A New Year's Resolution For the Road

Merry Christmas & Happy New Year To All!!!

As the year comes to its end, I would like thank everyone for their submissions, comments, and viewership over the month since Sheshena's Secret Locker launched. Without all of you, my locker wouldn't be possible because you all provide the secrets that keeps the blog going. So, during the week lapse between now and the next time I post to the locker, I encourage everyone to submit their secrets to get 2011 off to a juicy start by sending them via email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. And I'll see you back here on Monday, Jan. 3, 2011 with the first secret of the New Year.

Until then, I leave you with the last secret for Sheshena's Secret Locker for 2010.

This secret comes from someone whose secret is actually their New Year's Resolution for 2011.

This person hopes to find the words to tell her husband that she wants to go back to work. She's been an at home mother raising their three kids for the past eight years, and she's ready for a change. She just hasn't found the words to tell her husband, yet, because he's never been fond of the idea of her being a working mother. He has a very old school mentality and doesn't want his wife at work when he believes she should be at home with her kids. So, she's having a hard time forming the words to tell him that her needs exceed his wants.

And she needs a change.

She hopes that 2011 will bring her husband a new outlook on her role as his wife and herself a change of course. So, she'll be raising her glass high when the ball drops, hoping for her resolution to see the light of day.

I'm sure it will.

And I'd like to wish her the best of luck in her future endeavors outside of being an outstanding wife and mother.


See you in 2011!!!



To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.

To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.

To Each His Own

Two more days til Christmas and a little more than a week left in the year.

As the year draws to its end, I want to take a moment to thank everyone for their secrets and views that got Sheshena's Secret Locker off to a great start. And in 2011, there will be plenty more secrets for the locker that I will be sharing with all of you. But until then, the locker will be locked shut from Christmas until the first week of the New Year in celebration of the Holidays. So, before I get to today's secret, let me wish you all a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!!

Today's secret is nice and brief, but comes from someone that thought it would be nice to share with a web full of strangers.

It's an admission of guilt.

It's not something that the source believes is out of the ordinary or something that plenty of other men haven't admitted before, let alone caught in the act, but this man would like to put it on the record that he often finds himself staring at women's breast.

He says it's not intentional or meant to be disrespectful.

His eyes are just drawn to breasts.

And he's not ashamed of it.

So, if you catch him staring, don't be surprised to catch him again. Because that's just what he does and he's proud of it.

To each his own...

To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.

To learn more about Sheshena Pledgerhttp://www.sheshenapledger.net/.

Secret Santa's Secret Delima

Happy Hump Day!!!

Midway through the week, and another day closer to Christmas and the New Year. I can't believe that the year's nearing its end already. 2010 seemed to fly by for me, and I've heard plenty of others say the same. But as 2010 draws to its end and 2011 draws near, I encourage you all to celebrate safely over the next week and a half, but not be a bore because I'll be waiting to hear about all the juicy details so I can put them in my locker. So, Seasons Greetings and Secrets Seeking, Happy Holidays to All.

Now for today's secret.

Today's secret comes from a Secret Santa who has to get a gift for a coworker that she can't stand. The Secret Santa was so upset when she found out who her gift recipient was that she almost submitted to her urge to not get a gift at all. But she didn't want her personal feelings to overshadow the spirit of the holidays and the program, so she wants to do the right thing and get her coworker a gift, but she needs suggestions.

Her coworker is a woman nearing her golden years, who complains about everything according to the Secret Santa. The Secret Santa needs help picking a gift for someone who hates everything and is open to all suggestions.

I'd suggest a gift card.

A gift card is always a safe bet. That way, the coworker can get what she really wants on her own and put the Secret Santa's gift towards something she likes.

Any other suggestions?



To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.

To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.

So You Want to Write a Novel

I know that this is a bit unorthodox, but today's post is something that I had to post because I died when I saw it!!! Not only does it reflect my sentiments about of how the publishing industry is overcrowded with material that'll never see the light of day, but it's also a great portrayal of the current state of the literary/publishing industry. And I had to share it with all of you.

Enjoy:








To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.

To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.

Voices From My Childhood

Sheshena's Secret Locker is back!!!

First, let me apologize to everyone for my week absence in posting secrets to the locker. It was not my intention to go a week without unveiling a new secret on the blog and I apologize for the lapse between now and my last post. And further, I assure you that it was a first and last, and any future gaps between posts will be announced beforehand. And once again, I apologize.

Now, to today's secret.

