Thursday, January 29, 2015

Preditors & Editors sent out the official e-mail!

The Results of the 2014 Preditors & Editors Readers' Poll are in!

and I feel like bragging, so please forgive my lack of modesty


Non-fiction Article ~ Can We Talk?
top10nonfictionart
…an article inspired by the late Joan Rivers
Promotional Site ~ The Potpourri Parlortop10promotions…featuring book promos, interviews, profiles & more
Writers’ Workshop ~ Living, Breathing, Writingtop10writerws…an Amazon Kindle blog all about writing & being a writer
And I am especially proud to be a part of Team VHP!tan_heart_book_w_vhp_info_roundso many nominations for 
Vanilla Heart Publishing
Authors, Books & Publisher,ALL had impressive results!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Congratulations to all of the winners!

Monday, January 26, 2015

Pack Rats ~ #MondayBlogs

Is it really any wonder that most of us tend to overfill our homes with memorabilia and other items we just can't seem to throw out? And eventually when the natural time comes to consider downsizing it seems overwhelming. Oy.

Reality TV inundates us with alleged financial windfalls from otherwise innocuous attics and closets and we are left wondering why our moms made us throw out those old 12-cent DC Comics, baseball trading cards, Barbie dolls, and so much more. "Clean up your room", "Get rid of the clutter"... I once had a friend whose mom tossed a complete tea set because it looked tarnished only to find out later that it was an antique pewter tea set. Stories such as that kind of make you paranoid about what you might be throwing away.
But there comes a time when you have to figuratively bite the bullet and let go - how do you decide what to keep and what to toss? How much value do you place on a child's first-grade drawing that still adorns your kitchen wall? What do you preserve? How long do you keep that collectible that will surely being you more money than you paid for it and not necessarily a lot more?

We've reached the point in our lives where we want to clean out the clutter - the kids are married and aside from the cats, we are only responsible for ourselves. In the house where we raised our family, though, there's a whole lot of memories both in our hearts and in our closets. Nowadays as I go through drawers, closets and stored boxes I keep asking myself "if I were moving tomorrow, would I be bringing this?"

I've been going through my closet after losing a slight bit of weight (not as much as I want, but certainly enough to change the size I wear) and trying to wean out clothes to donate. Of course most of the "too big" stuff I gladly am getting rid of - a few formal outfits will probably make it to the seamstress to see if they can be altered. Then there's the stuff I USED to wear and now find I can fit into again, but the styles are so outdated... would I really want to be seen in THAT? It takes time though and a hardened heart to successfully eliminate all of the excess.

Many of my childrens' crayoned paper artwork probably won't even survive removal from the walls and for that thank goodness for my cell phone camera - I am capturing those precious images JUST IN CASE. Anything that does stand up to time will most probably be put into an inexpensive album alongside the photos of what doesn't last. Another book for a bookcase.

And omigoodness books! I will NEVER toss a book into the garbage and maybe that's where my problem begins. Currently I have two-thirds of the walls in my family room covered with overcrowded book shelves, books in my office, books in boxes, books on my nightstand, and this doesn't even begin to account for the copies of my own authored books that I have on hand for various author events (by the way, if you want to purchase any contact me for personally autographed copies!). I have a feeling that a few local libraries and hospitals will soon be getting sick of seeing me.

My daughter made a wonderful suggestion and, I won't admit it to her, but when the time comes that we do pack up our house and make a move, we will pack our boxes with the absolute necessaries and everything else will be put into boxes labeled with numbered priorities; if it doesn't fit in the truck, it does not go. 

It's brutal to think about.




Saturday, January 24, 2015

He loves her, he loves her not... ~ Weekend Writing Warriors / #8sunday / 01/25/15

Hi! Welcome to another Weekend Writing Warrior round. Every week writers post 8 sentences on their blogs from a published or unpublished book. Then we "hop" around and leave comments on each other's snippets. Whether our work is already published or in progress, the helpful comments help us become stronger writers on our next WIP. We welcome EVERYONE's comments.

See more at the
WeWriWa blog

& check out the Facebook Snippet Sunday group

I'm introducing snippets from More Than a Friend, a part of The Many Faces of Chelle Cordero, a short-story collection which exemplifies (I hope) the diversity of my writing.

More Than a Friend is a short story based on a manuscript of the same name (which has never been published) This manuscript was co-authored by my sister, Barbara Cordero Du-Bois, and me. I re-wrote it as a short story because I wanted my characters to LIVE.

Last week Mandy told Janis that she knew who Billy was and left Janis questioning Billy's motives for marrying her. What was worse was wondering if she had lost her chance to be happy with Jerry forever. This week is the last snippet from More Than a Friend, but for now ...the 8 sentences:

Would she have married Billy if she had known how Jerry felt?
The phone rang and startled her; caller ID said it was Jerry’s cell phone.
“Hello.”
“Hi, I took a chance that you’d be home early,” his voice sounded warm and rich, “Are you doing anything tomorrow?”
“Jerry,” her voice caught.
“Hey, are you okay?” he sounded concerned.
“I, I’m fine,” her voice was shaky.

