Published author of the acclaimed erotica series Conversations Between Adults and his well received debut novel Walking Down the Aisle Demez F. White is a native of Houston, TX and writer for the critically acclaimed Houston Style Magazine. Combining a unique mix of intellectual stimulation and natural arousal his short stories and articles touch at the core of mental and emotional arousal. www.demezw.com was started in 2012 and quickly became a go to destination for readers all over the world. Fiction, dialogues and thoughts that mesh together to give this humble author one of the fastest growing blogs on the net. You can interact with Demez on Twitter, Instagram and Facebook by searching @authordwhite where he often touches on everything from romance to politics to dating. Demez attended Texas Southern University in Houston, TX.
Demez contributes to Houston Style Magazine as a feature writer.
I know it’s been awhile since I’ve written anything and I apologize for that. I won’t go this long without writing again. This is the holiday season and what often happens during this time of year is that we start to compare and contrast. You look on Facebook and see the woman you had a fling with three years ago in the matching pajamas sitting in front of the Christmas tree and you wonder why your relationship isn’t like that?
I’ve been at my current job for twelve years and I’ve experienced several weather events. Hurricanes, freezes, wildfires, you name it; I’ve been in it. When these type of events happen most people are preparing their home for the disaster and making sure that their family will be safe if or when trouble strikes. I, on the other hand, am always hard at work prepping to make sure an entire city is safe and stays functioning. I don’t run from storms. I face them head on. My job requires me to be on call during times inclement weather strikes so I’ve never actually been at home for a hurricane.
Hatred never went away, it was simply lurking. Waiting on someone to open the door. On Saturday night, we got a glimpse into what was hiding behind the door in Charlottesville, Virginia. On Tuesday, Donald Trump kicked the door wide open. There’s one aspect of this entire conversation that’s bothering me, it’s the premise that most Americans are against racism and these Nazi’s and KKK members are a small portion of society.
I’m a guy that loves male accessories and it’s not often you find good quality ones. After viewing the William Henry Collection, I thought, “These bracelets are nice and will accessorize well with most things.” Beyond that I had no real opinion of the brand to be completely transparent. All of that changed when what I thought would be a fifteen minute, five question interview turned into something much more. And after learning more about William Henry the brand you’ll have a new appreciation for jewelry as well.
Located 3.5 miles north of San Pedro, tucked away in the small country of Belize is a secret treasure called the Las Terrazas Resort. With its white sand beaches that go on for miles and tall palm trees swaying in the wind, it is one of the most beautiful places I have ever visited on earth and one of the most tranquil. Hard to believe it is just two and a half hours away from the states. In order to get to Las Terrazas, I had to land at the main airport in Belize City, take another plane to a small island and board a boat to get to my final destination of paradise.
No matter how long you live in a city you can never really know what all that city has to offer, even when things are in close proximately to you. I made a new discovery in my city this week that has been 35 years in the making.
What do you get when you combine an MVP candidate that seems as though he doesn’t want to be at the game, twenty thousand fans and a Spurs team that is starting guys 98% of the country can’t name? You get your hometown team getting embarrassed on national television and that MVP candidate becoming a meme instead of a superstar.
Mother’s Day will always be the signature Hallmark card holiday for one simple reason. Who doesn’t love their mother? Often times she’s the first one to calm us when we’re crying, to pick us up when we fall down. Whether we get our heart broken at 12 or 32 it’s our mother whose lap we can lay on and cry like there’s no tomorrow.
Last night, I was sitting at my desk writing and watching a split screen on my television. Half of it was on the NFL Draft and the other half was on the NBA Playoffs. The Lakers aren’t in the playoffs and the Rockets already won so the television really wasn't holding my interest. That’s until I got an alert on my phone that says, “The Houston Texans just traded up to the 12th pick.” Being a football fan you understand there’s only one reason a team gives up a 1st round draft pick, that reason is to get a quarterback.
So often when it comes to sports and journalism you have every day writers writing as though they know more than men and women that have been running teams and evaluating players their entire lives. So today I won’t pretend to be a professional sports journalist. Today, I’m just a man that wants to see my team make the necessary steps to become a Super Bowl Contender and Champion.