Early Works

For as long as I can remember I’ve had a story to tell, looking back at these earlier works remind me of such.  As a little girl my imagination blossomed with stories about people navigating through life, of how circumstances could affect their behavior. Now with a matured awareness I realize that it had more to do with me trying to maneuver throughout my own life.  I liked creating stories where people overcame contention and discovered their own successes, I recall a book that I wrote in grade school, it was about a girl who competed in a foot race when no one believed in her, they teased her and told her to quit, but I imagined that her triumph would have little to do with what anyone else thought and everything to do with her own confidence.  As I grew older, I still thought that it was impossible for us all to collectively arrive at the same epilogue, and that our individual decisions wouldn’t always be accepted by the masses, but I still liked the idea of letting the people in my stories figure out their own voice, that notion lives within me today. Below you will find a selection of my early works as a young and developing writer. Raw, filled with inspiration and sometime unedited, these pieces exemplafy the creative fire that has been burning since I was a little girl. Enjoy.

- Leah

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I Am - 1998 [Poem]

Through Mothers’s cries and Father’s smile you were born…, and you were.

As you grew up, athetic or not, strong or not, confident… or may not, you were.

Blurred by teenage years, pressured by peers, you thought “ I was”

I say…, you were.

Tempted by greed, punished and restrained you believed not to be,

I knew…, you were

With a second chance at a life enhanced, you wanted to believe…, you were.

Blessed with your health and a growing stability you said, “I can’t be…”

I always believed…, you were.

At the loss of your beloved birth Mother, you thought “How can I be?”

I said “You will be, in time you will be”

Changing times, sepearations and rebirths, you didnt see, but I saw…, you were.

With your fears some what conquered and a new out look on life once again, I see you part your lips to say it…..in your slience, I say for you…, you are.

So my dear soul, remember God’s blessing to you is that you were willed to be of him and he of you, so when asked by those who don’t know of your trials, tribulations and accomplishments… “Who? What?” You say to them what I

know…say, “I AM”

written in memory of my brother Tony Suber

It’s All About the Foreplay - 1991 [Essay]

As I was driving in my car this morning, in between carpools, before an early morning sick doctors visit and well after a sleepless night, it hit me like a ton of bricks... When it comes to sex, it's all about the foreplay.  There seems to be an epidemic of Women who supposedly, all of a sudden, have lost their desire for sex? First of all I don't believe the idea of this sudden epidemic, I just think that we are more verbal with our likes and dislikes these days. 

There have been panels of famous psychiatrists and psychologist, health guru's and healers who claim to have all the answer for us, but again, I say "It's all About the foreplay."  Let me elaborate on that, Women work, and work hard, we work in the home and outside the home, and trust me that's not to take away from our male counterparts, but when I say it's all about the foreplay I want you to understand how difficult it is to switch gears from Mom to unmitigated Sex Goddess, we need time to switch into that mode.

To make it a little clearer, those l0 or so minutes before actual intercourse that get you standing at attention aren't cuttin' it for us! The average Stay at Home Mom rises either with or before her male companion, in order to turn on the early morning news (we usually listen while we work) brush our teeth and get our child(ren) up and ready for the day.  Some of us cook breakfast, others pour it into a bowl or put it in a toaster, it's all breakfast one in the same! We throw on some clothes and help to dress the lil' ones, we fix lunches and snacks, we make sure backpacks are packed, we hand out all verbal and written reminders to our guys and see them on their way, we walk our children to the bus, or carpool them to school, which gives us the pleasure of tending to at least 3 other children for a short while. We then come back home and begin our work at home, which varies of course, but it's usually something like; cleaning up the morning mess and whatever housework you can squeeze in, dry cleaning, post office, paying bills, grocery shopping, fueling up the vehicle, Doctor's appointments, making and returning phone calls, balancing the check book, taking dinner out for that night and maybe even start cooking it. Then it's time for the children to arrive or for you to pick them up.  You get BACK home, help with homework, talk a little about the day they've had, maybe break up a fight or two, or three! Then while they play outside for a bit, you straighten up the afternoon mess.  Before you know it it's "Dinner Time!" Hubby/Significant other usually gets home around now. While you either bathe or supervise bath time, read to them or have them read to or with you, make em' pray (for themselves and your sanity) and THEN..... it's finally lights out.  You pick up (AGAIN!!!) clean up dinner mess, make your way to the shower or bath, put on your night clothes, climb into bed, drift off to be awakened by maybe a hand up your shirt or further south!!! YlKES!! Did I miss something?

