Memoirs Revisited: The Diary (New Book)

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Good evening everyone- readers, followers and passers-by,

 I would like to introduce everyone to my latest book that has just published. The book is already available in e-book format on Kindle, and there is a paperback version that should be available for sale here in a few days too. I am going to run a promotion on the book here in a few short days, where the Kindle e-book title will be available for FREE, but I wanted to go ahead and give everyone a heads-up about it and let everyone know that I do have a new book out there. A full description and overview of this work follows down below.

This book has actually been a long time in coming. It is not a new book in a series but is rather an entirely new book that draws upon a book that I wrote a long time ago.

I would also like to ask my readers, too, and especially if you do come across this work and pick it up for free, to please, take a minute or two and leave a review, especially if you think there is anything valuable to be had in this work, or if you just simply enjoyed it. As most authors can attest, reviews are hard to come by and probably only about 1% of those who actually read a book bother to take the time to review it- but it means everything to us authors. It lets us know that it’s all been worthwhile, that we are actually good at what we do. It means that we’ve actually reached people and that we, as authors, can make them feel what we feel- even if only for a moment.  

And, as well, if you think that you know somebody who this work might help, or if you know somebody that might just simply enjoy it, please by all means, share this work. I know, for me personally, I don’t write because I expect to make money. Rather, I write simply because that is what I do, and I hope that my writings might inspire and help others. As well, I always hope that I write in order to have something that will one day outlive me.

So, below follows a description- both a back cover and full description and overview and background of this work, and be sure to stay tuned. I will post again whenever I put this book up for promotion here in a few days. Thank you to all of my readers, and, as always, I hope that you are indeed blessed by my writings.


(Back Cover)  

Though a stand-alone work that is meant to be read by itself, this writing arose out of the ashes of the theme of the original work- my first book-, Memoirs of a Traditional Woman’s Rights Activist, whose description is reprinted here for background:

A heart torn between duty to her husband and family and her growing, all-consuming love for another man- her father-in-law- who plays cruel games with her mind and her heart, Memoirs of a Traditional Woman’s Rights Activist is the story of a young married woman’s tumultuous journey into womanhood, political activism, and love for two different men- both father and son… Innocently romantic, passionate, and compelling; Memoirs of a Traditional Woman’s Rights Activist speaks straight to the very heart of a woman.



Though drawing on this basic theme, gone from this book are any references to my life before my husband. Also gone are any references to any past political involvement or activism of any sort on my behalf. This book is concerned with none of the latter. Rather, this work is purely a love story- my own.

The story begins during the summer whenever I was only 16 years old; the summer that I met my husband. This book is a love story that traces all of the time that I spent with my husband as a teenager, to where I became pregnant, to where we married, and it traces all of the dramas with my father-in-law- the main subject of the first book- who, until his ultimate death, wreaked untold havoc upon our lives for years.

It’s a story that’s anti-feminist. It’s a story that comes from the perspective of a feminine and traditional woman. It’s a story that comes from the heart; a story that tells how a deeply feminine and traditional woman feels inside. It’s a story replete with moral and life lessons from a traditionalist perspective. It’s a story that tells how I’ve always felt depending on my husband since I was so young, how I have always felt about my role in the home, about motherhood, and about my life with my husband.

It is a story and a narrative that also speaks about sexual fulfillment and attraction, and contentment in the home, the way it is never told in the mainstream media. But in addition to being a love story, the book also dwells on important life lessons in the areas of seduction, sexuality- particularly female sexuality-, sex, marriage, and male-female relationships. There were also many facts unknown to me at the time of the writing on my first book, as well as subsequent developments in time, that ultimately change the entire story. As such, Memoirs Revisited is an entirely different story- and a story that bears little, if any, resemblance to its predecessor. 

This work is also much darker in both its mood and tone, at times being somewhat crude, explicit, vulgar, and even violent. There is also a much stronger patriarchal undercurrent, being both unabashed and unapologetic in nature, that runs throughout the work. Nothing else could ever so perfectly capture my heart and soul. My only hope is that it might forever capture yours as well…


(Personal Note from the Author)

Many years ago, in a downtrodden and desperate state of mind, I wrote my first book. Writing was all that I had to survive, but I also thought that, through my writing, that perhaps I could also do some good in the process. Then a couple of years ago, after some deliberation, I took my first book off of the market and let it languish. The man in question- my father-in-law- was dead, and I figured that any good done had already run its course. I didn’t know or ever think that I ever could or would write anything again. I just let things lie as they were.

