Special Report – Project: Happily Ever After

All images in this post courtesy of the Project: Happily Ever After media kit

Back in December of 2010, author Alisa Bowman contacted me via blogger Andi of Misadventures With Andi asking if I would read her soon-to-be-released self-help book, Project: Happily Ever After After — Saving Your Marriage When the Fairytale Falters.

She’d asked if I’d be willing to post a review along with several other bloggers to coincide with the “media blitz” for the book’s official release in mid-January of 2011. I wrote that I would love to! However, I’ve been sitting on this post for more than two months now because life intervened and put some boiling-hot pots on the front burner, and handling those pots took priority over all else in my life. Then recovery from handling those events in my life took priority, and I stalled on writing the review (except for the preview of the review I posted earlier).

Two months later, I am back here to give my thoughts on the book. Better late than never? I hope so. Most of all, my primary motivation  for writing the review instead of just dropping it is my healthy sense of respect for writers and a healthy sense of respect for self — that I will do what I say I will. Writing the review is a psychological hurdle I want to tackle before I will feel the freedom to post anything else on this blog.

So here you go: my Special Report on Alisa Bowman’s Project: Happily Ever After.

Season’s Greetings!

Métro Jourdain (L11), sortie rue de Belleville (20th arr), 20 December 2010

A very Métro — I mean, Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year to all you readers out there!

I hope that everyone is having a spectacular Solstice, I hope that that Hanukkah was happenin’, that your Festivus will be fantastic, and that Kwanzaa is completely creative, cooperative, and community-driven (q.v. Kwanzaa principles).

Okay, that right there is the “short version” of this blog. The long version is coming right up. Get your coffee, or should I say café, or vin chaud, a tisane or heck, a Diet Coke, eh? Come back, and sit down, and read. I have a lot on my mind, and was stalling on writing a post because I just could not choose what I was going to focus on, so you are going to get the smörgåsbord of blog posts. You know, the kind of one where I break all the blogging “rules” and am all over the place for around (over???) 3,000 words. One of those. (A warning: I am committing a HUGE blog no-no, and pretty much blogging the entire month here. Just giving you fair warning. I’ve tried to divide it up so you can take it in chunks, haha.)

If you are not much of a reader, please press on to at least peruse the pretty pictures. There are some good ones of holiday scenes at the end. 🙂

A Parisian Leafy Mess, Redux

Must Be An Existentialist Tagger

© Karin Lynn Bates Snyder

Photo taken November 7, 2010 at the corner near the Boulevard de la Villette and Avenue Jean Jaurès, below Métro Jaurès, Line 2 (19th arr.)

This is the post that just cannot seem to get written! It’s for a good cause, however. I am successfully, so far, participating in NaNoWriMo for the third year, writing fiction, on target with word counts, and HEY. We may get a novel out of me, yet! *knock on wood, and spitting FTOU! like my Greek friend taught me to do when writing things that tempt the fates to toy with the hubris of humanity*

Anyway, I have been working away at this post for about a week now, adding in bits here and there.

Here’s what’s been on my mind in that time.