Here's the deal, we haven't thought about ourselves all day, and even now, this usually isn't how we want our love making to begin, so.....again.....I say "It's All about the foreplay" And guys, by saying this, over and over again, I mean, it should start that morning, maybe get up with us and make us a cup of our favorite coffee, tea, hot chocolate or whatever, pack a backpack or two, grab a few of the errands you can maybe help out with on your way to work, i.e., post office stuff, dry cleaning, when you come home in the evening, check over some homework, or maybe set the table, hell, put the ice in the glasses, help is help damnit! have a little conversation with us, after all, for most of the day we've been talking about Pokemon, Barney, the Disney movie of the week and who hit whom on the playground, run the bath water, or supervise the bath, maybe even read the bedtime story, what it does for us is let us know ALL DAY LONG that while we are thinking of you and trying to meet your needs, you were thinking of us and trying to meet our needs too, If you really want to lay it on thick, run our bath water or set our shower, give us a little time to unwind from "Mommy" mode and become that Goddess you're waiting for! And when we get there, remind us of what great Mommy's and lovers we are, after all, at home, we don't get reviews. 

So you see, foreplay takes all day and trust me when I remind, IT'S ALL ABOUT THE FOREPLAY!

-End-

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Not Just My Life - 1983 [Stage Play]

Scene 1: Carline Ashley Michaels waits for someone to answer the phone, she has been crying all day and is very upset. 

Carline - um yes is c….Carl there, please… Did he leave a message? No you see I can't call him there he… I just can’t… would you please make sure that he calls Carline.. thank you. [Hangs up. Phone rings] Hello… oh hi Brenda, no I was just sitting here; I called Carl… yeah, he wasn’t there…. Yeh well why don’t you stop by, lunch would be good, I’ll cook. Alrighty… Bye.

-Later that Day- 

Brenda - so…what’s the deal, are you or are you not.

Carline - … I am.

Brenda - What are you going to do? 

Carline - I gotta have it, you know that.

Brenda - What about Tom?

Carline - He’ll think that it’s his. I don’t know what to tell him, It’ll kill him Brenda. 

Brenda - You don’t have to keep it, I mean look at the circumstances. Carl has a girlfriend, you have a boyfriend among many other things. It’ll ruin your life.

Carlline - I know but I’m sure that I can work things out, just give me a chance.

Brenda - You don’t have lots & lots of time.

Carline - I have to tell Tom.

Brenda - Why?! 

Carline - I can’t keep it from him if he finds out on his own it will kill him.

Brenda - Carline you…

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[continued]

Carline - (Interrupts) this is my Goddamn problem and I’ll deal with it my way.

Brenda & Carline (get quiet).

Brenda - You need me Carline, you cant go through with this alone.

Carline - (looks at her).

Brenda - Sometimes you have to be a little selfish. Babies can’t have babies. 

Carline - I’m not a baby. I can handle this.

Brenda - Sure you can but this is a time when you’ll need your family & friends Carline you can’t always do it alone.

Carline - I always did.

Brenda - This is different.

Carline - Not that much.

Brenda - This is different.

Carline - No it’s not! No its not! I don’t need you Brenda. NOT THAT DAMN MUCH!!!

Brenda …. Well, a person can only take but so much rejection before they quit. Be glad that my tolerance is high. (gets up & grabs coat) Think about what you’re doing Carline there are other lives - affected in this (kisses Carline on the cheek) call me if you need to talk or something (leaves).

-Next Day-

Carline - (drives to Brandford to see Tom) (Knocks on Door) Is Tom here?

David (Toms good friend) Hey Carline what’s up. Do that laugh really quickly for me (calls Tom), Carly’s here!!

Carline - I don’t feel like it Dave.

David - Come on… just once.

Carline - no really I…

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[continued]

David - Come on (pushes her jokingly).

Carline - (madly) I SAID NO DAVE, CUT IT OUT!

Tom - (Comes down steps and notices Carline’s anger) 

David - Tom, i’ll be upstairs man.

Tom - (Kisses Carline on the cheek) what’s up babe? Are you okay?

Carline - I just need to talk to you.

Tom - Sure, come on (They go upstairs) why did you bark at Dave like that? 

Carline - I’m in a terrible rut.

Tom - Carly, talk to me, come on.

Carline - (Hold’s Tom’s hand) Tom,… I’m pregnant.

Tom & Carline (Get silent) (Tom stands up & puts hands in pockets) 

Tom - what are you going to do.

Carline - That’s not the real issue here.

Tom - What the hell do you mean it’s not the real issue? 

Carline - It’s not.

Tom - Of course it is. Now I have to drop out of school Carly. I have to get a goddamn third rate job all because you were careless,… I’m not ready for that.

Carline - (Crying) No you don’t Tom.

Tom - Yes I do, of course I do.

Carline - (yells) Of course you don’t … you see Tom, this is my problem.

Tom - (interrupts) Yeh, mine & yours.

Carline - (interrupts) Mine & someone else’s (silence…) it’s not yours.

Tom - (grabs Carline by the arms & throws her on the bed) HOW COULD YOU DO THIS? 

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[continued]

Carline - It was a mistake.

Tom - No Carly we’re too old for these types of mistakes, you knew what you were getting into by sleeping with someone else but you chose to do it anyway. Don’t you give a shit about yourself? 

Carline - Yes.

Tom - Bullshit Carly, you’re a slut, a fucking slut.

