Monday, December 22, 2014

Romantic Comedy Sale and Moist Turkey Tip for the Holidays!

Can daring adventures with a 
cynical adrenaline junkie help a daydreaming city girl find the courage to live life out loud?

My Award Winning 
Romantic Comedy
99 cents December 27!

Available Now on Amazon
Kindle and Paperback


Cover Illustrator & Designer




And now...
the hero and heroine of 
Miss Adventure, Jack and Lisa,
step out of the novel to discuss how to guarantee a 
Moist Turkey for the Holidays!

“I can't believe you actually cooked for your family on Thanksgiving!” Lisa squeals. “You are seriously the bravest person I know. Jumping out of planes is nothing compared to this!”

Jack laughs. “Lisa, it wasn't a big deal.”

“WHAT?!” Lisa demands. “Of course it's a big deal! Do you realize that if the turkey had come out DRY everyone in your family would be talking about it for the next FORTY YEARS? 'Oh, no. We have to go to great-great grandpa Jack's? Isn't he the one who made the dry turkey that one time?'”

“Lisa, I've cooked a turkey before. I just always cook it upside down. That way it never comes out dry. All the juices from the dark meat seep down into the white meat, and the whole thing comes out moist and succulent and delicious.” He kisses her on the nose. “Thus I am saved from family banishment.”

Lisa pushes him back, holding him at arm's length. “Wait. What? What do you mean you cook it upside down?”

Jack shrugs. “Just cook a turkey like you normally would, but put the turkey in the roasting pan breast side down. The whole thing cooks up so moist that when it's done, the leg bones just slide right out.”

“So...no drumsticks?”

“Right,” Jack confirms. “No drumsticks, because the meat is so moist they just fall apart.”

“Okay...” Lisa says, trying to wrap her head around the idea. “But if you cook it upside down then there's also no golden turkey glistening on the platter just waiting to be carved.”

“True,” Jack concedes. “If marching into the dining room carrying an amazing looking turkey on a platter is paramount to you, you will be disappointed. But, if you are up for carving the turkey in the kitchen and marching out with a platter of delectable turkey meat, then cook the bird upside down.”

Suddenly Lisa's eyes widen. “Oh no! What about the crisp, delicious turkey skin?”

“Relax,” Jack says, reaching out to touch a wayward lock of her hair. “It's still there, just not as much of the crispy stuff.”

Lisa eyes him suspiciously. “What about stuffing?”

“You can totally stuff the turkey. Hold the bird straight up as you stuff it. When you lay it in the pan breast side down, some stuffing will tumble out, which will turn out to be the crunchier stuffing. Or, you can use the skin flaps and tie it off or sew it up so some of the stuffing doesn't dribble out. Either way, when the turkey is done cooking, the stuffing in the bird will be there, also moist and delicious.”

Lisa shakes her head. “It can't be that easy to guarantee a moist turkey every time. You just cook it upside down? It can't be that easy.”

Jack smiles. “Most things are a lot easier when you stop worrying what your family will think of you and just look at things from a different perspective. In this case, upside down.”


Happy Holidays, Everyone!

I Welcome All Comments & Questions!







Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Cover Reveal and Tip for Moist Turkey!



My Award Winning 
Romantic Comedy
Relaunched!

Available Now on Amazon

NEW COVER

NEW TITLE

NEW AUTHOR NAME 

Cover Illustrator & Designer



Same book...different look

                                     
                                                                                                                   


                                                                                                                     Miss Adventure used to be...




And now...
the hero and heroine of 
Miss Adventure, Jack and Lisa,
step out of the novel to discuss how to guarantee a 
Moist Turkey on Thanksgiving!



“I can't believe you actually cooked for your family on Thanksgiving!” Lisa squeals. “You are seriously the bravest person I know. Jumping out of planes is nothing compared to this!”

Jack laughs. “Lisa, it wasn't a big deal.”