But I had also long had it on my mind the fact that, and I knew that, copies of the book were still out there, and that people had indeed read it (I’d even had at least one woman e-mail me years ago about my book saying that she understood how I felt). All of this notwithstanding, however, I still just let the past sit there as is. But then last year in an-email from a reader, mention was made of my being sterilized.

It was just an off-comment, of course, and sort of off-subject, but, as I had never talked about the subject anywhere else publicly, I knew that the only way she could have known such a thing was if she had read my first book. That’s when I really felt it hard that many of my readers were still out there. And though I had been feeling inside some kind of stirring for a long time to write something more, some kind of ending, I suppose I have to thank the particular reader in question for being the one to finally prompt me into action; to prompt me into getting serious about actually writing a new book. (And even then, I’ve still put this story aside so many times, just letting it sit there for weeks on end.)

It’s so bizarre, given the subject matter that I have so often written about for years, that I would actually live out a story like this and actually be able to write about it. I actually had a man, a couple of months back, ask me a question about my first book, and ask me what, precisely, a woman’s love for her father-in-law could possibly have to do with traditional gender roles? Well, as it turns out, this entire twisted, strange, and sordid tale has a lot to do with the subject, and in both the most relevant, surprising, and even shocking of ways. But more than that, if I had never written that first book years ago, and if everything recorded- plus more- had never happened, I might have spent the rest of my life never knowing about so many essential facts and circumstances about the past.

As another reason for this book, there’s the issue of justice and setting the record straight. Some things that were written were not factually accurate, even though I had no way of knowing that at the time. I wrote from my own perspective and viewpoint, as that was all that I knew. But even beyond this, the story needed an ending. I just couldn’t leave it like that. There are still unknowns, of course, and probably always will be. And maybe it is also the case that sometimes there are no real answers to all of the mysteries of life. But if only because I wrote it once, I knew I had to write again.

The story begins during the summer whenever I was only 16 years old; the summer that I met my husband. Unlike the first book, there are no mentions of my life as a child nor any political involvement. Rather, this book is simply a love story that traces all of the time that I spent with my husband as a teenager, to where I became pregnant, to where we married, and it traces all of the dramas with my father-in-law- the main subject of the first book- who wreaked untold havoc upon our lives for years.

It’s a story that’s anti-feminist. It’s a story that comes from the perspective of a feminine and traditional woman. It’s a story that comes from my heart; a story that tells how a deeply feminine and traditional woman feels inside. How did I feel about my husband when I was so young? What tore us apart? What does a woman feel inside when she’s fed-up, caught up in such a traumatic situation, or when she feels wronged? I wanted my story, as well, to tell all of the moral and life lessons from a traditionalist perspective. I wanted to tell how I’ve always felt depending on my husband since I was so young. I wanted to tell my story about how I felt about my role in the home, about motherhood, and about my life with my husband.

I also wanted to talk about sexual fulfillment and attraction, and contentment in the home, the way it is never told out there in the mainstream media. Every time I hear about what women supposedly feel, all I’ve ever wanted to do is scream that that’s not me; that that’s not been my experience. But women like me aren’t heard. Many don’t even know we exist. And maybe we don’t. Maybe I’m truly the only one left. Regardless, even if I am all alone, and even if it ends up becoming the last thing that I ever do in this life, I at least wanted to write this.

And because of the stereotypes that abound, as well as the fact that I don’t know the sensibilities of those who do, or who will, read my writings, I wanted to at least put a warning out there that this book is not per se “Christian,” nor does it have anything to do with religion or religious values in any way. Readers might well be forewarned that there is a darker, more vulgar, explicit, and even, at times, violent nature to this work. It is a passionate, unabashed, and unfiltered love story of a type long lost to history. But, in the end, whatever else it might be, it is my love story.

B.A. Hunter, Fall 2023

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