Today's secret was submitted to me from a visitor whose story was so compelling that I wanted to post it as it was submitted to me because it speaks for itself, as I'm sure that everyone else will agree. And I'm also sure that everyone else will be as moved as I was after reading it.

So, without further ado, here goes:


My secret is a little unusual. Or at least to me it is. It's not the typical secret that someone would confess. It's not the typical secret that someone would want to let anyone else know about.

Yet, here I am making this confession.

I guess...it's just something I need to get out. Something I need to relieve myself of, if nothing else. And I hope to feel a bit more relieved after exposing it. But I don't expect to. Nevertheless, here's my secret confession:

I'm afraid of loud noises.

I know how silly that may sound. Noise is a part of everyday life. It's something few people go without. But for me, it scares me. Not all loud noise. Really, it's very particular for me. I'm only frightened by raised voices or anything else to that affect. Anything else I can endure. But when I hear people arguing or screaming or anything of that nature, it scares me because it reminds me of when I was younger. When my parents used to argue. It reminds me of all the times I had to sleep with my pillow over my head to drown out the noise. It reminds me of the screaming and yelling that my parents did three nights out of the week when they thought that I was sleeping and couldn't hear them. And worst of all, it reminds me of the last argument I heard my parents have.

Even now as I write about it, it's too much for me.

I guess that I'm still not ready to talk about it in full.

But...this was a good start.

To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.

To learn more about Sheshena Pledgerhttp://www.sheshenapledger.net/.

The Big O!!!

After a couple of days break from checking out my secret locker, I'm happy to return to you with a secret to set this week off to a good start, because it's a secret that comes from within.

Today's secret for Sheshena's Secret Locker was inspired by a previous post: My First Time.

However, although today's secret isn't about this source's first time, reading that entry made this person want to share something about herself that nobody else knows.

Today's secret comes from a woman...who has never experienced the Big O!

She's not a virgin.

As a matter of fact, she's had a few years experience in the bedroom, but feels that the work she's put in has yet to yield the reward she feels she's due.

She's heard stories about how it's supposed to feel when a woman reaches her peak, but has not been able to tell one of her own. She doesn't understand why her experience hasn't been as pleasurable as other women. She wants to be able to experience what she's heard about and has yearned to make her dream a reality.

She just doesn't know how.

And she's open to any advice anyone has to offer to give her guidance on her pursuit of the Big O.

So, here's mine: pick up a book. And my guess is, she'll see that she's not the only one. And this problem is actually not that uncommon.

I"m always a fan of reading, no matter what the topic or reason. So, a book is always a good place to start.

One book she may be interested in is The Big O by Lou Paget.

And beyond that...well, I'll leave that for anyone else who has a tip or two to offer.

Feel free.



To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.

To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.

Double Life Meets Reality

Happy Friday!!!

I hope everyone had a wonderful week and is geared up for the weekend. And if not, hopefully you will be after reading's today's secret. And I'm happy to say this secret comes from a female!!! (Thanks for making the women proud).

Today's secret is exactly the kind of secret I was hoping for to jump start the weekend.

It's a secret double life.

Imagine being a teacher by week...and a dominatrix when the week ends. Teaching second graders during official hours and whipping adults into shape after hours.

That's the double life today's source lived. And it was exactly the life she wanted to live until her real life came face to face with her secret life.

This teacher had been enjoying S&M for the past three years and looking forward to the next three until her secret life crossed paths with reality.

One day while at a parent teacher conference for her class, one of her student's parents walked behind her and whispered the last thing she wanted to hear: her domme name!

The teacher was shocked still. She almost thought she was hallucinating, but realized it was her reality when she saw the face that matched the voice.

The teacher was speechless. There stood one of her submissives...with his wife and son! And his son was one of her students!!! So, needless to say, the teacher was at a complete loss for words and could barely keep a straight face with her student and his parents.

His father kept looking at her suggestively and it made her feel beyond uncomfortable. All she could think about was running out of her classroom and away from his gaze, but she couldn't. She had to pretend like nothing was wrong and she'd never seen the boy's father before. But she rushed them out of her classroom as soon as possible.

And then went home to take a hot shower, hoping she could wash away the memory of her submissive in her classroom. And in her bedroom.

But it didn't matter.

The damage had already been done. Every time she looked at that student from that day onward, she was reminded of his father.

She hasn't been interested in S&M since.

And she hasn't spoken to that student since he moved onto the third grade.




Next post will be on Monday Dec. 13, 2010.

See you, then!!!