“WHAT?!” Lisa demands. “Of course it's a big deal! Do you realize that if the turkey had come out DRY everyone in your family would be talking about it for the next FORTY YEARS? 'Oh, no. We have to go to great-great grandpa Jack's? Isn't he the one who made the dry turkey that one time?'”

“Lisa, I've cooked a turkey before. I just always cook it upside down. That way it never comes out dry. All the juices from the dark meat seep down into the white meat, and the whole thing comes out moist and succulent and delicious.” He kisses her on the nose. “Thus I am saved from family banishment.”

Lisa pushes him back, holding him at arm's length. “Wait. What? What do you mean you cook it upside down?”

Jack shrugs. “Just cook a turkey like you normally would, but put the turkey in the roasting pan breast side down. The whole thing cooks up so moist that when it's done, the leg bones just slide right out.”

“So...no drumsticks?”

“Right,” Jack confirms. “No drumsticks, because the meat is so moist they just fall apart.”

“Okay...” Lisa says, trying to wrap her head around the idea. “But if you cook it upside down then there's also no golden turkey glistening on the platter just waiting to be carved.”

“True,” Jack concedes. “If marching into the dining room carrying an amazing looking turkey on a platter is paramount to you, you will be disappointed. But, if you are up for carving the turkey in the kitchen and marching out with a platter of delectable turkey meat, then cook the bird upside down.”

Suddenly Lisa's eyes widen. “Oh no! What about the crisp, delicious turkey skin?”

“Relax,” Jack says, reaching out to touch a wayward lock of her hair. “It's still there, just not as much of the crispy stuff.”

Lisa eyes him suspiciously. “What about stuffing?”

“You can totally stuff the turkey. Hold the bird straight up as you stuff it. When you lay it in the pan breast side down, some stuffing will tumble out, which will turn out to be the crunchier stuffing. Or, you can use the skin flaps and tie it off or sew it up so some of the stuffing doesn't dribble out. Either way, when the turkey is done cooking, the stuffing in the bird will be there, also moist and delicious.”

Lisa shakes her head. “It can't be that easy to guarantee a moist turkey every time. You just cook it upside down? It can't be that easy.”

Jack smiles. “Most things are a lot easier when you stop worrying what your family will think of you and just look at things from a different perspective. In this case, upside down.”


Happy Holidays, Everyone!

I Welcome All Comments & Questions!






Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Cover Reveal & Anti-Dry Turkey Tip!

My Award Winning Romantic Comedy 
Republished on Dec. 2

NEW COVER

NEW TITLE

NEW AUTHOR NAME 



Cover Illustrator & Designer



Same book...different look

                                       

                                                                                                                 Miss Adventure was formerly...




And now...
the hero and heroine of 
Miss Adventure, Jack and Lisa,
step out of the novel to discuss how one can guarantee a 
Succulently Moist Turkey
on Thanksgiving!



“I can't believe you actually cooked for your family on Thanksgiving!” Lisa squeals. “You are seriously the bravest person I know. Jumping out of planes is nothing compared to this!”

Jack laughs. “Lisa, it wasn't a big deal.”

“WHAT?!” Lisa demands. “Of course it's a big deal! Do you realize that if the turkey had come out DRY everyone in your family would be talking about it for the next FORTY YEARS? 'Oh, no. We have to go to great-great grandpa Jack's? Isn't he the one who made the dry turkey that one time?'”

“Lisa, I've cooked a turkey before. I just always cook it upside down. That way it never comes out dry. All the juices from the dark meat seep down into the white meat, and the whole thing comes out moist and succulent and delicious.” He kisses her on the nose. “Thus I am saved from family banishment.”

Lisa pushes him back, holding him at arm's length. “Wait. What? What do you mean you cook it upside down?”

Jack shrugs. “Just cook a turkey like you normally would, but put the turkey in the roasting pan breast side down. The whole thing cooks up so moist that when it's done, the leg bones just slide right out.”

“So...no drumsticks?”

“Right,” Jack confirms. “No drumsticks, because the meat is so moist they just fall apart.”

