I have some good news to share. This summer I was hired as a full-time review contributor for the site, Chick Lit Plus. I’m excited. I’ve been a fan of the site for few years now and I’m grateful for the opportunity, because CLP has a huge following. Be sure to bookmark the site. In addition to book buzz and reviews, there are regular features about health, fitness, style and entertainment news. I’ll be also be writing articles for the site about new book releases and hot television shows.
It’s been good for me that this came along when it did, forcing me to get lost in fun some stories after the sad events of late spring. I was happy for the escape and have already had a few features posted:
A review of Sweet Nothings by Janis Thomas
A preview of August Chick Lit Releases.
My bio went up today, so I’m official. I’ve had other reviews posted this summer as well, in My Forsyth and on Chick Lit Central. I’m going to post those this week and hopefully a road trip wrap up. Baby steps in my attempt to get back to “normal.”
As always, thank you very much for the support!
I often joke that I’ve left my heart in the other city by the bay, San Francisco. But a part of my heart has always and will always be in Boston. I was born and spent my first decade on Cape Cod, but I also consider myself a child of Boston.
In the 1970’s, nothing much happened on the Cape, from Labor Day to Memorial Day – if you wanted entertainment, you had to go to the mother ship. We’d take a Greyhound bus into the city a couple of times a year – sometimes to see shows – or to Boston Garden to see the Bruins play, sitting in the rickety old seats and smelling that stinky odor that only old buildings with no air conditioning can produce. I saw the Ice Capades at the Garden and came within seconds of shaking Dorothy Hamill’s hand, as she greeted fans rink side. Christmas shopping in the city. I’ve commuted on the T and actually raced my friend Marcie, up and down the aisles, late at night. I have viewed the city from the top of the Prudential Building. I’ve walked the Freedom Trail. I’ve ridden on the Swan Boats. I’ve eaten in Quincy Market. I’ve felt the quake of Fenway Park, when the fans go wild. Continue reading My Other City by the Bay
The Review, as published in My Forsyth Magazine
I’m Published – Yay!
Okay so it’s only a small, free, local publication…but sill, its printed paper for public consumption and its glossy! I’m kind of feeling like the North Georgia Carrie Bradshaw. Didn’t she write a column for a local magazine? Or was it newspaper? Anyway, when I found out the magazine had supposedly hit the stands (and believe me, there was some doubt about this – but that’s another blog), I drove around to four different places till I found it and then swiped ten copies so I could mail them to family and friends, who live far away. I was so excited, I couldn’t stop smiling and fist pumping. If (when, positive thoughts to the universe) I ever get THE CALL, Lord help those around me – I will be out of control!
I first put pen to paper (or fingers to keyboard) more than ten years ago. That was when I decided that I was never going back to a corporate office and I was going to stay home with my babes and be the next Nora Roberts. I was going to be a writer, just like that. Yes, ten years ago! It took ten years to finally hit the publishing lotto in the form of a 350 word column in a magazine with a 20,000 print run. Girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. Beggars can’t be choosers. Continue reading I’m Published!