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WHEN LOVE ISN’T ENOUGH – Update

Well, here we are, late-October, and I’m sure more than a few of you are wondering where the book is, lol. I can assure you, we are almost there. The post-typeset proofread is almost complete, and then we will commence printing. I have to say, it doesn’t quite feel real yet. Actually today, I stumbled upon the WHEN LOVE ISN’T ENOUGH fan page on facebook, that my partner Omar created. It was pretty surreal, cause, wow, that’s MY book. And it has fans! (lol) What can I say, it’s a cool feeling. πŸ™‚

So yes, life is about to get pretty crazy, even crazier than it already is. Let’s recap. I recently received a promotion at my day job, which comes with a whole new set of duties and responsibilities; I’ve taken on a freelance editing project with a Nov 12 deadline; I have to publish, then promote my upcoming novel, which will require interviews, hustling, and a whole lot of time on facebook πŸ˜‰ ; trips to Vegas and DC have been scheduled in the next two weeks (and just returned from Toronto); and oh yeah, the holidays are around the corner! Man, it is about to get reaaaal interesting up in here.

A normal person might crack under such enormous (albeit self-imposed) pressure, but I am a CAPRICORN woman, and quite frankly, this is what we do. We juggle. We hold it down. We take care of business. We get it done. I have never shied away from hard work, and I’m not about to start now. My to-do list should be afraid, very afraid… πŸ˜‰

PS: For those of you who were curious about which cover won the WHEN LOVE ISN’T ENOUGH cover contest, it was the yellow cover by an overwhelming margin. Thank you to everyone who voted–the people have spoken!

Help Us Choose the Cover for WHEN LOVE ISN’T ENOUGH!

Loyal readers, we are in the final stages of pre-production for my upcoming novel, WHEN LOVE ISN’T ENOUGH, and we need your help! We have two potential covers for the novel, but can’t decide which to use. This is where YOU come in!

Of these two covers, which do you prefer? Cover A (yellow shawl) or Cover B (red shawl)?

COVER A

or

COVER B

Leave your answers in the comments section. Thank you!

Back on the Grind

Well, “summer” is definitely over. The school year is about to start (which means things are ramping up at my day job), and TPC is about to launch ANOTHER book. Once again I find myself flanked with deadlines, overcommitted, and wondering how in the world I’m going to squeeze it all in and still manage to get 6 hours of sleep a night.

At the very top of the ‘To-Do’ List is the pre-production for my debut novel, WHEN LOVE ISN’T ENOUGH, which is scheduled for an October release. The pressure is officially on for me to power through the typesetting so we can proof and get to printing. Even though James and I made a pact this summer that there would be no more TPC after 11pm, I see several long, late nights ahead, burning the midnight oil, as I struggle to get this book to press.

I’ve been here before. The months leading up to the release of SELLOUT were some of my most stressful months in my adult life. Overextended would be an understatement, but I pushed through and got it done. But I’m trying to do things differently this time around. I need to find a better balance between work and life. I want to enjoy the fruits of my labor, which I can’t do if I’m burned out and exhausted all the time.

So here is my promise to myself as I enter this next stretch of insanity: I am going to work very hard, but still go to bed at reasonable hour. I am going to be kind to myself (and my partner). I am going to make time for exercise and remember to eat breakfast. πŸ™‚ I am going to cut myself some slack if I happen to miss a deadline. And most importantly, I’m going to remember that I am human, not some superhero…

Wish me luck!

REVIEW: Takers

Before I launch into my review of the movie, I should probably state my bias. I have been looking forward to the release of this movie all summer, as it contains two of the five men on my “Gimme List”, T.I. and the impossibly hot Idris Elba. That said, I would have been standing in line on opening weekend even if the pre-release buzz had been wack. But, I’m happy to report that TAKERS provided me with an afternoon of solid entertainment, well worth the price of admission.

Don’t get me wrong, TAKERS is definitely a sausage-fest (in fact, there was only one female character in the ENTIRE movie if I’m not mistaken). Luckily for me, I like sausage. πŸ˜‰ TAKERS covers all the classic testosterone-driven themes–greed, arrogance, revenge, etc. with lots of shootouts and spectacular explosions. The action was non-stop, the ensemble cast was solid (nice to see Matt Dillon still getting work, lol), and everybody did their job beautifully, (even Chris Brown, who I must say was perfectly cast). Chris had a very stunt-intensive role, which he really pulled off, and for those of us who haven’t quite forgiven him for beating on poor Rihanna, I must say it was very satisfying to see him getting beat up, banged up, and hit by cars (not once, but twice!).

T.I. was COLD as the movie’s villian, and he did the damn thing. However, I had to agree with James’ post-flick comment that it would have been awesome to see Tupac play the role of Ghost. Pac would have killed it.