Carline - Stop Tom, you don’t mean that. 

Tom - You know something Carly… this is your problem (pushes her out of door). Now you deal with it.

Carline - Stand there & cries for a while then leaves.

-Next Day- 

Carline - Don’t hang up Tom please!… (dials another number) Is Carl there please, have you given him my messages? There must be some way I can reach him.. please… give him the message that I called (puts the phone down) (doorbell rings and Carline jumps up & pulls the door open). 

Carl - (standing there).

Carline - Why haven’t you called me? 

Carl (Flashes roses) My girl & I have been really busy.

Carline - Doing what (Smiles).

Carl - Breaking up (they hug, Carline smiles & laughs).

Carline - Oh Carl, you make me so happy you really do.

Carl - Now you’re all mine babe (he picks her up).

Carline - You promise? 

Carl - Yup.

Carline - Scouts honor? 

Carl - (does the scouts honor; they kiss & make love)

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[continued]

-Later- 

Carline & Carl in kitchen, Carline is cooking for him

Carline - You know babe we can finally make it right, live together & stuff.

Carl - Yeh Carly, it just takes time.

Carline - Yeh but (sits on his lap) we might be able to start a little sooner than planned.

Carl - (Smiles) what? 

Carline - (smiles back) I don’t know, maybe a kid to keep us company.

Carl - (Confused) What? 

Carline - (Smiles & hugs him) Yeh babe, I’m pregnant.

Carl - (Doesn’t hug her back) What do you mean you’re pregnant? 

Carline - (Notices distress) I am, I’m positive.

Carl - Well shit don’t blame it on me. What about Tom? 

Carline - I haven’t been with Tom in months Carl, I stopped for you.

Carl - And I’m supposed to believe that?

Carline - (Looks at him sadly)

Carl - Look Carly, I don’t think you should have it, what if Annette finds out.

Carline - (yells) What if she does!? I thought that was done with.

Carl - It’s in the process.

Carline - Bullshit Carl, this is your pitstop when the going gets tough & the laying gets rough.

Carl - I care about you.

Carline - Lies!!!… and crap is all I get from you.

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[continued]

(Long silence)

Carl - (Puts on his shirt & grabs his jacket) I’m just not ready.

Carline - (Runs up to him crying & holding him) I need you to want me Carl.

Carl - I do.

Carline - And the baby too? We can make it right please, just try.

Carl - … I can’t babe… (opens the door) it won’t work. 

Carline - (Crying out loud & holding his jacket) Please baby… don’t leave me now!

Carl - I’m sorry.

Carline - (Cries as she watches him leave)

-Following week-

Carline - (Calls Branda) Could you come over for a while? 

-Later-

Brenda - (Walks in the door) How are ya feeling? 

Carline - (Cries) Oh Brenda, I don’t know what to do, I told Tom & he kicked me out, he called me a slut along with all these horrible things.

Brenda - He didn’t mean it. 

Carline - Yes, he did and Carl, he doesn’t want to event claim it, he blamed it on Tom, I’m all alone, what am I going to do? 

Brenda - Carly, you to think hard about this, about what it involves, there are many relationships involved, you could lose Tom for good, you could lose your friendship with Carl; what will your parents do, They’ll worry…

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[continued]

…about you so much, your job, your free life, all over a baby Carly? 

Carline - Yes exactly. Maybe I was stupid and careless but what’s done is done... now I have to deal with it. It’s not just my life we’re dealing with. It’s my baby’s too. I was given a chance for life, why shouldn’t my baby? If I lose everyone for this baby, then that’s that. Life goes on. 

Brenda - You have a point sweetie. I just want you to be sure. 

Carline - I am… I really am.

-10 months later- 

IN HOSPITAL

Carline - (Laying in bed, alongside her is Brenda)

Nurse - Ms. Michaels, are you ready to nurse?

Carline - Yes, I’m ready (takes the baby in her arms, she looks down and begins to cry). Oh, I love you. You’re everything to me. 

Brenda - She’s beautiful; listen sweetie I’m going to the ladies’ room (kisses Carline on the forehead and grabs her hand). 

Carline - (Sits & nurses the baby as she hears a knock at the door) Tom!? …

Tom: I thought I should come by.

Carline - Come in.

Tom - (Sits beside her)… She really looks like you. Maybe she’ll come up with the same beautiful smile & intellect as her mom.

Carline - (Smiles) How have you been.

Tom - … I’ve missed you… seeing you here, I know what a great mother you’d be. I can’t imagine you not being a great wife too.

Carline - (Looks at him).

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[continued]

Tom - Babe, I want you to marry me. I’ll love this baby, I’ll love it like my own. 

Carline - You mean it? 

Tom - (Hugs & kisses her) Hell yeh, we’ll be together forever Carline. I love you.

Nurse - (walks in) Hey smile you three (takes a picture)!. Are you the proud father?

Tom - (Smiles at Carline)… That’s me!!

-END-