To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.

To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.

The Day I Gave Up Italian Sausage

Before I get to today's secret, let me warn you...it'll ruin your appetite. So, if you're eating or have thoughts of food on your mind, you may want to come back to this secret after your belly's stuffed and your appetite has diminished.

And to all others, the warning above should put you on alert that what you're about to read...may make your stomach turn.

Today's secret is one that I'm glad was sent to me with the story already attached, because this secret is an admission that I have no words for.

So, without further ado, here goes:

A guy was home alone one morning, enjoying his peace and quiet. Enjoying not having to deal with his wife's laundry list of chores and complaints. Enjoying not having to censor himself around his two boys. Enjoying not having to do anymore or any less than he felt like doing. Just enjoying his own space for the first time in longer than he'd care to say.

He hadn't taken it upon himself to make breakfast or start his morning with a cup of coffee. He was still a little full from the snack he had last night after dinner. A special dish he prepared for himself after the kids were in bed and his wife was out of his ear.

He had a craving for Italian sausage, so he sauteed a spicy link on the stove and ate it with some of the leftover lasagna that his wife had made for dinner. And went to bed happy, on a full stomach.

So, the morning after his late night snack, when the guy was finally home alone to enjoy some time to himself and stretched out in his bed enjoying some ESPN highlights, he was suddenly reminded of the spicy Italian sausage that he decided to compliment his wife's lasagna.

He tilts to his side, preparing to let a mean one rip, and then let's it out.

But what came out was a hell of a lot more than gas.

It was a wet one.

He shitted himself!

And he hasn't eaten spicy sausage since.

To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.

To learn more about Sheshena Pledgerhttp://www.sheshenapledger.net/.

My First Time

Before I get to today's secret, let me say...it made my jaw drop! Not only because of the secret itself, but also by the fact that it comes from another guy brave enough to put his secret out there for the world to read.

I have to say, I'm real impressed with the guys for their bravado. And to my ladies...we have to step it up!!!

Okay...now to the secret.

Today's secret takes us all back to the moment nobody, boy or girl, man or woman, ever forgets: Your First Time.

That's right, today's story is about a young boy that lost his virginity at an early age. And as the result of nothing other than peer pressure.

Let me set up the backdrop:

Imagine the year before you're officially a teenager. Your last year as a preteen. A boy's last year before officially declaring himself a man. And not just any young twelve year old boy, but one that ran with an older crowd. A crowd that had a few years ahead of him in life and experience, but had no problem pushing him along the way. Just as they did the day he lost his virginity.

This twelve year old was presented with the wet dream of his young life: twins. Not both, but one of the two. And not only was she a twin...she was older than him. Fifteen to his twelve!!! So, how could he pass up the opportunity? And even if he wanted to, his friends wouldn't let him. They were there to encourage him along the way.

So, the next thing this twelve year old boy knows, he finds himself down the ramp leading to the janitor's room of a building, getting it on with the twin. But this wasn't just any building.

It was his grandmother's building!!!

And his victory of losing his virginity before his thirteenth birthday to a twin that was three years older than him was short lived.

His mother found out about it!!!

And the twelve year old boy...showed his age.

He did what any twelve year old boy would do...cried.

But to his surprise, he found someone else in his family coming to his defense: His Aunt. She said that he had to lose it at some point anyways!

It simply doesn't get better than that!!!

To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.

To learn more about Sheshena Pledgerhttp://www.sheshenapledger.net/.

Secret Change of Mind

Today's secret comes from a heavy heart. The source hasn't had to keep this secret for long, but the weight of it alone is enough to make him feel like he's been carrying it on his conscious for years.

This secret isn't black and white nor cut and dry. There's a sticky gray area that this disclosure lays on, which makes it just as sticky and gray for the one who has kept it in up until now.

This secret comes from a future grad who's changed his projected path for his future. Up until his senior year, he'd planned on going to NYU to pursue his bachelor's in Accounting. But while attending a career fair over the summer leading up to his senior year, a career in marketing caught his ear.

Before he attended that fair, he always thought of marketing as telemarketers calling number after number, trying to meet their quota. But after going to that career fair, he got a new outlook on what a career in marketing could offer. Enough so for him to consider it as his next move after graduation.

Problem is, the future grad can't find the words to let his parents know that he maybe changing his concentration to a field that they're not too fond of. As a matter of fact, his parents have joked in the past that they'd never send their kid to school for a degree in marketing.

There lays the future grad's dilemma.

