Repent, words from a prison cell.


Blood of my shadow (1)

We’re subjected to circumstances and judged by the same set of rules that plague not only our freedom, but our lives. While I never wanted to be a gang member nor have ties to the street culture, that’s who I became. It’s clear to me now that I got caught-up in a maze that led to my incarceration. For the past twelve years I have been searching for a meaning to my life. Im not trying to act like I’m rehabilitated just to be free. This is a real journey that I’m on whether I’m released or not.

I grew up in a jungle without a proper role model to show me a more righteous path.  My mother lost all of her children to the system. I was moved from one place to another and for a period of time, I became part of the homeless community.

I know I’m incarcerated for wounding two people, and there’s nothing I can do to right my wrong. I’ve completed twelve years of my thirty year sentence and have lost my youthful years. During that time, I’ve become a published author through book one of a six book series — Blood of my Shadow.” Writing has saved my life, and given me an opportunity to explore who I am as a person, and my future role in society.

I ask that you pass the word around of my writings and support my first novel — Blood of my Shadow. Ill continue to share my thoughts for you to better understand my situation. Also, I ask that you pass the word of my clemency. I need your help.

The author, Jovon Scott

Support an Author, Save an inmate


Support an Author, Save an Inmate:

My name is Larry L. Franklin, editor for Jovon Scott’s recent book, “Blood of my Shadow: The Rise & Fall of the Syndicate.” I’m asking that you support Jovon who has completed 12 years of a 30-year sentence at the Hill Correctional Center in Galesburg, Illinois. I met Jovon through a friend while I was awaiting publication of my latest book, “Supermax Prison: Controlling the most dangerous criminals.” I was told that Jovon was an up-and-coming author and asked if I would check out his writing. While his work was Urban Fiction, an unfamiliar genre for me, his imagination grabbed my attention. He takes the reader on a fast-paced, exciting journey. So much so, that I’ve completed the editing of book #2 of a 6-book series — “Blood of my Shadow.”

Jovon’s writing offers the opportunity for him to become a successful author. To do so, requires his acceptance as an author in the outside community and the finances to pay his legal fees. Both needs are difficult while incarcerated in a 6 x 9 foot cell, an environment where only the strong truly survive.

It is my goal to “Support an Author, Save an Inmate.” Book sales support his writing, provides a future occupation, secures a timely release from prison, and affords hope and a means for survival. This is his hope for a better life. The book can be purchased as an E-book for $9.99 or a paperback book for $18.95. Click the button on the website to purchase his book. In addition to buying his book, you can share his story on your social media.

I thank you for your time and consideration.

Larry L. Franklin


A plea for Clemency from a prison cell.



This letter will be the first of many to establish my case for clemency, followed by copies of certificates earned through the Illinois Department of Corrections system. A petition will soon be posted allowing you to support me if you choose to do so.


I never imagined that I would spend a substantial part of my life in prison. Here I am, isolated from society and labeled a dangerous criminal. That’s how the prosecutor portrayed me.

I had been indoctrinated into the gang culture at an early age and had spent my early life on the streets. At age 18, I was involved in a gang related confrontation between myself and an opposing gang member. I felt threatened by the gang member who was much bigger than me. So much so, that I decided to shoot him in the leg, allowing me to escape. I fired two rounds from my handgun. One bullet hit him in the leg and the second bullet went through a door wounding an occupant in the house.

I live with regrets each and every day of my incarceration. Each day I see myself in the mirror and witness the passing of my youthful years. I’ll forever be judged by the one mistake I made when I was barely 18.

When I first came to prison I was uneducated and full of anger. Looking back, I can see that I didn’t even know why I was so consumed with rage. Was it because my mother had lost all of my siblings to the system or was it because I had a missing father or was it because I had been programmed to be another dysfunctional youth on the streets of Chicago? My childhood consisted of moving from one house to another, enrolled in too many grammar-schools to count, and/or time spent as a homeless kid on the streets.

Years of confinement gave me the opportunity to think about my situation and how I made so many bad decisions. I soon discovered that it was an internal issue that needed to be address. While it might sound strange, I’m better off now than I’ve ever been. I’ve become self-educated, committed to self-reflection, and aware of what I want out of life.

The state of Illinois has denied me a chance to recuse what’s left of my youth. Since my crime did not cause the death of any individual and I did not receive a 40 plus year sentence, I am ineligible for the “young adult and juvenile sentencing violation.” There was a recent supreme court ruling that allowed anyone convicted of murder to be eligible for release if they were a juvenile or young adult at the time of their crime. Since I was 18 at the time of the crime, you would likely assume that I would qualify for the release program. I’m not being considered because I did not kill any one and my 30 year sentence is less than the 40 plus year requirement.