Granted, there are some things I would have done differently. I found the violin music during the closing gun battle incredibly cheesy, and I felt the treatment of that sole female character to be disturbingly misogynistic (guess she didn’t have his back, right?). However, the stunts were great, the eye-candy was top notch, and hello, Idris Elba in silk boxers?! Ladies, really, isn’t that all the incentive you need right there?

All and all, while not quite on the level of Scorsese’s The Departed, in my opinion it was definitely better than the Ocean’s Eleven films. (It reminded me a lot of Armageddon, actually). A really fun film, which I plan to see again. Please do your part to support black film/actors/producers at the box office — demonstrating demand for films like this will help ensure more of them get made πŸ™‚

Family, Extended…

One of the best parts of this summer (in addition to being on the road, which I absolutely LOVE), was getting to visit with members of James’ family. It started with the Garrard-Register Family Reunion in Thomasville, GA, where fambam came from far and wide for the biannual reunion, to catch up and reconnect. This was the second Garrard-Register reunion I’ve attended with James, and I enjoyed visiting with Fam I met last time, along with meeting new folks. They also showed TPC lots of love by picking up copies of James’ book, which is always wonderful. And the food! There is nothing, NOTHING like a family reunion-sized cookout — best BBQ I’ve ever had the pleasure of consuming, hands down.

Some serious BBQ at the Garrard-Register Family Reunion

After the reunion, we headed out to Jacksonville, Florida for a lovely four-day visit with James’ cousin Imani. I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, I LOVE cousin Imani. I swear, we are like sisters separated at birth, and we did some major bonding. I definitely plan to make visits to Casa Imani (aka 1814) an annual thing. πŸ™‚

On our return trip to Atlanta, we were hosted by Imani’s mother, Cousin Ernestine, who made us feel SUPER welcome. Our visit to her place in Stone Mountain, GA was wonderful. In addition to getting more acquainted with this branch of the family tree, we were treated to some amazing home cooking and good ole southern hospitality. Continue reading

Funky Astrology…

Most of you would probably agree that these have been a crazy past couple of weeks. Have you experienced sudden and unexpected change(s)? Have you seen the end of a life stage, and beginning of a new one? Have you been arguing with loved ones, or struck by a series of obstacles or frustrations that make you feel like the Universe is conspiring against you? If you answered yes to any of these questions, I can assure you that you are not alone. We have ALL been going “through it.” And the culprit, if you choose to believe in such things, is some really funky astrology going on in the skies.

First up, we had two Eclipses in Cancer and Capricorn on June 26th and July 11th. Eclipses tend to bring unexpected events and force confrontations – the goal being to β€œunstick” you if you are stuck or stagnating. The harder you cling to an inappropriate pattern/person/activity, the more powerful the Eclipses punch to get you moving on to a better place.

I highly recommend reading what Susan Miller has to say about Eclipses. You may find it rather illuminating. I attribute most of the recent craziness to these eclipses, especially if your are a Cancer or Capricorn.

To compound the Eclipse energy, we’ve also had to deal with a Cardinal Cross on August 6-7. A Cardinal Cross is basically when the planets in the sky face off in a series of squares and oppositions. According to Susan Miller:

“What is happening on August 6 and 7 is something we have never seen in our lifetimes and will probably not see happen again…
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I Heart Florida…

Well after months of hustlin’, grindin’ and sleep deprivation, I have finally carved out some space to rest. And boy does it feel amazing. I’m on day two of ultra self-indulgence mode, and I already feel like a brand new woman.

After leaving Atlanta last Friday, James and I headed down to Thomasville, Georgia to attend his biannual family reunion. While this was a great time, with some AMAZING food (I swear I’m going to gain 20 lbs before this trip through the South is done, lol), it wasn’t exactly what I’d consider downtime. But after we bid goodbye to the fam on Sunday and headed down to Florida, I could feel my excitement growing. Atlanta had been a James/TPC mission. Thomasville had been a James mission. But Florida, well Florida was going to be all about ME. I couldn’t wait.

We arrived in Jacksonville, Florida Sunday night, for our 4-day visit with James’ cousin Imani, who was gracious enough to host us. When she greeted us with homemade Fried Chicken and greens and I just knew this was going to be an awesome time.

