Manuela Cardiga's Blog, page 44
March 28, 2015
SHORTEST STORY SHARP AND SWEET OFBOY MEETS GIRL FROM THE ...
SHORTEST STORY
SHARP AND SWEET OF
BOY MEETS GIRL FROM
THE MEAT-DISTRICT
He lied,
She sighed;
Love died,
She cried.
He lied
To the wrong kind:
He died,
No-one cried.
MC
PS: Modern lust story: Boy meets Girl/ Boy cheats Girl/ Boy meats Cleaver... Or is that way too clever?
SHARP AND SWEET OF
BOY MEETS GIRL FROM
THE MEAT-DISTRICT
He lied,
She sighed;
Love died,
She cried.
He lied
To the wrong kind:
He died,
No-one cried.
MC
PS: Modern lust story: Boy meets Girl/ Boy cheats Girl/ Boy meats Cleaver... Or is that way too clever?
March 25, 2015
YAY! REVIEW FOR "DESIRE'S DETECTIVE"!
First review for Desires Detectives by Petula Warrior Woman Winmill.
★★★★
This is short but fun look at the debauched French court of Louis XV .
Someone is murdering the court jesters. The kings guard can´t seem to find the killer so Noelle and her cousin Desiree set about trying to find the culprit.
Noelle is a typical courtesan, but Desiree is a virgin fresh from the convent. How she see the things happening around her is what makes this so funny.
There are some very sexy scenes written so irreverently the will make you laugh. Some will make you say EEEW. They will also make you think. If the court was that bad no wonder the people of France rebelled. Still a royal court must have it´s scandals, they are at the root of so many good books.
I look forward to the next adventure, I just hope it´s a little longer.
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★★★★
This is short but fun look at the debauched French court of Louis XV .
Someone is murdering the court jesters. The kings guard can´t seem to find the killer so Noelle and her cousin Desiree set about trying to find the culprit.
Noelle is a typical courtesan, but Desiree is a virgin fresh from the convent. How she see the things happening around her is what makes this so funny.
There are some very sexy scenes written so irreverently the will make you laugh. Some will make you say EEEW. They will also make you think. If the court was that bad no wonder the people of France rebelled. Still a royal court must have it´s scandals, they are at the root of so many good books.
I look forward to the next adventure, I just hope it´s a little longer.
Available in print and as an e-book!CLICK TO BUY!
The INK-BLOT GUEST SPOT PROUDLY PRESENTS! "How EASTER met DELLA" by Vera Alexander
Easter is a Bunny, a special bunny made of love and fairy dust, and he is destined to belong to one very special child, Della! This is the story of how these two meet and become best of friends and go on to live many wonderful adventures together.
A wonderful gentle story for children from the pen of teacher Vera Alexander- full of delightfully old-style illustrations- that restores the magic and simplicity of childhood storytelling at its very best.
This is the very first of The Della and Easter Series, so there is lots more to read!
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A wonderful gentle story for children from the pen of teacher Vera Alexander- full of delightfully old-style illustrations- that restores the magic and simplicity of childhood storytelling at its very best.
This is the very first of The Della and Easter Series, so there is lots more to read!
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March 24, 2015
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DESIRE'S DETECTIVE
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March 23, 2015
THE INK-BLOT GUEST SPOT PROUDLY PRESENTS: "SWEET SORROW" by Wairimu Mwangi
Title: SWEET SORROWAuthor: Wairmu MwangiGenre: Women’s Fiction / RomancePublisher: WDA PublishingBLURB
Claire and Ida are two beautiful bright young women at odds with tradition and the expectations of their families and communities, fighting for love and to fulfill their ambitions.
But young women are faced with choices at every turn, and one misstep can lead them to their doom...
Can you make the right choice against what is in your heart?
Can you live with the consequences of putting love above what you know is right?
This captivating and unusual love story takes us from Kenyato Americaand back again,
as Claire and Ida fight for happiness and a future beside the men they love.
The price for a misstep is high, and one of them will pay it; and the ultimate revelation
will either free, or destroy the next generation...
About the author:
Wairimu Mwangi is a brilliant young Author, well-known in her Native Kenya for her books
directed at young children and adolescents. Wairimu is a Journalist by profession; she
started writing at a very young age encouraged by her Father, and hasn’t stopped since.
She is deeply commited to spreading the love of books and learning through out her community, and is engaged in starting a Foundation promoting AFrican Literature and literacy.
