Clean Up Your Old Messes! @RRBC_Org @RRBC_RWISA @Tweets4RWISA @nonniejules #RRBC #RWISA

I recently read a review of a book written by one of my favorite authors.  The review was written on one of the first books they published years ago, in 2009, and there were references made in the review of many editing issues.  If the review was honest and accurate, the writing in that book is not at all indicative of the author’s writing as I know it today.

A few years ago, I opened up a copy of the second book I ever published, to read a bit of it, and was mortified! Not because the writing was that bad, but, let me tell you, in my opinion, it wasn’t all that great, either.  In some areas, the writing was so extremely passive, I couldn’t help but cringe with every paragraph I read.  I wrote that book as a newbie author without any support in 2013, and today in 2021, the differences in my writing then and now, could lead you to believe you’re reading from two different authors – a newbie one and a more experienced one.  I am one who cares greatly about what I offer my readers, so it should come as no surprise to any of my new followers, that I removed that older book from purchase over 4 years ago.  (I only recently realized the paperback copy is still up so I’ll get to removing it soon).  Once I’ve had the time to give it the proper attention in the editing department, it will be returned to Amazon, but only when it has been clearly polished and perfected.

As authors, especially those of us who are proud Indie authors, we have the ability to take our books down, especially the old ones we published years ago, and make them new again.  We can change the book cover, have the book professionally edited (because back then when we edited it our self, or had our sister to edit for us the first time we published it), we didn’t realize the importance of professional editing and proofing – how crucial it was back then and how dire it is today.  We can even update the story with new material, if we want; but the greatest thing of all, is we can make those old books better! We can clean up the messes of our past with the simple stroke of a pen and some hard learned lessons behind us.  We can do these things anytime we want and without anyone’s approval.

Because of the freedom, the beauty of Indie publishing is without the restrictions and loss of power you have over your creative works as you would be under as a traditionally published author.  And, if you are one who values honest reviews, especially the ones that are often times difficult to hear, you are always in the best position to present another first impression of your writing skill.  There aren’t many areas in life where you can get that kind of second chance, but, lucky for us, writing is one of them.  (I have also begun the process of cleaning up and rewriting some of my old blog posts, too.  This is how important my writing reputation is to me.)

Although I had to distinguish between the two for the clarity of my message here, this post is not about Indie vs Traditional publishing.  It’s about caring enough about the writing you put out, to take the time to pull your old books down and improve upon them.  There are so many things that I know today that clearly went over my head back when I first began my writing journey. I didn’t have the skills, nor did I have the support of any who cared enough, to tell me the truth, or point me in the right direction, so I wouldn’t make the mistakes I did back then as a first-time published author.  This is the reason I advocate so strongly for supporting others, honesty in reviews, and caring enough to give only your very best to the world.

Your messes don’t have to remain messes.  Turn those messes into the best messages ever written!

Have you taken down some of your old books to have them re-edited, the cover improved upon, or the blurb touched up?  If so, we’d love to hear your thoughts on how you feel about the importance of spending time cleaning up your old published messes.  Do you value your writing reputation enough to put in the work it takes to ensure that your writing, no matter how far in the past it was, is at its absolute very best?

Welcome to the final day of the ’20 #RRBC WC&BE SPONSORS BLOG TOUR! @Kirazian @nonniejules @RRBC_Org @RRBC_RWISA @Tweets4RWISA

Hello, friends, and welcome to the final day of RRBC’S 2020 WC&BE SPONSORS BLOG TOUR!  As you probably are aware by now, each year, the wonderful members of the club donate to this event to ensure that we are able to offer our $100 Amazon Gift Card Gift Basket raffle and we want to show them just how much we appreciate their kindness and generosity.

I am so honored to host one of RRBC’s special members, Author, Lisa Kirazian!  I’m so happy to share two of her books, “BRAVURA” & “CADENZA” with you today, and since this is a series, I will link back to the stop of the other book in the series, “APPASSIONATO.”

Bravura by Lisa Kirazian

Luminous violinist Kate Driscoll, and her temperamental pianist brother, Neil, try to escape a troubled family upbringing in Somerset when they are accepted to the Royal School of Music in London in 1959. There, they meet their lifelong friends and loves: Anne Curtis, a quiet cellist secretly in love with Neil; Colin Andrews, a Welsh flautist and bartender; Jeremy Longbourne, a witty clarinetist; and Maggie Crawford, a head-turning American soprano. When the young prodigies near graduation, the youth movement, British rock explosion and Vietnam get under way, changing all their lives. They give everything they have to reach the world stage.