Imani has a beautiful, spacious home and James and I had the whole west wing to ourselves. The most stressful decision I had to ponder was whether or not I wanted to lay out by her pool or hop in the car for a 10 minute ride to the beach. As inviting as her pool is, the beach won every time. πŸ™‚

My kind of vacation...
I’ve always been biased toward the Pacific Ocean, but I think I may have to reconsider that stance. The beaches in Jacksonville, Florida (and all along the Florida coast really) boast not only white sand, but clear blue water that is the PERFECT temperature for swimming. I absolutely love swimming in the ocean, but don’t really get to do it much in Santa Cruz cause the water is too cold. Well believe me when I say I took full advantage of the warm Atlantic waters, and spent several hours every day frolicking in the surf, reading on the beach, and working on my tan. I was in heaven. Wasn’t thinking about work, or TPC, or my to-do list–for three blissful days the hustle was firmly on pause. I’d almost forgotten what it felt like to exist in an obligation-free space…

Thank you Florida, for all you’ve done to take my mind off the craziness that is life. I will be back. πŸ™‚

On the Road… Again :-)

Well, I am in the midst of a travel-rich summer, but believe me, I’m not complaining πŸ™‚ Those who know me know that I am part-gypsy, and just LOVE to travel and be on the road. Most of my travels this summer are for “work”, as TPC promotes the release of our debut novel, SELLOUT by my better half, James W. Lewis. It’s not quite a “vacation”, since we’re hustlin’, sellin’, and schmoozing everywhere we go. But I’ve also managed to schedule in some off days in between events that I’m really looking forward to.

My meditation of late has been how to achieve more balance between my work commitments and my need for R & R. Starting my own business, while working a full-time job, doesn’t leave much time left for leisure. Shoot, I can barely find time to sleep these days. But what I’ve realized is that I’m no good to anyone if I’m burnt out and cranky. So I try to make sure I put the hustle on pause from time to time to take care of ME. This week we’re working the Black Pearls Chocolate Social and the Atlanta Black Book Expo, but in between we’re also going to attend a family reunion in Thomasville, GA, and spend some downtime visiting family in Jacksonville and Baltimore. It was so cold and gloomy when I left Santa Cruz, that I’m really looking forward to sunshine, white sand beaches, and some quality time with the ocean. Work hard, play hard! What a busy, but blessed, life I lead. πŸ™‚

TPC: Six Months Later

Hello everyone, and welcome to the newly-redesigned stephaniecasher.com! My life has been INSANE since last I wrote. Large amounts of change in a short period of time (I blame the Eclipses). Thankfully this time around, the changes have been mostly good, and the most significant amount of growth has been a result of my new publishing company, The Pantheon Collective (TPC).

It has been barely six months since James, Omar, and myself decided to go into business together. But today I write to you as co-owner of a publishing company with official LLC status that has just successfully published its first book (SELLOUT, by James W. Lewis). πŸ™‚ Things have been moving so fast, its barely sunk in, but everyone I talk to about it seems really impressed, so I must be doing something right. πŸ˜‰

The TPC3 just returned from the Black Writers Reunion and Conference in Atlanta, where we debuted SELLOUT to the masses. It was a great trip overall — not only did we work hard, but we played hard as well celebrating Omar’s 33rd birthday. Yes, much to celebrate indeed. With birthday dinner at Chops Lobster Bar followed by dancing and bottle service at Opera, good times were definitely had by all. I’m just thankful for the footage from our 5am Waffle House mission (which I have no recollection of filming, lol) to fill in some of those blanks. πŸ˜‰
Saturday morning (hungover on four hours of sleep!) I attended a workshop by Michelle Chester of EBM Professional Services on “How to Start You Own Editing Firm,” which was incredibly informative and inspiring. Watch out now–I’m about to have a day job, a hustle, AND a side hustle, LOL. Too much ambition for one gig, I guess. πŸ˜‰

So yes, my career in writing and publishing has taken off in unexpected ways, and when I’m not overwhelmed and exhausted, I am overcome with pride. I’ve always wanted to own my own business, be my own boss. The independence is every bit as satisfying and empowering as I imagined it would be…

For more on the trials and tribulations of the TPC3, please check us out at http://www.pantheoncollective.com.

Carving out some "Me" Time

For those of you who have been following the story unfolding at the TPC website, you’ll know that I’ve been working my pretty little tail off. Day and Night, Night and Day. Burnout does not even BEGIN to describe what I was feeling towards the end of March. It didn’t surprise me at all when my body called a ‘time-out’ and said, enough!

Thankfully, I had two great getaways lined up for early-April. The first getaway brought me out to VEGAS for Jordana’s Bachelorette. I would post pics, but they are way way too raunchy for the internet, LOL. But after I spent the weekend getting my party on with a group of awesomely fun girls (HI Jordi, Bree, Etana and Lilibeth!), I headed out to Sedona (aka my happy place), for some spiritual healing.


Oh Sedona… Man, if I learned one thing this past weekend, its that there is no problem in my life that Sedona can’t cure. I don’t exactly have a rational explanation for WHY this place affects me so powerfully, but it does. Sedona never fails to put life back into perspective, grounding the parts of me that feel out of control, balancing everything that is out of balance. For the first time in months I was able to truly relax, mind free from any and all worries. I connected with the stillness; bathed in the quiet. And emerged fully rested, energized, and ready to jump back into the craziness that is my life.