Novels and Short Stories

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RANK IS SOMETIMES JUST A SMELL: NIKKI ARMSTRONG MEASURE OF A WOMAN EPISODE 4

Nikki was a few days away from graduating from the police academy. Through arduous work, her naval training, perseverance, and the skills poured into her by Papa and Mama Armstrong, Nikki was number two in her class academically.

She was number one in physical training and marksmanship, due in large part to her military training. However, Nikki never neglected to credit her mom for this skill. Mama Armstrong, since both parents were members of the military, was a military brat. She brazenly defied all advice to the contrary and taught Nikki at an early age how to handle firearms. Yes, Mama Armstrong was one of a kind.

-Vincent Green

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A VIEW FROM MY BAY SHORT STORIES THAT MOVED ME FROM DAY TODAY

Wow, I think you will enjoy this final edition of "A View From My Bay". If you enjoy short stories over poetry, then "A View From My Bay-Short Stories That Moved me from Day to Day" is for you to take some time to read, or better yet, listen to. I am sure that some of my experiences will spark flashbacks for some, hopefully with a smile.

This edition is in response to readers who prefer short stories to have G-Square produce the book "A View From My Bay" into a short story format. At G-Square, all you need do is ask, and if we have the ability, your wish is our command. Please enjoy, Heck, if not, we will try it again.

-Vincent Green

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Nikki Armstrong

Measure of a Woman

Measure of a Woman is the world’s introduction to Nikki Evelyn Armstrong, a take charge young African American female intent on making a difference by Challenging all that is wrong in this society. Nikki is a humanitarian and some might say, one woman SWAT team.
 

Nikki is not just a force to be reckoned with, she is a global role model. We invite you to pick up “Measure of Woman” and look forward to Nikki's adventures, accomplishments, victories and yes, sometimes defeats.

-Vincent Green

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Memories of Ground Zero

From There to Here, Making Each Count

When the towers came down, I had an untrammeled view of the cloud of debris as it traveled up the street, swallowing people as they fled the area.

Of all the memories I have of that day, watching those people disappear into the gaping mouth of that debris cloud is one that I do not think I will ever forget or even come close to accurately sharing in words.

-Vincent Green

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The Rifle

The day the rifle came out was a hot summer day in the early 1960s. My eldest brother had become quite a little sportsman. Terry had gone to the playground to play basketball. Dad and his childhood friends had already returned from their friendly stick-ball ritual against a group of Caucasian men from the neighborhood. They were settling in to watch a baseball game on T.V.

Mom had just entered the living room with a large pitcher of lemonade for us kids, and the guys were drinking Ballantine beer talking about the game and old times in Mount Morris Park in Harlem.

 

The apartment door opened abruptly and in ran Terry, face tear-stained and weeping, “they hung me on the fence, they hung me on the fence,” he cried...

-Vincent Green

A View from My Bay

If you chose to darken my door with some corrupt undertaking, know this one unshakeable truth.

You are in for the fight of your life!

Your skill is irrelevant.

It is my tenacity that you should fear.

Yes, my friend, be afraid, be very afraid.

Be prepared to know terror unbound.

I am coming armed to the teeth,

both physically and mentally.

I take no prisoners, and if in this noble struggle the need should arise;

I am prepared to fight dirty to keep hope alive!

-Vincent Green

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Auntie Nikki's Got This: Nikki Armstrong Measure of A Woman-Episode 5

Nikki was 3 months away from completing another roller coaster ride of a year fighting crime and working hard to change lives for the better. She was tired, mostly because of having to deal with the bureaucratic bullshit that came with her commitment to the cause of making life better, whenever, and however, she could.


Nikki had long since abandoned the illusion that anyone above, or for that matter, equal to her in rank appreciated her efforts. She wasn’t saying that she was the only one who gets it; no, it was far from that. What she was saying is that most see this as a job. An even smaller percentage see it as a profession, while she, herself, embraced it all as a calling—a quest to be the best.


One of the first things she learned after taking on this quest was, she had to accept that it never has been and never will be about gratitude or thanks. If that was what she was looking for, she should be ashamed of herself and move on to something else. Maybe becoming proficient at saying, “You want fries with that?”

-Vincent Green