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Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Saturday, November 3, 2012
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
Mainstreaming
My Beloved Tourniquet is now available around the world online! Get your paper back today from Amazon, B&N, BAMM and others! Watch the trailers and listen to the soundtrack on YouTube!
Friday, October 19, 2012
Solange nicole in the Houston Chronicle for the NOH8 Campaign
Solange Nicole waits in line to register and participate in the NOH8 "photographic silent protest," held at University of Houston The event is hosted by the University of Houston Council of Ethnic Organizations.
Photo By Mayra Beltran/Houston Chronicle
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Friday, September 21, 2012
Monday, September 17, 2012
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Beloved World Song: Helen and Carmen Finally Meet
Falling in Love In A Coffee Shop by Landon Pigg (All Rights Reserved Landon Pigg. RCA/JIVE Label Group)
Signing A Few Autographs at Katy Mills
Thursday, September 13, 2012
An Author's Rant
Ok,
Now I understand and appreciate the ELJ book series, but it feels like it will overshadow whatever originality I brought to the table in my own novel.
My husband had told me at the time of editing my book to "YA it up" and it would be widely accepted. I had my objections and hesitations about it, but afterwards, I resigned to slashing away at my romance. The romance I had had in it signified the differences in two main characters, Helen and Evey, and their sexual and emotional approaches to men and life in general. Granted, those scenes and then some have been revised back into the story, but it just feels like I'm copy catting. I hate copy catting.
I had wanted to shake the literary world up, give them fresh blood (so to speak). The desire to change the cultural focus off vampires was strong when I wrote this novel. Kudos to miss "J" for achieving that on some level with all that has happened.
With the way the economy is looking in a few years when the buzz and flare of Shades has simmered down, no one will be able to afford books like they used to. Which puts me as an author in such a sensitive position. Do I sell out and over push my book now? Or do I wait and hope that the economy cycle rebounds and we can all afford to spend a little more? Either choice is so "make-or-break" it basically is discouraging.
The truth of the matter is, I didn't want international fame, or a movie deal (granted I write screen plays and do imaginary castings) out of the making of this series. All I wanted was to be heard, to be read, and to know that I touched people's lives with my words. It wasn't about being in a magazine or making headlines, or having the best advertising. It was about the love of words and wanting to be like one of the great classics (I adore Emily Dickinson, Edgar Allan Poe, and the Bronte Sisters). Of course being compared to them is like apples to "grapenuts" it just doesn't happen. Literature was different back then, it wasn't competing with TV. Books nowadays are trying to grab and keep your attention with TV quality material. I just can't get into that. Maybe that's my downfall, I'm not commercial enough and don't have enough product placement potential. One thing is for sure I poured my heart out into each and every detail of My Beloved Tourniquet and my poetry. At the end of the day, that's what matters most to me and to literary history ;)
Avec amour,
S.
Now I understand and appreciate the ELJ book series, but it feels like it will overshadow whatever originality I brought to the table in my own novel.
My husband had told me at the time of editing my book to "YA it up" and it would be widely accepted. I had my objections and hesitations about it, but afterwards, I resigned to slashing away at my romance. The romance I had had in it signified the differences in two main characters, Helen and Evey, and their sexual and emotional approaches to men and life in general. Granted, those scenes and then some have been revised back into the story, but it just feels like I'm copy catting. I hate copy catting.
I had wanted to shake the literary world up, give them fresh blood (so to speak). The desire to change the cultural focus off vampires was strong when I wrote this novel. Kudos to miss "J" for achieving that on some level with all that has happened.
With the way the economy is looking in a few years when the buzz and flare of Shades has simmered down, no one will be able to afford books like they used to. Which puts me as an author in such a sensitive position. Do I sell out and over push my book now? Or do I wait and hope that the economy cycle rebounds and we can all afford to spend a little more? Either choice is so "make-or-break" it basically is discouraging.
The truth of the matter is, I didn't want international fame, or a movie deal (granted I write screen plays and do imaginary castings) out of the making of this series. All I wanted was to be heard, to be read, and to know that I touched people's lives with my words. It wasn't about being in a magazine or making headlines, or having the best advertising. It was about the love of words and wanting to be like one of the great classics (I adore Emily Dickinson, Edgar Allan Poe, and the Bronte Sisters). Of course being compared to them is like apples to "grapenuts" it just doesn't happen. Literature was different back then, it wasn't competing with TV. Books nowadays are trying to grab and keep your attention with TV quality material. I just can't get into that. Maybe that's my downfall, I'm not commercial enough and don't have enough product placement potential. One thing is for sure I poured my heart out into each and every detail of My Beloved Tourniquet and my poetry. At the end of the day, that's what matters most to me and to literary history ;)
Avec amour,
S.
Monday, September 10, 2012
The First Five Pages: New Releases Check Them Out and My Beloved Tourniquet!
The First Five Pages: New Releases: The Beginning: The Four by Margaret Millmore They do exist and they always have. They live, love, and work amongst us and they a...
Friday, September 7, 2012
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
Sunday, July 8, 2012
Friday, July 6, 2012
Rumors of Publication
Well, as far as the anticipated summer release goes it is in the making!
Don't fret my beloveds the book will be released soon, hopefully by next month before school starts! That way you can kick off the end of summer right with a suspenseful romance you can sink your teeth into!
It will be here soon, patience... The silver lining is that I have added never before read pages to the printed version! In the mean time check out my two poetry books on Kindle to help ease the wait on the book you've been waiting for!
Avec Amour, S.