Since I’ve been in prison, I’ve completed multiple mental health programs, various educational classes, and have written “Blood of my Shadow,” book 1 of a 6 book series. The book has been published by History Publishing Company out of New York. While I can prove my rehabilitation, I don’t have access to the courts to demonstrate my recovery. Now I’m forced to find relief through clemency.

I’m asking that you support me in my journey for clemency by signing my petition, make a cash contribution and/or purchase a copy of my recent book, “Blood of my Shadow.” The money will support my plea for clemency.

“Blood of my Shadow” can be purchased online at Amazon books, any retail store, or directly from my editor, Larry L. Franklin, at a cost of $20.

Jovon Scott #M09478
P.O. Box 1700
Galesburg, Illinois 61402

Larry L. Franklin
P.O. Box 21
Makanda, Il 62958



A Unique Review

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Blood of My Shadow is a book that covered all the shenanigans that takes place in the underworld where drugs are freely ferreted across borders by cartels. Granted that lots of books have been written in the past that gave insight about the drug world, however the author, Jovon Scot told the story in a unique and indebt way. The reason is not farfetched considering that he was an active player in most of the activities and was able to have firsthand information as well as observed everything from close quarters.

Another good attribute of Blood of My Shadow that helped in making it more “real” and pulsating is the way Jovon Scot begins the chapters with time, date and venue in dateline sort of. Once again, in helping to project the worldview of the characters in the book, the author would bring everyday life theories in explaining the motive or why the characters chose to act the way they did.

In terms of overall character development, the actors in Blood of My Shadow does not really ‘jump in your face’ so to speak. That is one area the author should have done better. The characters ought to have been more dramatic with salient unique attributes that would easily set them apart. This is not to say that they are all bland, not even in the least. However, the point is that they should have been more developed.

Another important aspect of written works whether fiction or nonfiction is the plot. It is the storyline that will determine whether a story will be thrilling or otherwise and that’s another major area Jovon Scot was able to score a bull’s eye. The book has a rich plot that seamlessly flowed from the beginning to the very end.

Another factor that helps in transforming literary works into becoming evergreen classics is the ability to make readers to identify with it, and Blood of My Shadow did well in that area. Readers that know how the underworld of drug racketeering works will easily agree with the events that took place in the book as factual while others who had no prior knowledge will be able to gain an insight beyond what is peddled in the mainstream media.

On a general perspective, Blood of My Shadow is amazing and such well detailed book can only be written by someone who was once actively involved as an insider.

Somethings Just Aren’t Easy

By: Jovon Scott

Who is the woman behind the image on the book? Her name is Tianna Cooks and we’ve know each other since our adolescence. From on and off relationships growing up – to a complete absence. Some people you meet in will forever have an affect on your life – both positive and negative. So to answer your questions – Tianna is the push I needed to become – in part, who I am today. She challenged me, encouraged me and made me honest with myself. Somethings just aren’t easy and I see that now. Writing to me is like opening doors – but, when you open one door, you’ll also shut others. I’m choosing to be transparent and allow my readers to know the man behind the words. Tianna had told me once – not to put expectations on people and I understand that now. I see it more clearly. In the world of writing, you can create these worlds, conditions and enforce expectations on the characters. you can hide from reality and live in a place where you feel comfortable. I often find myself using people that I actually know, putting them in my stories. It’s a way I keep my characters alive – I see them better that way. Thank you for visiting my site and taking interest in who I am. Keep the questions coming!

A Reflection of Rebellion – Rebellious at Birth

By: Jovon Scott

Rebellion – resistance to any form of authority given to or engaged in rebellion. To be defiant or promote any cause of mutiny…

