Stephanie Plum Is My Best Friend

That's not true but I love Stephanie Plum.  I've read all seventeen books even entered the title contest author Janet Evanovich has on her website. I'm a cupcake all the way.  Sometimes, I go all melty with Ranger, aahh to be a babe, but I always good back to Joe.

With One for the Money being released In January, I'm excited.  I've read the books repeatedly, laughing with the antics of Grandma Mazar, Lulu, Stephanie, Bob and Vinnie, however will the movie stand up to the books? Who knows.  Fingers crossed that it does though history is against them. But I will check it out and if I don't like it or love, I still have my books.   

RWA-NYC Golden Apple and NYC Gal's Cinderella Moment

On September 15, my local RWA chapter, RWA-NYC is hosting their annual award night. Through the award ceremony is some weeks away, I already have my dress sadly I'm searching for shoes that I'm too broke to get. So the only shopping I will be doing is the store underneath my bed. My closet is crammed with books so shoes in plastic shoe containers. Luckily,I have some heels. I'm a flats and sneakers kind of gal but I love a delicious heel. Oh I ve been tempted. Checking out Shoedazzle.com, justfabulous.com and Bloomingdales. And not one of those dang money fairies haven't dropped by my place. Meanies.

Truthfully, I do like the quest of digging out my shoes and unearthing a forgotten pair of shoes. I fall in love all over again. It's the closest I come to being Cinderella. I just need the Prince. Valiant or Charming, either will do.

So if you're in New York City or near enough to attend, please come. I would love to see you. Here's the link. Please check it out.

Savvy Authors - Mima’s Tips for Building a Series by Mima

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Female Friday

Usually Female Friday is reserved for women from history some famous, others infamous and most forgotten however this Friday will celebrate a modern woman. Drumroll please.

And the Female is

Bethenny Frankel

I'm sure everyone knows about her Skinnygirl brand, her reality shows on Bravo that include Real Housewives of New York, Bethenny is Getting Married, Bethenny Ever After.

So why did I chose her?

Because she is someone I would be friends with. Her quick snappy mouth, her nonsense attitude that still is fun and strength. I like not easily insult but a comment because I let loose the F word like people say, well, Like. We're like minded. She wants to move to LA so do I but I too have a life in New York. Besides, that I've learned things from her. Hell, I'm a skinny girl now even though I have a cake cooling on my kitchen counter.

I think we can all relate to some part of her life. Either, you struggle on where your career is heading and making it grow, dating, marrying, marriage and motherhood. Our paths might have been different, road bumps and detours in different points in our road but we all follow the same route.

During this time, we must celebrate women and ourselves. I purchased here books from the first and was thrilled when she got her own show, enough with those other "Housewives". Bethenny is someone who will tell you straight and her advice can be applied immediately. None of that washy secret-crap.

Also she has a life that I would like, career, husband, child and dog. My dog would be a Cavailer King Charles Spaniel.

Only difference it will be my life, built by me. And the greatest thing I like about Bethenny is that she shows you that you can end up there. So right now, I'll enjoy the journey and watch Bethenny, Bryn and Jason.

Wednesday Review

Anyone who has an association with books, publishing, business, authors and readers are talking about Border's shutting down. Some people swear that publishing is dying. Can't you hear the book business gasping for air? I can't.

The business is changing.

How will the business be once the storm settles? That I don't know. Sheesh, if I knew that I would be racking in the dough. The business model will change however people will still read and write. It's in our DNA. Our forefathers sat around the fire and shared tales and others drew on the cave walls. We all sit up when someone says I got a good story or when someone tells us this book is great.

So, Border's will be no more. Sure, the market collapsed and like people realized that during the good times they purchased houses they couldn't afford, dealt with foreclosure and other such things, businesses such as Border's dealt with same fiscal problems. Rough times will always reveal bad business practices. Sure the economy added to the dilemma with people keeping cash in their pockets. Added to that is the business model is changing, ereaders, self-publishing, e-publishers.

But people will always read. It's just too sad that some people will be unemployed and Border's won't be around. I'll miss the store. My favorite on 57 street and Park Avenue closed months ago and now this one.

How do you think publishing with evolve? What is the Pros and Cons about the change in the industry? Is there a store that you miss?

I'm Not Thinking There for I'm not? I Hope Not.

I sat here wondering what subject I wanted to write about or even searched for inspiration. But my mind has closed for the day. So instead of getting stressed then having Writer's block, I decided to do nothing. I'll grab my book (the one I'm reading) and lay back and do nothing. So I'm shutting down or wasting time on Twitter.

Until the next post, people. And if you can get a chance to lay back do it.

Female Friday

Rosalia de Castro

In Spain 1837, Maria Rosalia Rita de Castro, known as Rosalia de Castro, was born to a well-off family in Galicia, Spain.  Rosalia was educated and as women of her era, married, Manuel Murguia.
 As with many poets, her life was marked with tragedy and heartbreak, including the death of her young son and the stillbirth of her daughter. And with poverty in her life, she remained committment to the poor and defenseless and a believer in women's rights.   It was that belief and love that had her writing in Galician . A tongue considered a language of the poor, laborers, and illiterate. Not that it stopped her, she composing haunting poems in the dialect and became a revered Spanish poet. A poet still loved in Spain. 

Rosalia de Castro on the 500 Pesetas

Her poetry reflected her life with it's melancholy, longing tone. When I read her poems, each word skips over my skin and whips through me as the first fall winds come in.  That sensation is accomplished even in English. One doesn't read the poems, you are engulfed, twisted and turn, forced to experience each emotion of the words then released into a boneless heap forever changed by the written word.

As with many poets, her life was marked with tragedy and heartbreak, including the death of her young son and the stillbirth of her daughter. And with poverty in her life, she remained committment to the poor and defenseless and a believer in women's rights. 

And Spain remaines dedicated to her.  May 17 1863 was the date of the first publication of her book Cantares Gallegos or Galician Songs and now that day is Dia das Letras Galegas or Galician Literature Day.

I can add more about her life but I'll include a poem and let you meet her.
                                                             Negra Sombra/ Black Shadow

Cando penso que te fuches, negra sombra que me asombras, ó pé dos meus cabezales tornas facéndome mofa. Cando maxino que es ida, no mesmo sol te me amostras, i eres a estrela que brila, i eres o vento que zoa. Si cantan, es ti que cantas, si choran, es ti que choras, i es o marmurio do río i es a noite i es a aurora. En todo estás e ti es todo, pra min i en min mesma moras, nin me abandonarás nunca, sombra que sempre me asombras.

When I think that you have parted, Black shadow that overshades me, At the foot of my head pillows You return making fun of me. When I fancy that you've gone, From the very sun you taunt me And you are the star that shines And you are the wind that moans. If there's singing it's you who sings, If there's weeping it's you who weeps, And you are the river's rumour And the night—and the dawn. Everywhere you are in every thing, For and within me you live Nor will you ever leave me, Shadow that always shades me.