“Janis, you don’t sound fine, I’ll be right over.”

Yes, it may look like Janis and Jerry are going to get together, but there are a lot more obstacles they are going to have to overcome. I hope you've enjoyed this little preview.


 For more WeWriWa snippets, go to www.wewriwa.com


More Than a Friend
Can best friends become lovers
and share a lifetime together?

 AUDIO 

PRINT 

Kindle 

 AllRomance Ebooks 

 iBooks 

 Smashwords 

The Many Faces of Chelle Cordero is a single author collection of short stories featuring Introduction, Pussycat Tails, Holiday Happiness, Not Alone, I Swear That Raccoon Just Knocked on the Door, Stormy Weather, A Mother’s Love, More Than a Friend, The Meeting, The Vacation and a special bonus section.

Well it is snowing out there tonight and
I am so glad to know that all my brood are safe
in warm homes for a change - With 3 of my 4 kids
working in EMS being out on the roads in
the most horrendous weather when everyone else
has been told to stay home is really the norm (Is it
any wonder I'm beginning to see grey strands lately?). 

Hope y'all are safely tucked away from any foul weather.

Thursday, January 22, 2015

#TBT My love affair with EMS

I write about Emergency Medical Services

I wrote two EMS-based Novels, Final Sin and Hyphema
using many of my own experiences in Emergency Medical Services
 as an EMT for nearly 30 years
Nowadays I'm retired from riding the ambulance myself but both of my
offspring are career EMS so I still have an active interest in the profession.
I also wrote a self-help guide (FREE) called Until the Ambulance Arrives

Both Final Sin & Hyphema received accolades from EMS World

I'm also a freelance journalist, in addition to writing my novels,
and I've written a lot of articles about
Emergency Medical Services for magazines and newspapers
so I just thought I would share some of my other EMS writing with you...

In 2008 I wrote an article called In The Danger Zone for EMS Responder

 In March 1896, a fire destroyed the fire company headquarters in Ridley Park just outside of Philadelphia. At that time, the $300 insurance payment was sufficient to replace equipment lost in the blaze. The building, which also housed the town hall, was valued at and insured for $2,000. Maps, plans and stationery were lost in the fire. The (read more)

I've also been a columnist with
1st Responder News since 2006 writing about NYS EMS Issues

Our 1st Responders are on the line every day 
for our safety and well-being
despite the dangers that may be lurking for them.
They are on the front lines on our home front;
when we are in crisis we call and they come
and in times of disaster 1st responders are often
crucial to the recovery of a community.
Thank you all.

Thanks for taking this little trip down memory lane with me!



Monday, January 19, 2015

What will they remember? - #MondayBlogs



So, when your eulogy is being read,
with your life’s actions to rehash…
would you be proud of the things they say
about how you spent YOUR dash?
(poem by Linda Ellis)
 

When my time comes to move on from this world I often wonder if my absence will be felt. Oh I know my immediate family will miss me – it’s fairly obvious that when you are a part of someone’s daily life your absence will be noticed and quite possibly mourned. But how will I be remembered by my neighbors, the community, people that I have had contact with for work through the years… will I be remembered for the times I volunteered in different organizations, or for the works I’ve written as a writer?

Will I be remembered at all? After I’ve been lowered into the ground will anyone even think of me; will anyone feel grateful that they ever knew me; will I have made a difference in anyone’s life? A personal fear that I have always had (sssh, I’m telling you this in confidence…) is that after I am gone, I will have just taken up space on this planet and that this world will be no better or worse for my having been here.

Like most of us I dabble now and then on social media sites and I’ve enjoyed indulging my need for nostalgia by being a part of groups like school alumni or neighborhood crowds from my childhood. I am always amazed and pleasantly surprised when I’m remembered by someone from my past that I lost touch with long ago. Somehow I must have been more than just body taking up space and I am encouraged.

Some people are encouraging the idea of “Living Eulogies”, speeches others would say about a life while the person is still around (on this earth) to hear. Sometimes referred to as “The Dash” these speeches talk about the things that dash represents, everything that went on between the birth date and the date of death. What contributions did the subject make to the world around him? How did she impact the lives of the people she knew. A Living Eulogy can be a tribute for an elderly family member, a way of showing appreciation at a milestone event, or even for some who wants a preview of what will be said eventually.

Would I want to hear my eulogy while I could sit there and critique it? Would the eulogy be truly something that would be said at my funeral with just the good stuff — or would it be honest and spoken by folks who truly know me and would I really want to hear the truth? My mother always said not to speak ill of the dead; I can’t help but think of the joke where a Rabbi was delivering a eulogy for a man and his widow turned to her son and asked him to check to make sure it really was his father in the casket.


Hopefully when my time comes there will be good things to be said by people who will even remember my name.

...

Saturday, January 17, 2015

Mandy knows ~ Weekend Writing Warriors / #8sunday / 01/18/15

Hi! Welcome to another Weekend Writing Warrior round. Every week writers post 8 sentences on their blogs from a published or unpublished book. Then we "hop" around and leave comments on each other's snippets. Whether our work is already published or in progress, the helpful comments help us become stronger writers on our next WIP. We welcome EVERYONE's comments.