He's having a hard time explaining to his parents that marketing is a profession that he would like to explore. He's afraid that his confession will lead to him having to fund his education on his own just so he can pursue the his degree he wants.

Marketing.

But if he wants it enough...he will.

But before it leads to that, he has to figure out how to tell his parents about his change of plans. And hope that they were only joking about never fronting an education in marketing for one of their kids.

I  hope they were, too.




To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.

To learn more about Sheshena Pledger, please visit her official website http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.

Secret Confession

Today's secret comes from someone who's trying to find the words to make a confession to the one he loves without losing her. But his secret is significant enough to send any female packing without turning back. It's the type of secret that changes lives and ends relationships, which the source is fearful will happen to his relationship if his secret gets out. And...I can understand why.

The bearer of this secret probably did the only thing that's worse than cheating: He got another woman pregnant. And it's not just any other woman. It's a woman that his girlfriend knows of and has been suspecting him of messing around with for months. But he always denied his girlfriend's accusations and maintained his position that he was innocent. And that it was all in her mind.

But it wasn't.

His girlfriend's intuition held true, but she believed him over herself. She believed him over what she felt inside. And now...he has to tell her that she should have listened to herself. That she was right. He was cheating on her. But even worse than that, now he has to tell her that he also got another woman pregnant.

How does he tell his girlfriend that...without losing her?

What woman in her right mind would stay with a man after finding out that another woman is carrying his child?

Actually...and sadly...I can think of a few.

So, maybe this guy actually has a chance after all, and he'll be able to unload his secret and keep his girlfriend.

Or maybe not.

To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.

To learn more about Sheshena Pledger, please visit her official website http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.

The Dysfunctional Crush

Today's secret comes from a beautiful mind and a heavy conscience, as exhibited by the secret the source submitted. This secret was sent in as a story about a secret crush gone array, and yes, folks, the story is true.

I hope you enjoy. (I know I did!!!):

I grew up in what felt like a loving home to those looking in. But what occurred behind closed doors, obviously stayed there (if you no not what I speak of). Plain and simple, my family is way more dysfunctional than you can imagine. (Sigh.) Basically, my mother wasn't treated as a woman should be treated. Hence, my addiction.

I am addicted to making girls feel emotions they need too. Being that gentleman to females who come across my path, making them feel like they could bare all and trust me. I kept a smile on there faces like a man is supposed to. And I was only 17.

I'm addicted to giving girls in need of attention all the love and affection that my mom was missing. It centered me and felt more and more like a duty. But if you notice, I always say girls, females, and women. This is because all of them went through this phase. They called me Mr. Right, enjoyed me to the fullest extent, and ran when they felt like someone in the world loved them...me.

Because of my runaways, I began to believe that females are liars. I thought they all dreamt of and wanted something they really couldn't handle: The perfect guy who could please their every need and would do anything for them at the drop of a hat.

Ugh...

But, that's not my secret. In all this madness of playing Dr. Phil, there was one. One girl who was equally as perfect as me. Only problem was I still had that mental block. But I knew she was perfect in every way. She had a glow to her for no reason. A smile that could light up anyone while they were in their darkest mind state. A walk that felt more like a fearless forward march into whatever was to come than a simple strut.

I think you understand.

With this girl, there was nothing to fix. She never had drama in her life. She hung with the right crowd of people. She had loving parents. She was smart and gifted. What was there to fix? She didn't need me.

Since I couldn't find a problem, she ended up being nothing more than a crush. A person needing no assistance in life. She was just right, so I left her alone. I left her alone, while at the same time putting her on my trophy cabinet because I knew she was perfect thanks to me, in a sense. Since I left her alone, she remained perfect in my eyes.

...But, of coarse this story has it's weird ending twist.

At graduation, my miss perfect came in her white dress and heels with the same walk and smile I'd come to admire her for, but there was something different this time: A bulge in her stomach area.

Now, this made no sense to me because she was single all throughout high school. She wasn't social enough to be with a group of people who would lead her down that path. And I had gym with her, so I saw that she stayed in shape. So, I thought to myself, in a way, I'm doing it again right now. What if I would've talked to her and looked deeper into what she may have been hiding? What if I would've not thrown her on my trophy shelf as early in the game as I did? What if we were made for each other and she too had a dysfunctional family?

What if...

Next post will be on Monday, Dec. 6, 2010.

See you, then!!!

To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.

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A Selfless Secret

A secret kept from others is a secret for the masses, but a secret kept for oneself is a secret to be admired.