But Kate and Neil’s lives and careers take different turns, through the years. They endure both triumph and heartbreak, only coming together again when they need each other the most. A sister and brother’s journey to wholeness comes full circle decades later, when one of their children, Jenny, embarks on her own musical journey.

Check out the trailer for BRAVURA!


Cadenza by Lisa Kirazian

In Cadenza, the final book of “The Music We Made” series, the young tenor Brian Martin finds himself on the cusp of superstardom and marriage, until he is compelled to leave behind his distinguished musical family, and his fiancé, in London, to visit the U.S. to see where his famous late grandmother, Maggie Crawford, the only other opera singer in the family, grew up. His journey takes him to Marshall, Minnesota, and Maggie’s hometown high school, where he meets the music teacher, Laura Jones, who helps him with his family history in more ways than he could have imagined.

Check out the trailer for CADENZA!

To learn more about Lisa’s 2nd title in this series, APPASSIONATO, you’ll have to run over to the fabulous blog of Author, Linda Mims!


Lisa Kirazian

Lisa Kirazian writes fiction, plays, screenplays, and also directs for stage and screen.

Her writing has appeared in the Los Angeles Times, Performing Arts Magazine, San Diego Union Tribune and in many other publications. She is in demand as a speaker and has been a guest on KPBS/NPR Public Radio and at various conferences. Lisa is a graduate of Stanford University.

Several of her screenplays have placed in major competitions and festivals. More than a dozen of her stage plays have been produced across the U.S. and have won numerous awards, including a few publications. 

Her novels include Bravura, Appassionato, and Cadenza, the three books of “The Music We Made” series, inspired by her experience as a violinist. The series is also being developed for television.

Follow the author on…

Twitter: @kirazian




Friends, thanks for popping in to support Lisa today!  Be sure to leave her a comment below to ensure that you’re entered into the drawing for a $20 Amazon gift card which will be announced on the SPONSORS tour page on Monday, 5/3/21! If you’d like to catch up on any of the other stops you may have missed, click  HERE.   The more stops you visit and leave comments on, the more chances you have at winning the gift card! 

Until next time … show your kindness, show your decency, and please, if you’re an author, always, always, always, no matter the circumstance, exhibit only professionalism!

Have you joined RAVE REVIEWS BOOK CLUB yet?  Well, support there is amazing so, what are you waiting for???

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Welcome to Day 14 of the ’20 #RRBC WC&BE SPONSORS BLOG TOUR! @RRBC_Org @RRBC_RWISA @pdoggbiker @nonniejules

Hello, friends, and welcome to the 14th day of RRBC’S 2020 WC&BE SPONSORS BLOG TOUR!  As you probably are aware by now, each year, the wonderful members of the club donate to this event to ensure that we are able to offer our $100 Amazon Gift Card Gift Basket raffle and we want to show them just how much we appreciate their kindness and generosity.

I am so honored to host one of my new favorites, Author, John Podlaski!  What a talent he is!  I’m so happy to share his book, “CHERRIES” with you today at WATCH NONNIE WRITE (although, we’ll be watching John write today!)

Cherries by John Podlaski


In 1970, John Kowalski is one of many young, naive teenage soldiers sent to Vietnam to fight in an unpopular war. Dubbed “Cherries” by their more seasoned peers, these newbies suddenly found themselves thrust into the middle of a terrible nightmare. On-the-job-training is intense, however, most of these teenagers were hardly ready to absorb the harsh mental, emotional, and physical stress of war. When coming under enemy fire and witnessing death first-hand, a life changing transition begins…one that can’t be reversed.

The author is an excellent story teller, readers testify that they’re right there with the characters, and joining them in their quest for survival; sharing the fear, awe, drama, and sorrow, witnessing bravery, and sometimes, even laughing at their humor.

“Cherries” tells it like it is and when finished, readers will have a much better understanding of what these young men had to endure for an entire year. It’s a story that is hard to put down.

