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New Novel Excerpt (Unassigned dialogue in new novel, Interviews with a Half-Breed Baby Killer) Copyright Lynne M. Colombe January 2016 Warning:  Explicit Content/Mature Audiences Only From an Interview with "Biggie," from my new novel, Interviews with a Half-Breed Baby Killer ME:   Biggie, you don’t know how it is.   It sucks, I mean my parents put so much pressure on me.   Being Native, and trying to get my degree – BIGGIE:   Pressure, what pressure?   To fucking do something with your life?   Screw you, hey, coming up here to the federal penitentiary women’s camp telling me YOUR PROBLEMS?   Holy shit, were you born stupid or some shit?   I’m in here for LIFE!   This ain’t no damn Girl Scout Camp, this is some real shit!   So, take your cookie cutter bullshit problems and call Diane Sawyer okay?   Tell that bitch, because she’s the only one who cares about your “Hidden America,” bullshit.   ME: ...

The dirt beneath him felt cool; the air stifling hot. Ted was close to the rocks, and he held a towel over his face as the burning sensation intensified. He prayed hard, and at one point wanted to panic. For some reason, the thought of the Sedona Sweat Lodge tragedy came into his thinking, and he felt the ground with one hand; the other hand firmly clasped the towel to his nose and mouth. He had balled up some sage, and placed it in the towel, so he breathed in its scent and tried to keep from over thinking his physical state through the prayers he ran in isolation through his mind. The singing was going on still, and he almost felt like putting his head down on the ground near the back of the sweatlodge, lifting the flap, and taking a deep breath of cool air. He did not. “You will be okay. Nothing can hurt you here,” spiritual guidance told him. Ted prayed harder, deep in the recesses of his own mind the many issues and reasons that had brought him to sweat on this day flowed fo...

To Be Native By Lynne M. Colombe To be Native is to be a living contradiction.      To be Native is to have a living agreement with imperfection.           To be Native is to be well accomplished for being alive. Take Root.