“Okay...” Lisa says, trying to wrap her head around the idea. “But if you cook it upside down then there's also no golden turkey glistening on the platter just waiting to be carved.”

“True,” Jack concedes. “If marching into the dining room carrying an amazing looking turkey on a platter is paramount to you, you will be disappointed. But, if you are up for carving the turkey in the kitchen and marching out with a platter of delectable turkey meat, then cook the bird upside down.”

Suddenly Lisa's eyes widen. “Oh no! What about the crisp, delicious turkey skin?”

“Relax,” Jack says, reaching out to touch a wayward lock of her hair. “It's still there, just not as much of the crispy stuff.”

Lisa eyes him suspiciously. “What about stuffing?”

“You can totally stuff the turkey. Hold the bird straight up as you stuff it. When you lay it in the pan breast side down, some stuffing will tumble out, which will turn out to be the crunchier stuffing. Or, you can use the skin flaps and tie it off or sew it up so some of the stuffing doesn't dribble out. Either way, when the turkey is done cooking, the stuffing in the bird will be there, also moist and delicious.”

Lisa shakes her head. “It can't be that easy to guarantee a moist turkey every time. You just cook it upside down? It can't be that easy.”

Jack smiles. “Most things are a lot easier when you stop worrying what your family will think of you and just look at things from a different perspective. In this case, upside down.”


Happy Holidays, Everyone!

I Welcome All Comments & Questions!





Monday, July 28, 2014

Cosmopolitan Chick Lit Box Set - 99 cents!

My debut novel is now part of an International Box Set of Three Romantic Comedies!
Fancy getting away from it all this summer? The chick lit tour bus is about to depart! Calling at:


* Los Angeles, USA, to stumble into some outdoor adventures in She Likes It Tough by Geralyn Corcillo
* Sydney, Australia for a harbour tour and a trip to the beach in Mr. Right and Other Mongrels by Monique McDonell
* London, England to enjoy Pimms, strawberries and cream and, of course, tennis in After Wimbledon by Jennifer Gilby Roberts.

Of course, it's not all about the scenery! There's plenty of time for falling in love, tackling some big challenges and finding the courage to go after what you want. Our three tour guides are pretty tough women - even if they don't know it themselves. So come enjoy the ride while they deal with mothers, media, and men in this international chick lit boxed set.











Friday, May 9, 2014

Sweet, Soothing...with a Surprise Twist!


To Love Twice...Mrmmrrh!


by Heather McCoubrey

You know the feeling...after a long, tough day, you just want to sink into a hot, sudsy bath, sipping an icy drink and popping chocolates into your mouth, letting them melt on your tongue. Mmmrrh...such is the delectable, relaxing feeling you get reading To Love Twice by Heather McCoubrey. Kate Walker lives through strife and tragedy, staying strong and resilient for the sake of her new-born daughter. Five years later, life is good but challenging - Kate kicks butt at her demanding, yet rewarding, job as she works to make a happy home for herself and her daughter Mary. Life has settled down...but is that all there is? Kate has decided to be satisfied with creating happiness for others.


In walks Edward.


Does Edward fly in on a vine, saving Kate from certain death? No. Does Edward spy her across a chandelier-spangled ballroom and sweep her across the dance floor? No. Does Edward come riding up on a stallion through the fog? No.


Edward is a nice guy. And McCoubrey makes that just so damn irresistible. McCoubrey has already so vividly fleshed out Kate's character that when Edward appears, it is crystal clear just how much Kate needs...him.



But wait. It gets better!



Edward is fantasy fulfillment for Kate, yes. But even better? Kate is exactly what Edward craves in his life...a secret life that McCoubrey reveals layer by layer.



Throughout the book, McCoubrey uses metaphors of delectable food to echo the development of the relationship. The pair eat dinner together quite a bit, snatching whatever time together they can in their busy, disparate lives, and their dinners are amazing and so beautifully described. And that is how their bond develops – as the time out of their lives, delicious moments when they can just savor one another...Their love comes softly, but it is impossible not to want this happiness for them both.



