u/No-Firefighter4931

I alwayscwanted to finish my book & get it edited, proofread & published about a wild time in my life I'm not proud of but it help healing. I been using social media to promote it. The only problem much like how I am here is how I am there. I have no idea what I'm doing. 😂But I'm getting there. I always gave up on everything but to not give up & following through feels better than any bet or anything I chased after in my past. If not for a excert from the book I put on Reddit got 1,5000 views in 7 hours. That's 1 post! I couldn't believe it. That's what finally gave me the right head space to keep going. To anyone with BPD or anything just KEEP GOINGB& WORKING CAUSE YOU WILL GET TO WHERE YOU WANNA BE!

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1zB7Ekoe2q4EaBsh1psVMNjHSoD1Qq4Y0/view?usp=drivesdk

No experience & can barely use a calculator. Not bad for a few weeks of actually following through with something feels great! Thank you for all the views on Reddit & TT especially! #newauthor #linknabio ##myfirstbook #fugazidonmerch #rickyroma

https://www.instagram.com/p/DYbPNIdDbHJ/?igsh=MThrODhoZzhkcDVvZA==

Genre- Hard-boiled Noir

Words -607

I would just like to know id anyone sees any potential and if so what I.do well and what I really need to work on. Also any good books to read about becoming a better writer. Thx so much. God bless.

Part of my book about a wild weekend thinking you know it all but in the end you knew nothing. I knew nothing 😆

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1zB7Ekoe2q4EaBsh1psVMNjHSoD1Qq4Y0/view?usp=drivesdk

Name- Niagara Falls Border Smuggling

Genre- Crime Noir

Word count- 619

New writer with no schooling. I can use any advice and critiques. The biggest thing I wanna know is if it's entertaining at all. I have 100 of these that I wanna put in order for my 10 year long adventures.

https://www.reddit.com/u/No-Firefighter4931/s/zZFaRo5Y3A

I been writing all my memorable 12 years stepping in a world that I didn't belong. It brought on BPD & many other things. I promised myself I'd put it in a nonfiction book. I just recently paid a editor to help me put it all together. I paid $999.00 to get it published and all that comes with the process of getting it in the store. I promised the only who believed in me, that passed

away a year ago. Then I got to work finishing

The $3,900 Lesson: Lemons, Lamb Leather, and the Wolf of East Hampton

My friends are always begging for my old clothes. I've gained about 30 pounds since my younger days, so the vintage fits don't quite work for me anymore. (Don't judge—it happens to the best of us.) My closet is slowly getting depleted, but honestly, I don't care. These days, I'm happy shopping at Target.

If you told me 10 years ago I'd be a Target guy, I would have lost it. Back then, I was a vain idiot who never saw a mirror I didn't like. I was making a lot of money and was totally unprepared for it. When you're young and the money is raining down, you think the storm is never going to end, so you spend like it's going out of style.

Case in point: The dumbest thing I ever bought.

I'm not talking about bad investments; I'm talking about a $3,900 jacket (plus tax). It was a Ralph Lauren Purple Label piece from a boutique in East Hampton—the kind of place where everything is lamb leather and cashmere. At the time, I thought I belonged there because I had my bonus cash sitting in a shoebox in the trunk of my Audi.

I was there with my girlfriend at the time—a girl who looked like a model but was really just a three-year disaster waiting to happen. We were both on Lemon 714s (Quaaludes). They've been illegal for decades, but when your circle works for the "Wolf of Wall Street" types, you find things.

The night started with us getting kicked out of The Palm after I spilled my fourth Shirley Temple. (I don't drink and drive, so I was sticking to the mocktails!) The real reason they tossed us, though, was because I tipped the waiter $150 and told him we were going to smoke Dutch Masters in the room after every course. Between the Quaaludes and the Valium, things were getting hazy.

After losing our hotel room, we wandered into that Polo boutique. I saw the jacket. I asked for the price, and some snotty, toned guy gave me a look like I was lost. "That right there is a one-of-a-kind jacket," he said, "and it's exceptionally expensive." He looked at his buddy and smirked.

I walked out, went to my trunk, grabbed the shoebox, and marched back in. Money was literally falling out of the box while my girl scrambled to pick it up. I walked up to that same guy and asked, "Now, how much is the jacket?"

The rest is a blur. My girlfriend filled me in the next morning. Apparently, once the staff saw the cash, they "sold me on the entire store." I walked out with my cash held together by a broccoli rubber band because the shoebox was gone. My closet was full, my ego was massive, and I felt like a king in that lamb leather.

She was gone less than a year later—leaving with a Guess suitcase full of gold necklaces, diamond earrings, and my Tag watches.

It was one of the craziest nights of my life. It ended at CPI's in the Hamptons. I was drooping, so I took about 10 hits of Ecstasy and some Ketamine over the next eight hours. I'd been awake since Thursday at The Tunnel in NYC. There is no worse feeling than walking out of a pitch-black club at 10:00 AM into the beaming morning sun.

The moral of this drug-fueled tutorial: You can do drugs, but never drink and drive. And for the love of god, stay away from the Lemons unless you are locked in your room. Otherwise, you might spend seven racks thinking you're cool, when you're really just a pretentious kid with a shoebox full of "fuck you" money.

At least I still have the jacket. And no, my friend is never getting it.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1lfHlxuKSHYJb-JS2H\_kO4ELntnjyxSzjSqTSn41lul4/edit?usp=drivesdk

Name- Niagara Falls Border Smuggling

Genre- Crime Noir

Word count- 619

New writer with no schooling. I can use any advice and critiques. The biggest thing I wanna know is if it's entertaining at all. I have 100 of these that I wanna put in order for my 10 year long adventures.

https://www.reddit.com/u/No-Firefighter4931/s/zZFaRo5Y3A