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EXCERPT
Ida was the only daughter of Mr. Shaaban, who was a shopkeeper at Matunda village, while her mother was a small scale farmer in the same village. She had two elder brothers who lived in Khalama. The elder brother was also a shop keeper, while the younger one was still trying to get a job as a doctor.
She had been brought up in a Christian family and was educated up to secondary school level.One fateful day, when she was in the third grade, she had been sent home by the boarding school management to collect the school-fees balance of the year, and as chance would have it, she had gotten acquainted with Malvis.
She had walked home that day, scuffing her school-shoes through the white dust of the clay road, worrying about the money, inwardly praying for her brother - who was still unemployed - to get a job.
Over her, the green branches of the acacias danced in the breeze, showering down spirals of red blossoms to stain the long bright road ahead. So engrossed in her thoughts was she, that she didn’t realize that she had dropped her school identity-card until a young man, slightly older than her brother, stopped her.
“Hello there! How are you?” he hailed.
“I am fine, thank you,” she replied.
“But to me, you don’t look all that fine, maybe I could be of help,” he offered cheekily.
“I am not sure what help you think I might need, besides we are strangers,” Ida countered smartly.
“I see you are in your school uniform, have you been sent home due to lack of money for the school fees?” he persisted.
“Stop bothering me with impertinent questions,” she retorted, getting irritated by his inquisitive nature. “If there is anything you wish to say, get on with it, and be gone!”
“Hey don’t get angry! I was just interested. By the way, I am Malvis Mathenge, better known as Mr. Mathenge to my pupils at Masomo primary school. I bet you have heard of the school. But you don’t have to be formal with me; you can just call me Malvis.”
“Mr. Mathenge; am okay with that if it is what you wanted to know. I am…”
“No need for that, Ida,” he interrupted her.
“And why is that?” she asked, a tinge of irritated embarrassment evident in her voice. “And how do you know my name?”
“Because…” and he handed her the identity card. She looked at him suspiciously. “Don’t get the wrong impression of me,” he said defensively. “I just found it, and thought it must belong to you since you are the only student on the road at this moment.”
Her lips parted in a grateful smile as she thanked him prettily: “Thank you Mr. Malvis Mathenge!”
“Just Malvis, please, Ida…”
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WHIPS, NIPPLE-CLIPS AND HANDCUFFS
I have been thinking today. As you know I have written a book called "MANscapes- Journey into Light" and it has been kindly published by WDA!
Now, while I love this book and believe it has some important things to say, which is why I wrote it: I felt there were women out there, victims of rape, suffering under the yoke of psychological violence all their lives who might find some comfort in knowing they are not alone. There are many just like them, and that they CAN win through in the end.
I of course, expected no flurry of sales, this is not a popular theme, not the stuff of bestsellers, and that is quite alright.
So what is my gripe? What is NOT alright?
Let me explain. During the course of the launch MANscapes was sent to bloggers for divulging and reviews, and I am very happy to tell you what they all agreed on: it is a good book, and (blush) well written. I am proud of that, proud that I did Clara and woman like her justice, made their pain real and palpable to the reader; and now we come to the crux of the matter.
Though none could actually come up with a single complaint about the storyline, the plot, the writing, the depth or construction of characters? They all universally did complain that they felt UNCOMFORTABLE with the whole theme.
These were all women reading MANscapes. Women who could all be subject to the trauma of rape. Women who have all, at some time in their lives, been afraid.The feeling I had is that maybe this should not be spoken of... My book is just too REAL. Isn't it so much more fun to go read books about men who tie up women and beat them up so that they can get an erection? I personally would find reading something like that very uncomfortable, not to say repulsive...But hey, to each her own.
I don't actually know what it is I am trying to accomplish here, Ladies.
I do know that the violence -sexual and otherwise - against women and children is on the rise, and it's just not spoken off outside those "appropriate" moments when we all "like" someones post or twits, then quickly move on to something lighter and fluffier and frothier, like a post reading "I LOVE LATTE" showing said beverage with a pretty white kitten nestling beside it. Thousands of "likes" on that!
Manuela Cardiga
Now, while I love this book and believe it has some important things to say, which is why I wrote it: I felt there were women out there, victims of rape, suffering under the yoke of psychological violence all their lives who might find some comfort in knowing they are not alone. There are many just like them, and that they CAN win through in the end.
I of course, expected no flurry of sales, this is not a popular theme, not the stuff of bestsellers, and that is quite alright.
So what is my gripe? What is NOT alright?
Let me explain. During the course of the launch MANscapes was sent to bloggers for divulging and reviews, and I am very happy to tell you what they all agreed on: it is a good book, and (blush) well written. I am proud of that, proud that I did Clara and woman like her justice, made their pain real and palpable to the reader; and now we come to the crux of the matter.