Then...BAM!!!



The surprise twist at the end is PERFECT! Tense, suspenseful, deeply engaging...and even though it is a surprise, it is grounded in the story so artfully. You never see it coming, but once it does, it all makes perfect sense. McCoubrey gets daring with her choices at the end, and it WORKS!




To Love Twice is a sweet, soothing read. It is emotionally compelling and relaxing for the soul. Mmmrrh...


✭✭✭✭✭

After enjoying To Love Twice, I got in touch with Heather, and we soon became author buddies, celebrating each other's triumphs, commiserating over disappointments, venting our frustrations, and giggling over shared delight. And I so enjoy Heather's blog - she helps me relax with her musings on life and inspires me to find balance and time to write in my hectic life as an indie author!



And yes, I'll admit it, Heather is a Patriots fan - - - a Patriots fan!!! I, as you know, am a die hard fan of The New York Giants, but still, we like each other :) A lot more than Tom Brady likes Eli Manning, that's for sure! And guess what? Heather and I both have Pennsylvania in common! I grew up there, and Heather lives there now her husband, two children, Rex the chihuahua, and Fatty the goldfish.

But you don't have to go all the way to Pennsylvania!
You can find Heather McCoubrey on:



I cannot wait for Heather's next novel, Back to December! After surviving an abusive childhood, Anna Blackhurst is finally ready to tentatively step into life, and into the world of Cooper Reed. But when her mother is in a terrible accident, Anna feels herself getting sucked back into the nightmare relationship that defined her childhood. Cooper is there for her, but is Anna strong enough to feel worthy of his love? Will she ever break free from the chains of torment that have been holding her down her whole life? Anna has to find the courage to love herself if she and Cooper are to have any chance of loving each other. 



Heather McCoubrey's June Release...



Thursday, May 1, 2014

Release Date: May 1st!


Red the Were Hunter
by Rebekah R. Ganiere


Red The WereHunter won 2nd Place in the 
Hook, Line and Sinker Contest and is a current finalist in the Great Beginnings Contest.


The epic story begins...

Another girl had been taken. One moment the small village of Volkzene was silent, with Redlynn drifting off to sleep to the rhythmical sounds of her clock ticking; the next a scream pierced the night.

Redlynn leapt from her bed, grabbed her sword, and tore out to the street. People in their nightclothes, brandishing torches and lanterns, filled the village center.

“Where are they?” she called at the nearest neighbor.

“Cantrel's.” The woman ran for the safety of her home.

Anya! Redlynn sprinted toward the south edge of the village. Her best friend was on guard alone at the Cantrel's hut. Breathing hard, the cold night wind whipped her wavy, red hair into her face and raised goose bumps on her skin. The sound of her blood pumping in her ears drowned out the buzz of the village folk.

“Anya,” she screamed. “Anya, where are you?”

Redlynn charged through the crowd gathered outside the hut. “Move,” she yelled. The other members of the Sisterhood and villagers backed away at the sight of her.

The smell of blood hit her. She stepped over the threshold, the horror slapping her with force. Her heart faltered and a cry escaped her lips.

“No-o-o-o!” she screamed. “Anya!”

Anya's mangled body lay sprawled on the floor, her bow still clutched in her fingers. Redlynn's mind numbed, unable to process the scene. She spun slowly on the spot. An arrow stuck in the wall next to the door. Bits of wood were strewn about from the smashed kitchen table. Coals tumbled from the fire, and little more than charred cinders remained of the curtains. A pail of water lay discarded nearby. The Cantrels huddled on their bed in the adjoining room, Mrs. Cantrel sobbed into her husband's chest.

“Sasha, my Sasha,” Mrs. Cantrel moaned.

Anger and despair ripped through Redlynn's gut. Her sword hit the floor with a clatter and she collapsed to her knees, gathering her best friend's bloody body in her arms. She sucked in large gasps of air, tears streaming down her cheeks. The very last of my loved ones.