“CHERRIES” audiobook sample

About, Author, John Podlaski…


John served in Vietnam during 1970 and 1971 as an infantryman with both the Wolfhounds of the 25th Division and the 501st Infantry Brigade of the 101st Airborne Division. He was awarded the Combat Infantry Badge, Bronze Star, two Air Medals, and a Vietnamese Cross of Gallantry. He has spent the years since Vietnam working in various management positions within the automotive industry and has recently received a Bachelor of Science degree in Business Administration. John is a life member of Vietnam Veterans of America Chapter 154 and lives with his wife, Janice, in Sterling Heights, Michigan. They own a 1997 Harley Davidson Heritage and are both members of the Great Lakes Chapter of South East Michigan Harley Owner’s Group. Both retired in 2013 and enjoy not working anymore. John has authored and published four books on Amazon: “Cherries – A Vietnam War Novel”, “When Can I Stop Running?”, “Unhinged”, and “Unwelcomed”. He is currently working on the sequel to “When Can I Stop Running?” with an expected 2021 Summer release.

Follow the author on…

Twitter:  @pdoggbiker



Friends, thanks for popping in to support John today!  Be sure to leave him a comment below to ensure that you’re entered into the drawing for a $20 Amazon gift card.  Follow along each day of the tour, leave a comment at each stop, and get more entries into this drawing!  

Until next time … show your kindness, show your decency, and please, if you’re an author, always, always, always, no matter the circumstance, exhibit only professionalism!

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In mere moments, we will have what many of us have all been waiting for – a verdict in the Derek Chauvin/George Floyd Murder Case.  In my mind, based on what my eyes witnessed, there can be only one verdict in this case and that is a verdict of guilty.  If you watched those moments live, when a police officer, who is sworn to protect and serve, kept his knee down on the neck of another man for over 8 or 9 minutes (whichever you’d like to believe), then, you saw what I saw – a man killed right in front of my eyes … a sight I hope to never witness again.

This is an old poem of mine, but, I feel in light of the anxiety that we must be feeling right now, in anticipation of this verdict, it was only fitting that I pull it out, dust it off and ask you this question again…



I am a black woman, and because of the shade of my skin and coarseness of my hair, because of the fullness of my hips, my lips and the bold colors I wear…some don’t find me as attractive as my fairer counterparts.  You see, I’m no longer your house-maid or here for your sexual pleasure;  no longer Mamie to your children, I’m now someone’s Mother…a treasure.  But, does my life matter?

I am a black man, and because of my dark skin and the boldness of my stance, because of the kinky in my hair, the anger in my stare, and the wear and tear shown on my hands…some still don’t see me as a man.  You see, I’m no longer your field property or your whipping post.  I’ve freedom papers and own land now, maybe, more than most.  You build cages to hold me, guilty or not;  where you should build institutions of higher learning, you lock me away for little things, then leave me there to rot.  Will my bed forever be a cot?  Does my life matter?

I am a white woman, and because of my milk-dove skin and cute, pinched nose, thin ruby red lips and fair skin that glows…with my pearly whites and prominent chin…some still look at me and despise the skin I’m in.  I was never privy to the pain that was caused.  I was born into that hatred…those God-awful laws.  So, does my life matter?

I am a white man, born into privilege and wealth, easy life, perfect health, yet…I’m still persecuted and referred to as “the man.”  I, too, hate the ways of the Ku Klux Klan.  My neighbors are black, white, green and red…still, I haven’t fled.  To be where everyone looks more like me, is not where I want to be.  I, too, would like to one day be FREE. (Yes, FREE!  It also applies to me!)  FREE of the labels that bind because of the color of my skin. I’ve never owned any human or degraded any man. But, does my life still matter?

I am a brown-skinned woman and because of my accented words, you think I should be silent…quiet – not heard.  I can do more than clean your windows and floors.  Just ask me what I’m capable of, you’d be surprised, I’m sure.  I may have come here via the back of a truck, or even the legal route, if I was blessed with such luck.  Maybe I was born here, and my parents, too.  In your eyes, would that still make me less American than you?  Does my life matter?

I am a brown-skinned man and though maybe a bit stocky, I’m no less in appearance, than your brawn and cocky.  I’m not a rapist, a thief or thug…but, a man like you, with kids to hug.  I’m not ashamed to tend your lawns and trees, but Executive, also a title I wear with ease;  whatever it takes…my family to feed. Don’t dismiss or overlook me, and then turn away;  I may not have been born here, but I’m here to stay.  And with that said, does my life matter?

