My Book Review of "Iggy Gorgess" by Chrissi Sepe

One of the best things I've gained in my pursuit of writing is the privilege of also doing reviews for my peers.  I read quite a bit and sometimes, I'm so engrossed in reading that I neglect my own writing assignments that I've set for myself.  I love to read so when asked to review books or stories I welcome it gladly.  Normally, I don't publish them to the outside world.  Usually, my review is provided only to the author.  Today, I wanted to share with you my review of “Iggy Gorgess” written by Chrissi Sepe. 

Iggy Gorgess is a mess.  He’s impudent, immature and inexperienced.  Yet, his innocence and desire to be loved poke through his hard punk exterior.  When he leaves Germany where he lived with his girlfriend to return to New York City to write a novel, he imagines he’ll be able to finish writing a best seller.  Along the way to realizing that life isn’t always what you expect it to be, Iggy meets some people who poke and prod his beliefs in people and himself.  Over all, Iggy is just a kid looking to be accepted even as he unwittingly finds himself and learns about life.  

The story is a quick and easy read.  Author Chrissi Sepe managed to make me care about Iggy so much that I wanted to shake him for being dense and slow on the uptake about life.  However, isn’t that what life is all about, taking your time on your journey and learning as much as you can along the way?  We were all Iggy once in our lives.  Chrissi manages to capture that in this story. You can find Iggy Gorgess on Amazon and learn more about Chrissi on her blog:  http://chrissibliss.blogspot.com/   The cover artwork was created by Dan Schurtman who also is a member of the band The Twilights.  

Ode to the Real Old "G"s - Grandmothers and Grandfathers

Ode to the Real Old "G"s

Part 1 - Le Fleur Belle 

Since it's Mother's Day this weekend,  this one goes out to the G'Mas, the Nanas, the Grammies and the Grandmas. I'll have one for Grandpas in a month.

Your legacy comes in many forms.  But mostly, it is the aroma from the kitchen that rings a mental dinner bell; causing stomachs to growl and hearts to yearn for home from across the room, the house, the block, the city, the state, the country and a continent away.  Holiday traditions and family history are kneaded like fresh bread with your worn hands and pursed lips; we hunger for it. 

Your sage advice is delivered as a soft cuff under the chin, a stern admonishment or simply laid out as a formidable look.  You understand and spoil, you teach and preach.  You pray with fervent devotion.  Those prayers have healed the mind, body and soul of your bloodline, as well as, those who you have “adopted" as yours. 

At times, we don’t understand your raw truth. Sometimes, it cuts to the quick.  Sometimes, it’s as gentle as downy feathers on a cheek.  Your hands have delivered a swift slap and a loving caress to young and grown alike.  Your age and experience serve as your weapon, shield and badge of honor.  You bless the generations by giving sup to your sons and daughters so that they may spread the benefits of the meal made up of your faith and God's grace.  

Whether here with us or up in heaven singing praises into our dreams, you are still blessing and praying for us.  May God bless you as He continues to bless us by giving us time to spend with you and remembering all that you have given.  Happy Mother's Day to you.