See more at the
WeWriWa blog

I'm introducing snippets from More Than a Friend, a part of The Many Faces of Chelle Cordero, a short-story collection which exemplifies (I hope) the diversity of my writing.

More Than a Friend is a short story based on a manuscript of the same name (which has never been published) This manuscript was co-authored by my sister, Barbara Cordero Du-Bois, and me. I re-wrote it as a short story because I wanted my characters to LIVE.

Everyone was left upset by Loretta's angry outburst. Mandy was so distraught she locked herself in the bathroom; Janis convinces her to let her in and the two women have a private but emotional chat. Next week I'll skip ahead a little in the story, but for now ...the 8 sentences:

“I am so sorry for what my mom said,” Mandy reached for Janis’ hand when she tried to shrug it off. “No, you’ve had to put up with entirely too much crap, I love my brother and I miss him so much… but Janis, I know who he was.”
“Of course you miss him, he was your brother.”
“No Janis. I know about the… argument, Billy called me that night. He had a while to sober up and he felt terrible, he was worried that you would never forgive him.”
She was breathless. “What did Billy tell you?” She felt her throat tightening and fought to hold back tears.




 For more WeWriWa snippets, go to www.wewriwa.com


More Than a Friend
Can best friends become lovers
and share a lifetime together?

 AUDIO 

PRINT 

Kindle 

 AllRomance Ebooks 

 iBooks 

 Smashwords 

The Many Faces of Chelle Cordero is a single author collection of short stories featuring Introduction, Pussycat Tails, Holiday Happiness, Not Alone, I Swear That Raccoon Just Knocked on the Door, Stormy Weather, A Mother’s Love, More Than a Friend, The Meeting, The Vacation and a special bonus section.

The Results of the 2014 Preditors & Editors Readers' Poll are in!

and I feel like bragging, so please forgive my lack of modesty

Non-fiction Article ~ Can We Talk?
top10nonfictionart
…an article inspired by the late Joan Rivers
Promotional Site ~ The Potpourri Parlortop10promotions…featuring book promos, interviews, profiles & more
Writers’ Workshop ~ Living, Breathing, Writingtop10writerws…an Amazon Kindle blog all about writing & being a writer
And I am especially proud to be a part of Team VHP!tan_heart_book_w_vhp_info_roundso many nominations for 
Vanilla Heart Publishing
Authors, Books & Publisher,ALL had impressive results!

Thursday, January 15, 2015

#TBT ~ My inspiration for The Meeting

Reva & Marcy

This is a photo of my mom and dad dancing at my sister's wedding, June 18, 1970. They always loved to dance and I often found them in each other's arms in the living room of our Bronx apartment with my dad singing love songs to her.


35 years ago today, January 15, 1979, my mom passed away, my dad had died almost 2 years earlier. That day Mark & I saw a very clear stair shaped cloud and we both imagined Mommy climbing those stairs to meet Daddy at the top... and I know that this picture was re-enacted that day and many times since. 


They often told me how they met during WW2 at a train station in Charleston, South Carolina, and while I've heard different versions of their first meeting from other family members, the story Mommy & Daddy told me was always so romantic. 

Their life together (nearly 32-years of marriage before death separated them - temporarily) was always filled with romance. Daddy was always singing love songs with Mommy either dancing in his arms or serenading her with his guitar. His favorite songs were Begin the Beguine and Spanish Harlem; he sang in both English and Spanish.

I hope that I honored my parents with the short story The Meeting, a fictionalized account of their love affair. The Meeting is one of the short stories in my collection The Many Faces of Chelle Cordero


excerpt from The Meeting


It felt good to stretch his legs as he stepped down from the train onto the platform. He watched as two women tearfully hugged each other and found himself unable to stop staring at the woman left on the platform. She was beautiful.

He lit his cigarette and took a drag. Then he walked over to the woman.

Jeannette was aware of the soldier‘s stare and tried not to let it affect her. He was a handsome man, but it just wasn‘t polite to be scrutinized so thoroughly like that. He came even closer and she tried to look in the other direction.

“Hello.”

She could tell by the nasal quality of his accent that he was a northern boy. Maybe this was how they acted up there but he was being awfully forward. She was raised to be polite and couldn‘t ignore his speaking to her. “Good morning sir.”  She hoped he would go away.

“I‘ve been riding this train all morning – transporting a prisoner.” He motioned proudly to the M.P. sash on his arm.

She glanced quickly at his armband and realized he was probably trying to impress her. Jeannette gave him a polite half-smile and turned her head. She was trying to watch to see where her friend got a seat, but he wasn‘t making it easy.


“Well imagine how I felt when I stepped onto the platform and saw this gorgeous woman standing there.”

The Many Faces of Chelle Cordero is a single author collection of short stories featuring Introduction, Pussycat Tails, Holiday Happiness, Not Alone, I Swear That Raccoon Just Knocked on the Door, Stormy Weather, A Mother’s Love, More Than a Friend, The Meeting, The Vacation and a special bonus section.