Raged, I was troubled and filled with a raged complex. My adolescence was had been constructed with the building blocks of anger, perplexity and rebellion. I understood nothing, but rebellion and that was the principle, that I lived by. It was the only language, that I felt was my ordinance and way of conversing. Rules is what creates order out of chaos and I was in no favor of being bound to any form of compliance. I felt that it was against my nature to be governed by any form of rule or law, that wasn’t facilitated by my own desire. I was steadfast in the mind frame of being my own principle and that was to be bound to nothing of compassionate structure. I was of that “fuck you” state of mind. I would often find myself at odds, when it came to the rational aspects of conjuring a decency of thought-in terms of the way I viewed others. I forced myself into a shell and I kept my mind trapped in the loops of the radical functions of the world I created within the corners of my thoughts. I was controlled by the environment that raised me. I became the things that I witnessed as a child. Raged by a rebellion that had existed for decades before my conception. The very world that I had been raised in was the cause of me being defiant and disconnected from he edited reality, that had been altered to control. To control the minds of those trapped within the corners of it’s pandemonium and carnage. I don’t believe that these things were all by chance or just a coincidence. It was an experience to be put on notice and shown to the world, that people or urban society had no place among the civilized, but they omitted the fact, that these conditions had been created by them. I watched my mother get the shit beat out of her all through my childhood and it never made sense to me, as to why she allowed her self to be treated as if she didn’t deserve better. She trapped herself in such a toxic situation, that it became the norm. Her desires had been blood, abuse, drugs, and ice to help with the swelling. So, growing up – watching these things as a kid made me irrational in terms of being isolated from perception. I wanted nothing to do with the liking of the world in which I had been raised. I was lost in the world of condemnation, under the thought of false control created by my own perception – of perception! I was in no favor of compliance nor being dictated by a rule or law. I wanted absolute freedom and the will to do as I saw fit. My moral compass had been guided into the direction of rebellion. I became transfixed within the cradle of my own mind. I had no real idea why I was so mad at the world, but I was. I had ran into so many hurdles and failed at clearing. I stopped trying to jump over them – instead, I started to just either go under them or around them. I was so angry at the world and the position I had been placed in, that it was driving me mad. My mother was addicted to crack cocaine and that was part of the reason I had no up bringing in terms of productivity. I wish I knew what was needed to help her and I wanted nothing, but for my mother to be happy. As a child you’re not equipped with the tools to deal with those kind of things. So I turned to what was displayed before me and started to act out those very learned behaviors. My father had a huge influence on my life as a child and the fact that he was seldom there was perplexing. Even more damaging in terms of the harm it had done to my psyche. It made me rebel and feel as if I wasn’t wanted. So, my behavioral history with rebellion started in my adolescence. I felt as if I was guarding my own well being by disconnecting myself from the world. I de-programmed my self from everybody, but a selected few. New that I’m older, I realize that a lot of my issues were internal. And it all starts with my father. In this very hour, what I’m sitting here typing this book, that anger still exist. There are things between the two of us that is still unresolved. His absence and the lack of teachings a father is to give a son is a void, he would never be able to correct not make up for. I’m 30 years of existing and I care not to have a relationship with him nor and understanding. As far as family – I don’t relate to such terms and the only family that I have would be my siblings, a aunt and a few that isn’t biological related. And I like it as it is. I;m in no need of a bunch of people being in my personal circle. Life can be anomaly, a puzzle filled with many pieces. Some pieces would fit and others wouldn’t. Prison has a way of opening your eyes to things that can be both heart breaking and necessary. It shows you who have genuine love for you and who just love you for moment that you’re there. Prison also taught me how to identify my issues and deal with them – effectively and not in the manner of being destructive. Hate is a powerful thing and it’ll drive you towards things, that you may not want to indulge in, but it’s apart of the rage fueled by hate. So, I try not to hate nor hold on to the things that entices it. Although, I have such a troubling past, I refuse to let that be the way my story ends. Now I’m in control and not being controlled by the elements of my surroundings. I’m rebelling against that forced nature I created within myself and living according to a more divine principle. My name is Jovon and this is my story…

Message from the Author #4

By: Author Jovon Scott

I’ve received letters from readers about the quotes articulated in “Blood of my Shadows. Before I explain, I want to say that passion and desire in words are best described through philosophy. You can let your walls down and be vulnerable. You can allow your most hidden secrets to be known through the art of philosophy.


“When a soul is consumed by grief and troubled with despair and there’s no solace, perhaps the only act of compassion is death.”

For me this was a quote that resonated with a relationship he had. Some people you meet in life can have such an impact on your life that you feel as if you can’t live without them. Their absence becomes a void in your life that could never be filled. So you feel as if death is the only way out.


“Prison does nothing for a man, but teach him how to deal with solitude or be consumed by it. The incarceration is the cave that affects your mind, in which your mental state becomes sucked into self-entangled bondage. Your mind is the prison where the warden’s thoughts become your thoughts, and your actions are compelled by gang-like tendencies.”

This is one of my favorite pieces. It’s basically saying freedom doesn’t mean a physical attachment to the free world outside of prison. You can be in a mental bondage with a life sentence. You’re only as free as the thoughts created by your mental landscape. If you’re confined only to selected thoughts of narrow minded things, you not freed from the congestion in the mind. You’re in a mental prison guarded by wardens of worry, pain, misery and grief.


“When you feel pain it means that you’re capable of feeling discomfort. But the moment the pain stops, is the moment you find nothing.”

This means it’s okay to break down sometimes and be human. Being strong isn’t an obligation and if other’s speak to the contrary, they’re either lying or haven’t reached that point, yet.