Returned from Paris ... A two-week journey that yielded amazing literary/research results; more so than I could have ever hoped for. Armed with hours of recorded interviews, hundreds of never-before-seen photographs of Afif, and an experience of a lifetime. I am poised to write the authorized biography of French actor, Afif Benbadra.
I will appear on my Life Coach, James Arthur Ray's Facebook Livecast, Wednesday, May 29th, Noon PST. Please join me @ https://www.facebook.com/officialjamesarthurray. Cheers!
After Afif reviewed my detailed book proposal, book layout, project outline and scheduled agenda, he graciously agreed to have me write his authorized biography. This undertaking is such an honor and a huge opportunity for both of us. Afif is a charismatic actor, talented horseman, gifted singer and passionate advocate for social, animal and environmental issues. He has been featured in such films as 10,000 B.C, Sherlock Holmes and Taken plus many French films. I will not blog about this project, but I will post updates... Stay tuned!
Director, Guy Ritchie guides us through this 2011 thrilling crime, star studded film. Starring Afif Ben Badra as Tamas, Robert Downey, Jr., and Jude Law.
Famed film legend, Omar Sharif narrates this 2008 thrilling epic fantasy starring Afif as the intense warlord.
An editor, friend and successful author from Boulder, Colorado and I discussed how difficult it is to pigeonhole our stories into a single genre. My 1st novel transcends the boundaries of Romance, Tragedy, Personal Narrative, Drama, Murder Mystery and Sci-Fi. Perhaps it best fits the genre of Paranormal Romance. Your thoughts?
1955, Warner Brothers Studios, Lot #29, Burbank, California. Joc Butler the lead actor in the television Western, Durango Trail, discovers a young lady, unconscious behind his Jaguar. From that moment, Joc and Claire are thrust into a journey of love, loss, discovery, and deception. Together they share experiences from ritzy movie premiers in New York City to uncovering a mystical murder in the 1800's at the Rancho Del Caravanserai in Arizona. Destiny will lead them from 1955 to her disappearance in 1975, and their son reuniting them in 2015.
Currently, Vol. I of III is complete. As of Jan. 2019, I am over half-way through Vol. II. Edit, edit, edit, and hopefully publishing after the first of the year 2020. Coinciding this writing project with my authorized biography of Afif Ben Badra. Projected completion date for biography manuscript, Feb. 2020.
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Greater Atlanta Area
Wind gusts up to seventy mph blew in, out and around the two-stall run-in barn in Fort Collins, Colorado. The dreaded freezing sleet tore through the icy air like shards of glass on that frigid April day, 2018. Dr. Bass from Colorado State University Veterinary Teaching Hospital asked me to move from where I had been sitting for hours in the fresh chips of hewn cedar. “You are going to want to hold her head from behind, as the death of equines can be unpredictable,” he warned. My heart was balled up into the tightest knot of panic, pain, and anger. “How could my precious, five-year-old donkey, Blossom deteriorate from a healthy, happy, loving, precious soul to a ghostly shadow?” I asked myself, holding her, kissing her eyelids, and praying with all my soul to spare my gentle creature, mother to Baby Bogart, and brave survivor of horse slaughter!
My tears froze seconds after they landed on Blossom’s face, all the while, Bogart her baby was braying (crying,) pacing back and forth. He looked to me for answers with his huge chocolate eyes and long eyelashes, glistening with tiny snowflakes; I had none to give. The minutes and seconds leading up to her final breath left me feeling helpless and desperate to hang on. My mind drifted back to the beautiful summer of 2016, the day Blossom’s long eighteen-hour trip across five states ended. Terrified, skinny, and abused, the pale gray donkey stepped for the first time onto a lush pasture of Timothy Hay, a light cool breeze and a large pale of fresh water waiting for her. Looking into the depths of Blossom’s dark eyes, I understood how grateful she was; it was love at first sight for me. If it hadn’t been for the amazing network of equine rescue friends helping me, Blossom would have been loaded on a stifling, suffocating truck, bound for slaughter in Mexico.
Baby Bogart was born soon after her arrival in Colorado. The maternal bond between Blossom and Baby Bogart was immediate, and a gift from God. Bogart had the longest, nimbly legs with long ears that were out of proportion to his soft little body, huge, dark eyes, and bangs above his brow. He almost looked like a caricature of Salvador Dali. I marveled at the loving connection my two donkeys shared, and I felt so blessed that they were now, here, no longer in harm's way. I wanted the story of Blossom’s plight to be shared, felt and understood by others. Thus my mission to save the helpless and discarded equines began. Blossom endured so much terror, pain, and fear at the hands of those meant to profit from her flesh, but, here she was free, happy and loved; I couldn’t lose her now! Surrounded by vet students, Dr. Bass loaded his syringe with the deadly cocktail that would transcend Blossom from the agonizing pain of liver-failure to freedom. Once again, she would be free from agony and sorrow.
