Born the only child of a poet and painter, K’wan Foye was surrounded by creativity. For years K’wan composed novels and tried to get published only to have door after door slammed in Crown Publications”. It was his first novel released by the budding house and would eventually become the building block for what is now a multimillion dollar company.

“Gangsta” is an urban tragedy that will keep readers on the edge of their seats.After the death of a dirty Los Angeles detective, St. Louis “Lou-Loc Alexander finds himself a hunted man. Trying to stay ahead of the gas chamber, he flees to New York to try to pick up the pieces of his life. Fate throws him a curve ball when he meets Satin Angelino and falls head over heels in love. Satin is young,fine, and keeping a secret that could cost Lou-Loc his life.

This novels audience would reach out to the thugs of the streets and those who have danced with the devil. Though u think it may be made up but in somewhat of the case the author speaks out of experience than you think. Like it or not K’wan was a felon. “I traded in my briefcase and tie for a gun and pound of weed and found myself pulled back into a life that i had abandoned”.

He never planned on being a “Published Author” it actually was his mothers. “I would drink rage, and cry until i passed out then repeat the process the following night”. He scribbled and scribbled until eventually he realized it eased his pain. He graduated from scribbling on a paper bag to writing on a notebook.

His uncle Eric who had lived on the other side of town offered him to let K’wan use his computer, but the catch was he had to catch him before he left to work. So every morning no matter the weather, he’d walk across town to his uncle’s. Surrounded by empty 40-ounce bottles and hunched over the computer typing with one finger. His uncle never knew what he would never know what he’d be working on but he knew it was helping him through his tough time.

After a while K’wan had been in a deep thought of depression, he started writing without thought, and his ramblings had developed into a novel. It was gritty yet poetically tragic tale of the very war he was fighting with himself: “the Good Son vs. the Bastard Child”. “That shit is gangsta!” And so Gangsta is what it was titled. K’wan had no clue on how to get his book published. To add on to his life his mother had been admitted to the hospital.

The last time seeing her was when she was in a coma and breathing through a ventilator. The doctors said she would come out of it because her vitals showed that she was still fighting. As he walked in the door from the hospital, his phone rang. Before the doctor could say anything he had already knew what was going to be said.

His mother was gone before K’wans first novel was published and five months before her granddaughter was born. The lost of his mother only made him wanna keep grinding. He went to his friends and asked would they give money to invest in his book to become a publisher. Instead a majority ignored him or said he was a felon so he should stay out of that interest field.

Until he met a young woman named Vickie Stringer. Vickie introduced him to Shannon Holmes and took a interest because they were published in a genre that kept being told there was no market for. K’wan eventually showed Vickie a sample and she loved it. She gave him the choice of signing to a new publishing house she was working to get off the ground or shop for him and get a findings fee. So he signed with Vickie and became the first author signed to Triple Crown Publications. By the second. By the second week in January every copy of Gangsta was printed and and his career had been born.

Through the trials and tribulations K’wan had done what he went through with and accomplished.