There's nothing better than a secret kept because of one's selflessness. There's something so pure about keeping something to oneself simply as to not draw attention to the bearer. It's such an honest gesture that it's often lost on the masses because of the lack of punch in its delivery.

But I can appreciate someone whose secret is based solely from within.

Not something kept from others in fear of what could happen if it were to be exposed, but a secret kept solely because it was only for the bearer.

And that's the secret up for post today.

A secret need to be a role model for those that need it most: those who lack role models. Particularly, young ladies in need of guidance.

We see perfect examples of girls and women lacking guidance and someone to look up to everyday. They're sitting next to us on the train or walking by us on the street or standing next to us on line. And it's obvious that they need somebody to give them a clue. From what they say to how they say it to their silent gestures, it's clear that these girls and even women need something that they didn't get at home. So, what better than someone that wants nothing more than to give them just that? What better than an honest soul that wants nothing more than to pay forward what someone had done for them at some point in their life?

And what better secret than one that gives back?

I'm sure that the source of this secret is a role model to many, whether he/she knows it or not.

So, thank you and God bless!

And sidenote: You don't want to miss the secret up for post tomorrow!!!

See you, then.



To submit your secret for posting, send it via email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net.

Sheshena's Secret's Out!!!

Alright. After a little over a week of contemplating what secret I was willing to share, I finally find myself ready to unveil my secret as I listen to "So Appalled" off of the new Kanye West album, one of the most controversial artist alive, and enjoy some liquid encouragement, aka the glass of E&J I'm sipping on.

Don't worry folks, I'm not an alcoholic. Although this blog entry is being posted first thing in the morning on Dec. 1, I'm writing it on the evening of Nov. 30, while the Boston Celtics game I've been recording on the DVR awaits me. (Let's go Rondo!!!) But after over a week of contemplating what my post would be for the secret to get my blog going, I'm hoping that I chose the right one.

To give a backdrop to my story, it's something I've been keeping in for a few years. Not from my friends or family, although I haven't told too many of them either, but this secret is one that I've been keeping from the person I talk to about all else. This secret is a secret that I have no idea why I've made a secret, but since keeping it to myself...I've kept it to myself.

It's a secret crush.

A crush that I've had for a few years, but have never told to the one I tell all else.

I guess the reason behind me not wanting to divulge a crush that's nothing more than a crush to the one that I should be able to tell above all others...is because he may think it's more than it actually is. You see, this crush happens to have an indirect connection to something that means more to me than most other things. The thing that I consider my greatest accomplish.

My first novel, Secrets Unveiled.

This crush happens to be someone I watched damn near everyday while writing my first novel, Secrets Unveiled. And my second novel, Secrets Unveiled II: The True Ms. Harris, coming out Spring 2011. And...let's just say beyond that. It's someone that I've watched for a few years now, ever since beginning my first draft of my debut novel, Secrets Unveiled, which was over three years ago. So, I guess that's part of the reason I've kept this crush a secret.

The reason I've kept him a secret is because he starred on one of my favorite shows of all time, HBO's The Wire, which I watched almost everyday while writing Secrets Unveiled. But it's a secret no more.

My secret crush is the one and only...Wood Harris, who played Avon Barksdale on HBO's The Wire, in addition to many other noteworthy charatcters (i.e. Ace on Paid In Full and Gooch on Next Day Air).

But...my secret crush has nothing to do with The Harris Family. I promise!!! That was purely coincidence  ( ; - D ). Yet, for some reason, I still felt the need to keep it a secret.

But now...the secrets out.

And I'm glad it is.

Now, that I'm off of the hot seat, it's up for grabs!

To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.

Tomorrow's post will be from one of you.

See you then!!!

Welcome to Sheshena's Secret Locker

Welcome to the official blog for author Sheshena Pledger's debut novel Secrets Unveiled. Designed after the crime thriller's theme, Sheshena's Secret Locker was created as an outlet for unveiling secrets. Visitors are welcome to submit their secrets to Sheshena via email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net and the secrets will be posted on the blog and open to comments and feedback. The secrets are either posted in the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the specifications of the submitter. All secrets are welcome, but all comments are, as well. So, please feel free to submit your secrets for posting, but be prepared for any and all comments.

The blog will kick off on Dec. 1, 2010 with the first official secret, which will come from Sheshena Pledger herself. All other secrets will be posted anonymously to protect the identities of the sources.

For more information about Sheshena Pledger, please visit her website http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.

See you Dec. 1st!!!