Anya stared blankly into the night, her eyes transfixed and cloudy. Redlynn stroked her hair and tried in vain to piece the skin together on Anya's neck and torso. At just nineteen, Anya had been through so much in her short life. Too much, and now it was over. Sadness gave way to anger, and bile scorched her throat.

“This is your fault,” Mrs. Cantrel screeched, pointing at Redlynn. “Where were you? You were supposed to stand guard with Anya.”

Redlynn swallowed the angry words she wanted to say. “I'll find Sasha,” she promised the teary-eyed mother.

“Find her? Those beasts have probably already torn her to bits. You're the protector, and where were you? Asleep. To let my Sasha be taken, and poor Anya to be murdered. If you can’t even do the one thing we've kept you around for, what good are you?”

The desperate, passionate tale of one huntress - her quest and her destiny. And how worlds and hearts collide and shatter when she pursues both...

Redlynn of Volkzene, member of the Sisterhood of Red, is heartbroken to discover another girl kidnapped and her best friend slain by werewolves. Defying the head of her order, she sets out to kill the beast she believes responsible. The King of the Weres-- But there are worse things in Wolvenglen Forest than the wolves.

Adrian, reluctant heir to the throne of Wolvenglen, and his band of wolf brothers are bound to protect the humans; especially the Sisterhood. Finding Redlynn unconscious in his woods, awakens in him a passion he's never before experienced and a protective instinct that has him ready to turn on his own men. Problem is, a female is the last thing Adrian needs complicating his life.

But all is not as it seems in Wolvenglen Forest and to save the missing girls before time runs out, Redlynn and Adrian must move past their inner demons and learn to trust each other. In the search for vengeance however, sometimes you must give up what you desire most.

What if you were the key to an ancient prophecy that would begin to heal your lands, but fulfilling your destiny meant you had to turn your back on everything you'd been taught to believe in?

When I read this book...


Red the Were Hunter is a twist on a twist of an age-old fairy tale.  Red is no little girl in the woods, but a fiery huntress hell bent on avenging her beloved friend and slaying the king of the Weres. Adrian is no vicious girl-eater, but a prince and protector. But this book is not the non-stop, adrenaline-infused bloodbath you might expect. Because despite the hunting instincts of both leads and the visceral animal attraction between the two, this book focuses more on the very real and very vulnerable sides of Red and Adrian. Notice how the book begins - with Redlynn experiencing loss, frustration, and grief. As the story progresses, Redlynn deals with injury and debilitating fever, giving her character time to weigh, question, fall (in love maybe? So fast? With a dark and mysterious man she just met?) and grow impatient enough to charge headlong into danger. Adrian is a tortured soul, contemplating his destiny, every choice he makes, and what it will mean to his people. These two will not only have to fight their foes in the forest, but battle their own demons and doubts if there is any hope for their future, and the future of their people.

Red the Were Hunter is an delightful read. Though epic and mystic, and couched enough in an old-fashioned setting to have the characters wearing "breeches" and drinking "mead," they speak in everyday language, making the story accessible and easy to jump right into.

This is a compelling story not only exploring battles, betrayals, passion, and pain, but following Redlynn on her journey to either accept of reject her destiny - a destiny that is just one part of books to come involving other realms of the supernatural Fairelle. 

In the mood for werewolves, epic prophesies, and two tortured heroes trying to do the right thing? Check out Red the Were Hunter by Rebekah R. Ganiere. 

A little something about Rebekah R. Ganiere... 

Rebekah is an award winning author. Her first novel Dead Awakenings, debuted in January 2014. Red the Were Hunter, the first in her Farielle Series, is now available. Her trilogy The Society
will be released in early 2015 by Kensington's Lyrical Press. Rebekah is the VP of Communications of the RWA FFP Chapter as well as a member of her local Los Angeles and Orange County Chapters. In her spare time when she isn't writing you can find her moderating on Savvy Authors.com and in her local SCV Writers group, or hanging out with her husband, four children and dog, rabbit, two bearded dragons, three tortoises and a handful of fish. The escaped snake has yet to be found. 