With all that’s going on, there’s much racial unrest.  It’s time to put differences aside and put real LOVE to the test.  We can’t keep fighting each other, when there are real wars going on.  We must come together in love, heal and stand strong.  There are real enemies among us, and their names we know not.  We must stand on the front lines, together and talk.

The differences between us are fewer than those in our heads;  and in the end, until we draw our last breath,  we all still bleed red.  Yes, that small matter is what makes us brothers, and binds us tighter than any other.

That stream of red flowing through our veins, is what should force us to…
release all blame,
stop the pain,
forge ahead,
no more blood we’ll shed.

Hatred is coming from all sides and it’s time WE all bring it to a peaceful end.

How do you feel?  Do all lives matter to you?

Don’t Call Me Crazy! @nonniejules @RRBC_Org @RRBC_RWISA @Tweets4RWISA @4WillsPub #MentalIllness

Several days ago, I receive a Twitter notification on my phone: Lee MacMillan, Instagram Influencer, Dead by Suicide at 28…

I am not an Instagram user and I wasn’t familiar with the name Lee MacMillan until I received this notification. Always curious as to the reasons people decide to take their own lives, I took a seat on my chaise to read through the story in its entirety. The more I read, the more I wanted to know about Lee MacMillan.

By all accounts, she was a beautiful young girl, who could have easily been anyone’s daughter — even mine. I watched her videos on YouTube, again, wanting to know as much as I could about this beautiful young flower who felt that the only way out {of her pain} was to end her life.

Since the pandemic began, we are hearing more and more about mental illness and how the loneliness and the “craziness” of it all, is driving many to make these horrid decisions. Never before have I focused so heavily on the seriousness of mental illness and how it takes a toll on so many lives – it is at crisis level with the younger generation.

You don’t have to be clinically diagnosed as mentally ill to find yourself in the throes of that kind of despair. You don’t have to walk around with the label of depression tacked to your forehead, to one day find yourself feeling that the emotional pain you’re in, is much too heavy of a cross to bear, or, that your family might be better off without you. You don’t have to be locked up in a facility with rubber walls, to realize that lately, you’re overwhelmed with feeling that life is simply too hard.

So then, what makes one “crazy”?

I willfully admit that in my younger days, when encountering those with “odd” or very strange behavior, the first words out of my mouth would be, “They’re crazy.” I now realize that when used in that manner, the word isn’t so nice. So, when I use the word “crazy” these days, it’s in a much lighter sense – my husband has done something “crazy” to make me laugh, or, my girlfriend has phoned me with a story so funny, that I say to her, “That’s absolutely crazy!” Although it was never used in a manner to cause anyone harm, it no longer carries that negative connotation of what it was associated with in my youth. Back then, it was just my way of expressing the way I felt about someone’s behavior that was different from what I understood as normal.

All people are different, and just because they are different from us, doesn’t mean that they are “crazy” – it means their normal isn’t ours … and that’s OK.

Instead of labeling those who we perceive as different, or whose behavior we find odd or out of character compared to our own, or what we feel is normal, let’s try and put ourselves in their shoes. Let’s try to step out of our “norm” and imagine what their norm must feel like to them.

-Maybe there’s a ton of pressure in their world.

-Maybe they are carrying an unimaginable burden.

-Maybe they are a young parent, unemployed and homeless, worried about how they are going to feed their young child, or keep them safe from the outdoor elements.

-Maybe they are confused and lost because they haven’t taken their medication.

-Maybe they have recently lost their child to death and they don’t know how to live with that pain. (I often say that if something happens to one of my babies, expect me to check out from life completely, because that is a pain I can’t imagine any parent being able to live with. I say this with all sincerity.)

Maybe their norm is always … just … hard.

Anyone living under the umbrella of any of these scenarios is under immense pressure, and stress is their constant companion; they can certainly do without the added burden of our judgment.

We’re living through extremely strange and chaotic times and many are finding it hard to cope, so, let’s do our part to ensure that when we encounter those we perceive as “crazy” (odd), we leave them with some semblance of hope to hold on, if only for just one more day. That next day just might hold the changes and the blessings that person needs to make the decision to continue on. Our world is hurting right now and mental illness is on the rise. You don’t want to be the one to send someone over the edge, especially by attaching a silly label to them. You want, just as I do, to be just what they need – a sign to know that life can and will get better.

