Maxie Collier

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MISTER ILLICIT is a cybererotic thriller about the quest to identify and track down a brilliant, anonymous, technologist who has quietly spent decades data harvesting information, media, and the most personal secrets of hundreds of thousands of people around the world, from the seemingly innocent neighbor next door to leading executives, celebrities, politicians, and clergy.

Armed with this information, he has amassed a fortune from years of blackmail, tech investments, web scams and real world hustles. He has invented many amazing tools to assist him with his works and businesses. Along the way, he has accumulated many enemies, but he as also built a vast, global network of loyal agents and supporters of every age, race, and economic class. And now he is ready to implement the next phase of his masterplan.

A digital chameleon, with many online and offline identities, Mr. Illicit is pursued by P.I. BLACK, a relentless, gray hat hacker with a major grudge; KAMALA, a spurned, former lover with her own arsenal of tricks afforded by her networth and network; and AGENT MAYER, a once decorated, now disregarded FBI agent stuck in the 90s. He is paired with AGENT KARL LOS “LEET” , a sharp, tech saavy rookie agent, a skilled martial artist and investigator, determined to make a name for himself.

From DC to California to rural India and the tech alley’s of China, no one is prepared to learn the true depths Mr. Illicit’s influence and ambitions.

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1 exceptional intellectual or creative power or other natural ability.

By end of the fifth grade, it was clear to nearly all of his neighbors, teachers, and classmates that Anthony Robert Turner the third, aka A.R.T III aka T3 aka Lil’ Tony, was an ordinary young genius with the desire and ability to create many extraordinary things.

From childhood, Tony was extremely inquisitive and passionate about colors, images, shapes, words, stories, sounds and music.

When he was eight or nine months old, his dad Anthony “Big Tony” Turner Jr., played an old school rap song. As soon as Lil’ Tony heard the drums and bass go “boom-bap boom-bap boom-boom-bap”he started bouncing his head and body in perfect rhythm with the music.

By the time he was a year and a half old he was rapping along with the songs. Not just mumbling the lyrics or singing the easy parts, he recited every word clearly, with his toy microphone in one hand and the other hand waving in the air.
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I had not seen these words from my Dad’s journals, until just a few moments ago. However, as I was reading them, I felt as though he was speaking for me. I hope that they connect with other writers in a similar manner.  

This feels good. I feel like I am embarking on serious business now. Today I am off for Lincoln’s birthday. I set my mind to getting some writing done, if nothing else.

I think what I need to first do is organize my thoughts as to where I am going with this writing endeavor. I believe that I have been too scattered in my creative fantasizing and therefore I produce a slew of exciting ideas or sketches, but then fail to bring them to completion.

I must concentrate my energies and discipline myself to refine and consummate the products of my creative imagination.

Therefore, I shall now try to layout a plan as to how I am going to do this. First, I must shift from a receptive input mode [consumer ed.] to a transmittive output mode [producer ed.].

That means that I must cease reading, or at least discontinue, compulsive, undirected reading. I shall read only things which have some bearing on what I am going to write about.

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Yoi and Buddad at our old house on Yellow Rose Ct. in Columbia, 1978.

Today is our brother Mar-Yoi’s 41st birthday, as well as that of our late grandfather, James Robert “Bud Dad” Collier.

Despite limited high school education, Bud Dad was an exceptional mechanic,

tinker and arm chair inventor.

I just wanted to take a moment in this cyber platform and big-up my Grandfather, one of the most influential people in my life.

While I know of short periods of time when Buddad and Grandmom lived other places, I don’t ever recall NOT knowing Buddad as a part of my life. He was always there with a loving smile, patience, and Little Debbie treat. Driving us around town, back and forth to Tennessee.

By 1977, when Pops was struggling to finishing Med school and manage the family, Grandmom and Buddad moved up from Tennessee to help him.

Buddad and Aunt J.

I have no idea how young I was the first time I did jumping jacks, push-ups, and shadowboxing with Buddad, his morning routine for decades. But from that point forward it was a part of all of our regular routine and he was still dancing on his toes up until the late 90s. Continue reading →

During our many walks and bike rides, I share my childhood and family memories with my son.

I am a man blessed to be able to say that I was raised by an exceptionally loving and committed father. But for me, as a non-custodial parent, living hundreds of miles away from my son, it has taken much effort and special techniques to try to teach my son some of the history and traditions that were routine when I was growing up.

Over the years, I’ve so often had to battle for visitation, for the right to bring him to be with me and my family. Along the way, elders have grown old and passed on, without him ever having a chance to meet them. Yet today, I am proud that Jah-Sun is well versed in his heritage.

Pops and his tribe, the late 1980s. My dad had 8 children, 7 who where in his care for all of his life.

Until my Dad’s death in 1994, there was never more than a week that went by without a visit or a call, no matter where either of us was in the world or what our schedules and lives where like. Conversation and dialogue is one of the many good habits I learned from my Dad, that I have employed to build and maintain my relationship with my son.

From the time he was in the womb to present day, I have used my voice to sing songs, tell stories, answer his many questions and to keep us bonded, no matter where I was living. Continue reading →