Now I know what the Femme Fantastik is really about. Boobs! Yes, I said it. Cleavage. I felt like the stepchild in this bunch of fabulous, amazing, down right beautiful women. I had the wonderful opportunity of joining them as a guest Femme at the Kindred Spirits Bookclub luncheon in Los Angeles this past Saturday and I must say Lori, Nina, and Carmen are doing the dang thang, spreading the word about their many best-selling novels and giving inspiration, advice and heart warming stories. Although when Lori read an excerpt from her short story in the Best Black Woman’s Erotica there was a lot of other warming going on too. Sizzling hot, and she’s such a nice girl, who would’ve thunk it. Now I know what to expect from her newest novel, Weapons of Mass Seduction…lots and lots of pelvis bumping though she calls it sensuality, umm humm.
As for Nina, she read from her latest novel Just Short of Crazy, giving a taste of why she’s become the queen of fierce, fabulous, female heroines who know how to take a man to the mat. Tae Kwan do, get your mind out of the gutter. That’s one way to make him behave. Her next book is called No One Needs A Husband Seven Days A Week, okay, to the mat with you.
My turn, taking my limit of ten-to-fifteen minutes to speak literally. I brought a typed excerpt from my new book Nappily Married, but Carmen yelled at me, so I winged it. No one knows how scary it is at a podium with all eyes fixed on you until you’re the one standing there. I looked out and saw the kindest most receptive group of women, and a few menfolk sprinkled about and let loose knowing I was safe to speak my mind. Hair matters, my favorite topic, and now boobs. Yes, I have a few anger issues. Nina suggested a good plastic surgeon although hers are au naturel. How bout, I just write about it. Boob Envy: Making Lemonade From Undersized Limes. Yeah, that’s it, small double A’s of the world unite.
Carmen, with twenty novels under her belt, she’s telling it like it is. Get off your butts and fulfill your dreams, stop your whining and make life happen, don’t let it happen to you! Yep, I feel you girl. She’d planned to read from her newest novel, What A Fool Believes, but the one copy she had went missing. Carmen got back to the table and saw Reshonda had been reading the novel innocently not knowing she was holding Carmen’s only copy. That was funny, no really, Carmen had steam coming out her ears and if evil eyes had exacting Laser rays, Reshonda would’ve been a puff of smoke.
Last but not least was Reshonda Tate Billingsley, also a guest Femme but girlfriend fit right in with the Femme Fantastik. Nice boobs. Dressed to the nines she flashed her gorgeous smile and put it on the audience and left them bowled over with laughter reading from, Help, I’ve Turned Into My Mother. No one left there without ordering a copy.
I must say, if I get another call from the Femme Fantastiks, I won’t hesitate to drive, fly, or dare I say walk the distance, because I came away feeling high on life, assured that you get what you give and while things may not be easy, one thing is for sure, I AM FANTASTIK! What a day with some amazing writers, innovators, and all around kind enriching spirits.
Thank you, ladies. I had a ball.