Drop the “crazy” labels. Unless you’re referencing your dear hubby running down the street in only his birthday suit, yelling he loves you, everything else should be considered a serious hardship, not to be taken lightly or joked about. When you see or sense that someone needs help, please, by all means … extend your hand.

There, but by the grace of God, go I.

What are your thoughts?

THE UNCERTAINTY OF LIFE … @RRBC_Org @RRBC_RWISA @Tweets4RWISA @nonniejules #RRBC #RWISA #Poetry #writingcommunity #readingcommunity

This morning I opened my eyes, rolled out of bed onto the floor, and onto my knees, to pray.  This is a morning and nightly ritual in our family.  My kids are adults now, but the last thing I say to them at night is, “Say your prayers, on your knees.”

I always begin my prayer with … “Thank you, Lord, for waking me up this morning … “ but after saying those words this morning, my prayer was cut short as I jumped up and ran to my desk to pen the piece below.  (By the way, I did return to finish my morning prayer).


We lie down, but we don’t know if we’re going to wake up.

We leave the house, without the certainty that we’ll ever return.

We get behind the wheel of a car

Not to go far…

Just a few blocks from home.

But, who could have known

There’d be a drunk driver on the same road that day?


We befriend who will become our best friend, and we’re sure their loyalty to us is impenetrable.

But then, they betray us in the worst way …

The unspeakable is their crime.

‘Til this day, we can’t talk about it.


We meet and marry the person we are sure will walk with us … ‘Til Death Do Us Part’ –

But then, they break our heart.

The unimaginable pain left behind is too much to forgive,

So we part.


We bear children and make plans for their future.

Our dreams are what we hope theirs will be.

But then, they grow up, into their own minds, and begin to dream their own dreams for their lives.

And we, well, we have to live with what their dreams produce.

It is of little use

To fight them on their dreams.

We plan for them to marry those who will love and cherish them … protect them.

But what they bring home to us are those who hurt and abuse them.

So, we pray and ask God to watch over and blanket them with his protection, for ultimately they belong to him and are only on loan to us

Trust … we must.


Such is the uncertainty of life.


There are but a few wonders of life that we can be sure of… 

The rain comes from the clouds

The moon lights up the sky

The sun comes up each day

We’ll live and then we’ll die.

~Nonnie Jules

I hope you enjoyed this piece of what I call a life reflection.  Every thought, gave me pause.


REFLECT UPON THIS: Don’t Trip On Your Way To Greatness! @RRBC_Org @RRBC_RWISA @Tweets4RWISA @4WillsPub @4WP11 @nonniejules @JohnJFioravanti #Quotes

One of my favorite authors has been on a bit of a writing-hiatus lately, but fortunately for those of us who have been inspired by his writing, Author, John J. Fioravanti, has a new release coming out this year!  His first book of quotes, REFLECTIONS: INSPIRATIONAL QUOTES & INTERPRETATIONS, is the Grand Prize Winner of the 2020 RWISA SUPREME BOOK OF THE YEAR Award, so that means it is an excellent read!  I’ve no doubt, REFLECTIONS II will follow closely in its footsteps.

Because I love and live by profound quotes, I was honored to find that in John’s first REFLECTIONS, he reflected upon a couple of my personal quotes.  As I was reading through the book again the other day, one of his reflections resonated with me so loudly, that I just had to share it with you here. 

Here is Reflection # 31: 


“Trials and tribulations are but tiny roadblocks to a greater sense of who you are. They may delay your journey a bit, but they (if you don’t make them so), aren’t big enough to keep you from realizing the true greatness that resides within you.” 

~ Nonnie Jules

I have had the privilege of serving on the Governing Board of the Rave Reviews Book Club for several years. Although I am a senior member of this Board in age, I learned each day from Nonnie Jules who has become my friend and mentor. It should be no surprise that I often draw on her substantial collection of original quotes at Books By Nonnie.  (The quotes section of Books By Nonnie is unavailable at this time, as Nonnie is preparing for the release of her long-awaited collection of personal quotes).

I know from my own life experience and studies that the quest for understanding exactly who we are is universal. As a child and young teen, the question of “Who am I?” had the obvious answer. Leaving childhood behind, we find ourselves clothed with many assertions from family, friends and schoolmates about the kind of person we are perceived to be. Sometimes the descriptions are complimentary and other times, not. If I had a dollar for every time I heard the statement, “Nobody understands me”, I’d be a very rich man. It’s a given that there’s probably no one, except a few, or one very close friend, who can really understand us some of the time. This begs the question whether I understand myself.

