be
the end result, not thinking through
Thinking I was being free
But I didn’t think, I never thought
It would mean losing you

By Sonni Quick ©2018

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There is a chapter in the book I am writing with the same title. The book chronicals Jamie’s life in prison and his maturing from a boy into a man. This is a true story taken from hundreds of letters we shared, along with a creative narrative joining the events together  I had to crawl inside his head to understand but after 13 years of writing to him I understand him pretty well. At the link for the chapter you can subscribe to my mailing list to get periodic updates 

Because of the sheer volume of work that needs to be done preparing this book and writing the music and videos it is hard to keep up my 2 blogs as frequently as I’d like. Thank you so much for your support.