Monthly Archives: July 2013

Dona Marta’s Inchiladas

My sister’s ridiculously funny work about a 30-year old trying to juggle her 70-year old loan shark mom, her posse of leg-breaking biddies, a parade of jaw-dropping blind dates, all while trying to find a decent guy in a city of 8 million people and keeping her mother from making her ‘Inchiladas of Doom.’ Her writing will definitely make you laugh out loud!

This is a work in progress (so not yet completed), but can be read for free on!


Dona Marta's Inchiladas

A cover that I shot for a short story I’m working on for Wattpad. My sister, Wendy Nelson, has inspired me in so many ways and to be honest–its a bit of a humorous look at things.

What happens when you’re in your mid-thirties, single and your mom is one of the biggest, small-time crime bosses on the Lower East Side? Did I mention she’s a senior citizen with her own posse of dangerous old ladies that’ll crochet you a duvet and maybe break your fingers if you can’t pay the Vig on your loan? I invite you to read a little and you might just might get a good laugh 😉

Please note, its uploaded in installments and is NOT yet a completed work (July 31st, 2013)

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Book Review: Bad Company by Wendy Nelson

The latest review of Bad Company, my Teen Paranormal Fiction work, currently featured for free on! Bad Company is the first in a 7-part series that tackles each of the Seven Deadly Sins. The first book in the series revolves around the sin of “Lust,” while introducing us to Eliza, a 17-year old girl from New York City sent to live in a small Midwestern town where each of the sins are bought and sold for the price of an immortal soul. At the moment, I am working on the sequel, Bad Influence – Book of Wrath, which is scheduled for completion by the end of August 2013. Bad Company is available for purchase on Amazon and Barnes and Noble but you can read it for free on Wattpad where it is currently a featured title.

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Summary:  The paranormal horror Bad Company follows tenacious teen Eliza Taylor’s excommunication to her withered but secretive great, great (great, great?) aunt Celeste’s shop in Blackwater Missouri. Ordinary girl Eliza doesn’t just learn her lesson, she discovers a world of untapped sin and demonic contracture hidden behind the storefront facade.

Co-worker and roomie Dante is hot in all senses of the word, and Eliza finds him harder to befriend than cute guy Chase, who charms his way into her heart. Unfortunately for Chase, the Seven Deadly Sins are rife and free at the behest of demon Asher, and poor Chase swallows a heart-full of Lust.

Given that Eliza has trapped her violent and powerful aunt into the Monet painting(you really have to read it), it’s now Eliza’s duty to sort the sins from the souls. First on the list being Chase whom finds himself raging through women in…

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Through a Brooklyn Fence

Through a fence in Brooklyn, NY.

Through a fence in Brooklyn, NY.

My sister took this photo in Brooklyn, New York and sent it to me last week since it made her think of me. Her capture fills me with inspiration, awe and just a touch of sadness. Though I am far away from some of the most important people in my life, it’s these moments that make me feel like I am right there with them, or wish that I was.

Growing up in Brooklyn in the late 80’s and early 90’s was quite the experience. Thankfully I had a twin sister to help share in the craziness of a childhood surrounded by brownstones, Mets baseball, and a burgeoning Hip Hop scene. We moved to the borough when we were eight from the Lower East Side (Delancey Street) and it was like a whole other world. It seemed like every kid on our block already knew each other and it was difficult learning the ropes of life in a borough of the city. We’d only ever known Manhattan but at least we were in it together.

Now I have a twelve year old son who loves to watch repeats of Everybody Hates Chris on TeenNick. Bedstuy (Chris Rock’s old neighborhood) was similar to Bushwick (my old neighborhood) in a lot of ways — many of the jokes and running gags about the people Chris Rock grew up around makes me smile because I can totally relate. My son asks me if my childhood was anything like Chris Rock’s and I have to laugh at that. My mother was old country – super Spanish as they come. I tell my son what my mother used to always say: “America stopped at the front door.” Once you crossed over into my mom’s house, you were officially in her country. I guess in some ways it was a lot like Chris Rock’s childhood (anyone who’s seen Rochelle on the show knows what I mean!).

Rochelle (Chris' mother) on Everybody Hates Chris

Rochelle (Chris’ mother) on Everybody Hates Chris

Either way, this picture reminds me of a childhood spent reading on the stoop, playing in fire hydrants, eating icies, and going to watch movies in a theater that no longer exists today (though I have never had a better hot dog since). I miss my sister but these memories we share still inspire. I may be far from my hometown but Brooklyn (like sisters) stays in your heart forever.

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Sunset in New York


This is a photo my sister took of a sunset in New York City. Her capture fills me with such inspiration and nostalgia, all I want to do is jump on my keyboard and write! It’s as if I can’t seem to get these thoughts out of head and onto my word document fast enough. I live in a Midwestern city now, but most days it doesn’t inspire me the way my old hometown does.

My view is more open spaces and less concrete now, but every time I look at this, I remember what it’s like to be home. There is an energy in New York that cannot be found anywhere else on the planet. I am sure sunsets are breathtaking in New Mexico, California, Paris, and Australia (just to name a few places), but New York has a sunset all its own.

As the sun dips below tons of glass and concrete and the lights the city is known for beckon tourists and natives alike, the New York of my childhood comes to life – in my memory and in my imagination.

Nothing inspires me more.

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