In this quote, Jules warns us that life’s difficulties can serve as minor roadblocks to self-understanding. In the sense that these trials are distractions in our quest for clarity, I totally agree. Any situation that brings us physical, emotional or mental pain or stress will deflect our attention from the process of self-assessment and understanding. These trials will happen; there’s no way to avoid them, so the question becomes how we will deal with these challenges.

We cannot control the curves that life throws at us. We can approach routine bumps in the road as major catastrophes by blowing them way out of proportion, and giving them life and unwarranted power. Alternatively, we can approach them with a healthy perspective, maintain our focus, and dispatch these issues as successfully as possible. When we look at a challenge confronting us, and hold it up to the canvas of our entire life, we gain perspective; we see it for the bump in the road that it is. Having established an accurate perspective, it is much easier to focus our effort and energy to deal with the challenge quickly and effectively.

The last part of the quote that resonated deeply within me is this, “… the true greatness that resides within you.”  How many of us reach adulthood with this realization? I did not. I never saw myself as great at anything – which is not to say that I lived my adult life putting myself down. Not at all, but greatness? Within me? After serious thought, I realized that Jules is on target. I may not be great at anything in particular, but I am a unique person and I like myself. The fact that I’m dedicated to helping others, and growing as a person, denotes a sense of greatness within.

How do you grow as a person? I could talk about introspection, self-questioning, self-assessment and all the other aspects of this process, but I’d rather focus on the one that my mentor emphasizes daily – with regard to both herself and others – honesty. Do I make up excuses for my flaws or failures, or do I accept what is, and own it? There’s an old expression, a leopard can’t change its spots, that applies here. The cartoon character, Popeye, exclaimed it in every episode, “I am what I am, and that’s all that I am!” When I arrive at this point, I can choose to be complacent and not bother to do the work to improve, or I can dedicate my energies to becoming the best leopard, sailor, writer or person that I can become. The courage to choose that dedicated way of life is the lamp that shines on our inner greatness.


Reflections by John Fioravanti


What do YOU think?

Does this question engage you or take you out of your comfort zone? Does it put you on the spot? REFLECTIONS is award-winning author and former educator John Fioravanti’s answer.

Offering his interpretations of fifty quotes by contemporary and ancient thinkers alike, John dives deep below the surface of words and explores the deeper meanings that shape his view of the world.

Deeply personal and presented in a self-effacing manner, these self-aware reflections will encourage you to dig deep within yourself and to discover more about the underlying truths that guide you.

Without trumpets or fanfare of any kind, John Fioravanti aspires to inspire you!

About the Author…

John F.

To learn more about John, please visit his RRBC Author Page!

Twitter:  @JohnJFioravanti

As a very special treat, please visit FIORA BOOKS BY JOHN FIORAVANTI to sample ONE free reflection and interpretation from the upcoming REFLECTIONS II!  I assure you, it’s just as amazing and inspiring as this one and will whet your appetite for what’s to come!  (UPDATE:  At the time of this posting, John’s post was not yet LIVE.  Please be sure to check back so that you don’t miss the treat that awaits you on his blog today!)

Thank you for dropping by to support John’s upcoming release.  Please be sure to snag a copy of the original REFLECTIONS, on Amazon now for only $2.99 and as a FREE read on Kindle Unlimited!

I’d also like to ask that you leave John a comment below and LIKE the post before leaving for your chance to win a $5 Amazon Gift Card!  It would be great if you’d also tweet and Share the page to your social media platforms!

Until next time…

Welcome to Day 1 of the #RRBC “SPOTLIGHT” Author Blog Tour for @bakeandwrite! @RRBC_Org @nonniejules #Poetry

Hello, Friends!

As poetry is my first love, I am so excited to open up RRBC’s March “SPOTLIGHT” Author blog tour for member, Robbie Cheadle! Robbie will be sharing her love of poetry with us today via her book, OPEN A NEW DOOR: A COLLECTION OF POEMS.

Robbie, welcome to Watch “Nonnie” Write! although today, we’re going to watch you! Take it away!

In the author’s own words…

I like simple poetry that shares a powerful message. I also like poetry that rhymes.