Though none could actually come up with a single complaint about the storyline, the plot, the writing, the depth or construction of characters? They all universally did complain that they felt UNCOMFORTABLE with the whole theme.
These were all women reading MANscapes. Women who could all be subject to the trauma of rape. Women who have all, at some time in their lives, been afraid.The feeling I had is that maybe this should not be spoken of... My book is just too REAL. Isn't it so much more fun to go read books about men who tie up women and beat them up so that they can get an erection? I personally would find reading something like that very uncomfortable, not to say repulsive...But hey, to each her own.
I don't actually know what it is I am trying to accomplish here, Ladies.
I do know that the violence -sexual and otherwise - against women and children is on the rise, and it's just not spoken off outside those "appropriate" moments when we all "like" someones post or twits, then quickly move on to something lighter and fluffier and frothier, like a post reading "I LOVE LATTE" showing said beverage with a pretty white kitten nestling beside it. Thousands of "likes" on that!
Manuela Cardiga
March 22, 2015
COME A HELL OF HIGH WATERI ask of thee Gods of the sea, F...
COME A HELL OF HIGH WATER
I ask of thee
Gods of the sea,
For a tall mast
And a trembling sail,
Cupped to catch
The gentle breeze;
Good people
Besides me
To follow the trail
Of silver foam
Where ever you lead,
And further more
I plead;
Should night fall,
Keep fear at bay
And over
The sliver moon
Set high
In the eastern sky,
Fair Venus
To show the way
Over the edge
Of the rose-froth-sea,
To cinnamon-scented
Silk-kissed shores
And the blessing
Of a new dawn.
MC
I ask of thee
Gods of the sea,
For a tall mast
And a trembling sail,
Cupped to catch
The gentle breeze;
Good people
Besides me
To follow the trail
Of silver foam
Where ever you lead,
And further more
I plead;
Should night fall,
Keep fear at bay
And over
The sliver moon
Set high
In the eastern sky,
Fair Venus
To show the way
Over the edge
Of the rose-froth-sea,
To cinnamon-scented
Silk-kissed shores
And the blessing
Of a new dawn.
MC
Fool's Philosophy:While moving a dressing-table I had a t...
Fool's Philosophy:
While moving a dressing-table I had a thunderous revelation, the kind that can change you life: you cannot walk backwards in slippers.
At least not the back-less kind. Think about it! (this is REALLY deep)
We should always wear slippers. Not only would that be the end of lots of problems with callouses and ingrown-toenails and stuff like that, but it would keep us always in the right track and the correct frame of mind to leave the dastardly past and our regrets behind.
PS: If you are addicted to high heels, you can always wear mules.
MC
VENHA MAR; VENHA VENTO
E tudo que vos peço,
Deus do Mar
Clemente,
É o mastro alto
E a vela trémula
E ao meu lado
Boa gente;
Leve o vento
E cai a noite
Sois vós indulgente
Sobre a estreita lua,
Brilhe Venus
Caminho para leste
E o raiar do sol
Ardente;
Sopra perfume
Manhã de canela
Espuma
Do mar-rosa
Beijo sedoso
Do doce
Oriente
MC
Deus do Mar
Clemente,
É o mastro alto
E a vela trémula
E ao meu lado
Boa gente;
Leve o vento
E cai a noite
Sois vós indulgente
Sobre a estreita lua,
Brilhe Venus
Caminho para leste
E o raiar do sol
Ardente;
Sopra perfume
Manhã de canela
Espuma
Do mar-rosa
Beijo sedoso
Do doce
Oriente
MC
March 21, 2015
Highly Recommended: ELLE KLASS' "EYE OF THE STORM"
ANOTHER GREAT 4 STAR REVIEW!!!
"Author Elle Klass creates a compelling story using tragedy, survival, guilt, repressed memories, visual triggers and storms to create a tale that encompasses so much more than you expect. The tragedy of three families is told in this one story. It is a well written and compelling tale with an amazing concept that is worth the read. Great for young adults and adults as well."
What can I say? The Lady is a great writer: a KLASS act!
FOR FULL REVIEW!
"Author Elle Klass creates a compelling story using tragedy, survival, guilt, repressed memories, visual triggers and storms to create a tale that encompasses so much more than you expect. The tragedy of three families is told in this one story. It is a well written and compelling tale with an amazing concept that is worth the read. Great for young adults and adults as well."
What can I say? The Lady is a great writer: a KLASS act!
FOR FULL REVIEW!
