Rain Bow: After The Rainy Daze: Rainy Daze

By Urania Duncan

Rain Bow: After The Rainy Daze is the highly anticipated sequel to the best-selling inspirational drama, Rainy Daze. In part two, we continue to keep up with the life of Rainy and her family as she fights to be free from the turmoils of her past and learns how to love herself.
"After the rain look for the rainbow." - Love, Rainy. 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rain Bow Entertainment
• Release date: Feb 20, 2022
• ISBN: 9798201373429

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Introduction

The Covenant of the Rainbow

And God said, This is the token of the covenant which I am making between Me and you and every living creature that is with you, for all future generations; I set My rainbow in the clouds, and it shall be a sign of a covenant between Me and the earth. It shall come about when a rainbow shall be seen in the clouds, and I will remember My covenant which is between Me and you and every living creature of the flesh; and never again will the water become a flood to destroy all flesh. (Genesis 9:12-14)

To Be... Or Nah?

I’d finally finished writing Rainy Daze.  James telling me that I would never finish the book was all the motivation I needed to keep going.  I did it and it felt great. Now I could say, Nan nanny boo-boo, to all those who doubted that I would do it. Pretty good for a woman with all those kids.  Laughing my ass off. But I couldn't celebrate just yet, because I was too afraid to push the submit button and publish the book.    For one, I didn't like the book cover, but it was free. I didn’t have the money to design my own. In my mind, I was sure that no one else would like it either. Not to mention, my professor in college told me that I wrote great stories, however, the grammar wasn’t always perfect. I was afraid the grammar police would lock my ass up and throw away the key. They can be worse than the real Po-Po. I went back and forth with myself in my head for a reason why should I just forget the book ever existed. But something inside told me to keep going. I didn’t come this far just to give up now.

Writing Rainy Daze was not an easy task. Not to mention the fact that we didn’t have Wi-Fi at the time. It’s like living in the Land Before Time. The hotspot on my cell phone was the only source I had to the internet. Once the data was gone, I would go outside to see if I could borrow the neighbors.  The crazy part is, the only connection that wasn’t blocked was called Grandma's house. Who would be crazy enough to allow free access to their internet, I never knew? I never got a chance to know my grandmother. I would imagine that woman in that house was my grandmother. I was just thankful that grandma allowed me to use her internet. My guardian angel never lets me down.

I wasn't able to eat or sleep while writing the book. I’d lost forty pounds in ninety days. When looking in the mirror I saw a skeleton.  I could see my rib cage. My breast wasn’t the same full size as before and they began to sag.  They looked like gumdrops.  No more thick hips and thighs, now just drooping skin.  How could I love myself to my full potential when I didn't like what I was seeing in the mirror? I called the one person who I felt would understand what I was going through, my sister Angie. 

I finished the book, Sis.

THAT’S GREAT SIS.  I’M TELLING YOU THIS BOOK IS GONNA TAKE OFF RUNNING! MY SISTER...THE AUTHOR! she said in all caps. I didn’t feel the same excitement, so I paused to gather my thoughts.

I don't know sis? I didn't press the submit button yet.

What do you mean. Why not? You did a great job.

I'm afraid it's not good enough. What if the grammar is bad and nobody understands what I'm saying? I'm a nobody!  I don't even know where I and the kids are gonna live.  We are about to be evicted, AGAIN. Who’s gonna want to read a book from me?

"You're being selfish right now. This is not about YOU! This book is going to help somebody else. Now, I’m going to need you to go and listen to Pamela Mann’s God Will Provide. Then press the damn button and call me back when you're finished. "

As I listened to the song God Will Provide each word resonates in my heart and tears rolled down my face.  Following the song, a video came on of Pamela Mann sharing her testimony.  She shared a story of how she and her family were eating from out of a dumpster before she became a gospel singer. I knew it had to take great strength to endure such a thing. To see how far she has come, there has to be a God. If he could do it for her, He could do the same for me too. I took a deep breath, pressed submit, and said...

Whoever is supposed to get the message, will.  Then I waited.

Unfortunately for me, my book was released the same day our country was attacked by local terrorists. We all watched as protesting in Virginia became an uprising of hateful violence. A young white woman was killed that day. The black and white pictures of racist white men marching with fire and pitchforks were like a throwback from the fifties. No longer did it seem like I was in America, it was more like Amerikkka. I’ve had my share of unsolicited racism, but in all my years I have never seen such a thing on such a grand scale. This was the first year that Trump had been in office and his Make America Great Again campaign seemed to have awakened America’s hate for people of black and brown descent. It was as if it had become legal to lynch a nigger all over again. I was afraid for my kid's safety on the streets. I didn’t have time for no damn book right now.   Besides, how was I going to sell a book to a bunch of angry people? Then a voice came to me and said,

Do it with, love.

"Ha! Love people? I