I have heard that poetry editors hate rhyming poetry, and that rhyme has become a sore subject in our modern world. My understanding for this dislike is that people believe that serious subjects cannot be tackled using rhyme because poets make their poems to frilly and nursery rhyme like.

I like rhyming verse and it is my ‘go to’ from of poetry. I hope that the topics of most of my rhyming verse poems are sufficiently emotional and series for them not to be considered frivolous.

The following poem, called The Beggar’s Child, is a rhyming verse poem in the scheme A, B, C, B.

The Beggar’s Child

At the traffic light she stands

on her back, a small boy,

his eyes round; deep black

in a wizened face, bereft of joy.

What thoughts cross his mind?

As he observes in his childish way,

the endless traffic that passes by;

throughout each and every long day.

Their well-fed occupants flash by

their faces just at his line of sight,

what feelings in him are aroused?

As they ignore his desperate plight.

Does it make him feel invisible?

Unwelcome in this troublesome life,

does it develop into feelings of despair?

As their complacency cuts like a knife.

The cards he has been dealt,

provide few opportunities to improve and learn,

how frustrating to watch the world pass by

knowing it will never be your turn.

If we want to see real change and difference

we must start to recognise and right,

the casualties of poverty and indifference

even if our individual contribution is slight.

About The Beggar’s Child

When I wrote this poem in 2017, there are several beggars who I passed every day on my route to the office. I gave them tins of food at least once a week. I have always preferred to give consistently to certain people as I think it has a more cumulative effect, albeit small, on their daily lives. One lady had a small baby strapped to her back in the traditional African way. Her little boy’s sad eyes and wizened face inspired this poem. They disappeared one day, and I never found out what happened to them.


Open A New Door by Robbie Cheadle


Open a New Door is a poetic peep into the life of the poet, Robbie Cheadle and her co-author, both of whom live in South Africa.

The book is divided into four categories: God bless Africa, God bless my family and friends, God bless me and God bless corporates and work. Each part is sub-divided into the good, the bad and the ugly of the two poets’ experiences, presented in rhyming verse, free-style, haiku and tanka, in each of these categories and include colourful depictions of their thoughts and emotions.

The purpose of this book of poetry is encapsulated in the following tanka and haiku poems:
What drives me to write?
To share my innermost thoughts
The answer is clear
It’s my personal attempt
To make some sense of this world.

Inspiration blossoms
Like the unfurling petals
Of the Desert Rose

About the author…

Robbie Cheadle

Roberta Eaton Cheadle has published nine children’s books under the name of Robbie Cheadle. She has branched into writing for adults and young adults and, in order to clearly separate her children’s books from her adult books, is writing for older readers under the name Roberta Eaton Cheadle. Roberta Eaton Cheadle has published two novels for YA and adult readers and has contributed to seven anthologies.




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How The Professionals Handle Negative Book Reviews #RRBC @RRBC_Org @RRBC_RWISA @Tweets4RWISA


If you follow my blogs, you should know by now that when I post, there will always be a lesson to be gleaned from each post.  This one will be no different.  By now you should also know that I don’t sugarcoat things.  I’ll leave that to those who don’t know how to appreciate a world of truths. 

We’ve all been there … on the dirty end of a negative book review. And although negative book reviews cut some deeper than others, they all leave us with a special feeling – the need for a good cry, or they might even give us a hearty chuckle.  That’s if you don’t feel that reviews “define” you, which clearly they do for some.

RRBC was founded almost 10 years ago because of a strong need for a place to go and get truly honest reviews of your books;  a place where the…

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Welcome to the final day of the RWISA REVOLUTION BLOG TOUR! And today our guest is … ME! Thanks for supporting!


Welcome to Day 9 and the conclusion of the RWISA “REVOLUTION” Blog Tour!  We’d like to introduce you to an amazingly supportive RWISA member, Author, Nonnie Jules, who is also the Founder of RRBC &RWISA.  Take a peek at her writing below…


I’d like to begin by thanking two of my fellowRWISAAuthors who were also on this tour, Joy Nwosu Lo-Bamijoko and Linnea Tanner, who both had the courage to write about, or reference the ills of our world, that many would like to keep deeply hidden.  I speak of hatred and systemic racism.  Again, thank you both for your courage to write with such substance and I hope that it is still resonating with all who read both of your pieces.  I am honored that your words are a continual ring…

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