Don't fret my beloveds the book will be released soon, hopefully by next month before school starts! That way you can kick off the end of summer right with a suspenseful romance you can sink your teeth into!
It will be here soon, patience... The silver lining is that I have added never before read pages to the printed version! In the mean time check out my two poetry books on Kindle to help ease the wait on the book you've been waiting for!
Avec Amour, S.
MoonBeam Publishing
The book will be published by MoonBeam Publishing.
Friday, March 30, 2012
JENNATION BOOK REVIEWS: My Beloved Tourniquet by Solange nicole
JENNATION BOOK REVIEWS: My Beloved Tourniquet by Solange nicole: It happens on Valentine's Day. It's best and worst day of Helen's life. It's the day turns her life upside down and there is no going b...
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Paranormal Goddess Book Blog: Would Kristen Bell Make A Good Johanna In Next Hun...
Paranormal Goddess Book Blog: Would Kristen Bell Make A Good Johanna In Next Hun...: Kristen Bell is an very outspoken fan of The Hunger Games and is looking for a way to be cast in the sequel 'Catching Fire' as Johanna M...
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Lothaire and Cadence
Check out my son with the infamous Lothaire! Paul Marron
http://riverinaromantics.blogspot.com/2012/01/lothaire-experience.html
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Monday, January 23, 2012
Friday, January 20, 2012
You Gotta Read Review Contest
http://yougottareadcovers.blogspot.com/2012/01/january-entry-5-my-beloved-tourniquet.html?showComment=1327090596501#c4020851851913607381
That is the link to find My Beloved Tourniquet's entry in January's contest!
Vote now until January 26th and see this cover win!
It is ENTRY #5 on the list! Please support this inide author ;) <3 <3
Love you all my beloveds!
That is the link to find My Beloved Tourniquet's entry in January's contest!
Vote now until January 26th and see this cover win!
It is ENTRY #5 on the list! Please support this inide author ;) <3 <3
Love you all my beloveds!
Redemption (3/15/08)
[This was originally meant as a game story line for my brother, Sean. Here is the first part...All Rights Reserved. Solange nicole]
Louis crouches over the city tower. Rain dripping from his face, the wind whipping through his hair. The city lights in a hellish glow before him. His head raises letting his gaze pierce into the dark horizon. In one lithe motion, Louis leaps from the roof top landing onto the next. He makes one final jump.
His thoughts consume him, driven by the one thing he wants most. A soul. The chance to become a living, breathing being. And he couldn't find a way until he could know for sure who and what he is.
The rain pounds down upon his back as he sails down to the concrete. Thunder fills the black sky. He walks toward a building he had called home for many years. He steps in front of the door. The rain pelts his stoic face, it beading in his long hair. A run down laboratory stands before him, encrusted with mud and brick. A sign, scarred and faded read: MANOMETTRE Location 56. Louis runs a cool mulatto hand through his raven black hair. A pair of still green eyes are revealed. The iris a beautiful brilliant shade, the pupils vacant and dark.
With one side glance, he haunts past the threshold. The pale green eyes disappear into the darkness. He walks farther into the lab passing dusted tables. Chemistry paraphernalia is strewn across them. The shards of broken beakers glittering everywhere. Racks of test tubes abandoned from failed experiments. Books lie in the corners of the deserted room and piled high near the tables. These books Louis knew very well. They are what sustained him through out the years. He passes the stacks now picking out a few favorites-- the Bible, twin volume medical books, Da Vinci's Notebook, The Divine Comedy, Faust. Books that taught him about the life he came to know, and hate. He would scower building after building searching for the impossible answers to his questions. "What am I?" "Why doesn't my heart beat?" "What can I do to make it beat again?" The endless searching sustained him as well. It was all he had after the accident. The search would continue until he found a way to get back to his life, or end it.
[Part One. ©]
Louis crouches over the city tower. Rain dripping from his face, the wind whipping through his hair. The city lights in a hellish glow before him. His head raises letting his gaze pierce into the dark horizon. In one lithe motion, Louis leaps from the roof top landing onto the next. He makes one final jump.
His thoughts consume him, driven by the one thing he wants most. A soul. The chance to become a living, breathing being. And he couldn't find a way until he could know for sure who and what he is.
The rain pounds down upon his back as he sails down to the concrete. Thunder fills the black sky. He walks toward a building he had called home for many years. He steps in front of the door. The rain pelts his stoic face, it beading in his long hair. A run down laboratory stands before him, encrusted with mud and brick. A sign, scarred and faded read: MANOMETTRE Location 56. Louis runs a cool mulatto hand through his raven black hair. A pair of still green eyes are revealed. The iris a beautiful brilliant shade, the pupils vacant and dark.
With one side glance, he haunts past the threshold. The pale green eyes disappear into the darkness. He walks farther into the lab passing dusted tables. Chemistry paraphernalia is strewn across them. The shards of broken beakers glittering everywhere. Racks of test tubes abandoned from failed experiments. Books lie in the corners of the deserted room and piled high near the tables. These books Louis knew very well. They are what sustained him through out the years. He passes the stacks now picking out a few favorites-- the Bible, twin volume medical books, Da Vinci's Notebook, The Divine Comedy, Faust. Books that taught him about the life he came to know, and hate. He would scower building after building searching for the impossible answers to his questions. "What am I?" "Why doesn't my heart beat?" "What can I do to make it beat again?" The endless searching sustained him as well. It was all he had after the accident. The search would continue until he found a way to get back to his life, or end it.
[Part One. ©]
Saturday, January 14, 2012
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