The storm raging outside of Blossom’s stall was getting worse, and my other horses whinnied, ran and bucked; sensing the impending death of their friend. Dr. Bass was very thorough in his explaining of the process. All I could do was hold on, and be the voice of comfort, love, and strength. I can’t remember a time that I cried so hard! Within seconds, Blossom lifted her head, threw it back, opened her mouth wide, and stiffened her limbs; it was over. I could still see my reflection in her eyes as I held her tight and cried, “I love you, I love you, please forgive me.” Dr. Bass pronounced her death, then quietly, and respectfully the veterinary team left me with my beloved Blossom and her baby, who couldn’t understand why she didn’t move. Though he tried to nuzzle and gently strike his hoof on her to make her move, his loving gestures were in vain.
“Had all that I tried to accomplish been just as vain?” I asked myself. Losing Blossom was devastating and not being able to soothe or console her baby was even more heartbreaking. “Bogart, sweetheart, I’m sorry! I love you!” was all I could say. I continued to cradle Blossom’s head and said my prayers of goodbye. Before I knew it, Bogart was at my side; he nudged my cheek with his velvety nose, he gazed at me with those marvelous eyes and curled up alongside Blossom and me. I decided it was time for me to leave and give Bogart the time to grieve and accept that Blossom was gone. I stepped out into the gusty storm, feeling numb and exhausted. Before leaving the corrals, I comforted the other horses, who had calmed down, and were curious about the sight of Blossom and Bogart. The wind blew the massive gate out of my hand and into the side of the fence. I turned to grab and close it, and as I did, the most remarkable event occurred. The winds died down, the raging storm stopped, and the clouds opened, casting the sun’s loving warmth down upon our property. I couldn’t believe it!
I looked back at the scene of my horses standing before the stall opening as if they were paying their respects and comforting Bogart. As I opened the door to the house, a sudden and a gentle breeze swirled around me, it took my breath away. At that very same moment, the silence of the barn was broken by the sound of Bogart braying, several times in a row. It was the most surreal experience that I had ever witnessed. For me, it was Blossom saying goodbye and blowing her baby a kiss… Blossom’s kiss for baby Bogart. Blossom’s story didn’t end that April day, but it inspired me to continue to write, speak and help others understand the horror of horse slaughter. It takes only one random act of kindness to change, help and save the life of an animal. Giving a voice to the voiceless is my commitment to Blossom, Bogart and all the unwanted equines.
Awareness about the dark horrors of Horse & Donkey Slaughter! Plight! Fight! Right for Survival.
A Colorado Native, I traveled as a teen, working in the world of High Fashion Modeling in Denver, New York City, and Milan. Later, I earned my B.S. in Design from Colorado State University.
I have been very blessed with my amazing family, whose love and support, inspires me to strive for success, every day.
From a very young age, I have dedicated myself to saving animals, standing up to injustice and always striving to touch the lives of others through random acts of kindness.
I believe that life is a gift to be experienced, treasured and shared. I am passionate about giving a voice to the voiceless and extending my gift of love, empathy, and understanding to people and animals alike.
Currently, I am a member of CIPA, Colorado Independent Publishers Association, working on my 1st novel and completing three other writing projects.
Growing up in the glorious Rocky Mountains, I was not allowed to watch TV. My parents insisted that I use my mind and imagination for entertainment. Therefore, I spent hours with my four St. Bernards on many adventures as a pioneer, Native American, outlaw and famous explorer. We traversed steep rocky slopes, sparse glacier fields and abandoned silver mines; saving the world.
As I left the safety of my childhood, the cruel realities that faced the animals all over the world sparked my desire to bring about change. Writing is one way to accomplish my goals. However, I lacked the courage of my convictions of becoming a serious author, until now.
I wrote the prologue for my 1st book, and after reading it, my family insisted that I follow my pursuits. I also have so many other literary interests that I yearn to write about: Our world, science, relationships, music, sports, art, travel and mystery. My books showcase all of these topics.
"In the multi-faceted world of Literature, how does one distinguish oneself as a valued, purposeful, dynamic and engaging narrator?"
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London R. Litcott
Fort Collins, Colorado
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