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Author Heather McCoubrey in the House!

Hot on the heels of her debut novel To Love Twice, author of stirring romance Heather McCoubrey will release her next novel Back to December this June!

And just to whet your appetite...



Can Anna escape the claws of her soul-crushing past so she can claim her life as her own and seize the happiness that could be hers?


Heather McCoubrey first caught my interest with her debut novel To Love Twice. In this poignant and mesmerising tale, Kate goes to London and takes a chance on love with the dashing Edward Kent. But can her whirlwind romance sweep away the echoes of a tragic past? And will she allow herself to fall, daring to love again...



Reviews of To Love Twice:

First book I've ever read completely through! It was awesome. I laughed, I cried, I found some really good points. I loved the romance. Just might read it again!” –Jillian Hucks

I thoroughly enjoyed reading this book. Readers who just want a steamy romance will be disappointed... No smut here...but plenty of romance and great character development. I laughed, I cried, I was genuinely surprised a few times and skipped sleep to finish reading and get to the happy ending. I wish it were longer! I am not ready to say goodbye to Kate and Edward.” –Kindle Customer “CharmedGirl”

I'd recommend this book to anyone. I'm not one for romances but this book had me hooked. And the crazy twist at the end, I couldn't put it down.” –Tiffany Clark

I'm not normally a fan of romances but this was good and kept my interest… the ending was Awesome. Great snowy day read!!” –Bonnie G

This story was very unexpected. The plot was great, the characters were real, and the ending was surprising. I never saw it coming. Kate is so strong to have gone through all she did to find love again. Heather, I look forward to your next novel. You have a new fan!” –Ann

After enjoying To Love Twice, I got in touch with Heather, and we soon became author buddies, celebrating each other's triumphs, commiserating over disappointments, venting our frustrations, and giggling over shared delight. And I so enjoy Heather's blog - she helps me relax with her musings on life and inspires me to find balance and time to write in my hectic life as an indie author!




And yes, I'll admit it, Heather is a Patriots fan - - - a Patriots fan!!! I, as you know, am a die hard fan of The New York Giants, but still, we like each other :) A lot more than Tom Brady likes Eli Manning, that's for sure! And guess what? Heather and I both have Pennsylvania in common! I grew up there, and Heather lives there now her husband, two children, Rex the chihuahua, and Fatty the goldfish.

But you don't have to go all the way to Pennsylvania!
You can find Heather McCoubrey on:


I cannot wait for Heather's next novel, Back to December! After surviving an abusive childhood, Anna Blackhurst is finally ready to tentatively step into life, and into the world of Cooper Reed. But when her mother is in a terrible accident, Anna feels herself getting sucked back into the nightmare relationship that defined her childhood. Cooper is there for her, but is Anna strong enough to feel worthy of his love? Will she ever break free from the chains of torment that have been holding her down her whole life? Anna has to find the courage to love herself if she and Cooper are to have any chance of loving each other. 

Put Back to December on your To-Read Shelf on Goodreads
And let the anticipation begin


Monday, April 7, 2014

Authors - Get Free Promo on My Blog Tour by Commenting!

My #RomCom debut novel She Likes It Rough and I are taking the show on the road fresh off winning Best Humor Book 0f 2013 and Best Indie Book of 2013 from Rebecca's Reads Choice Awards. We will be touring from April 7 thru April 18 and I would LOVE for readers, bloggers, and authors alike to drop by and share insights, quips, or smartass remarks. Or just drop on by to say Hi!The beauty of blogging is, of course, connecting with people who love books or gossip or different takes on this crazy world. But connection is a two way street, and I connect back. Mmmrrh. Readers, comment and I will comment back and we can engage in some lively banter, plus I'd love to field any questions you have. Bloggers and authors, comment and I will comment back promo-ing your  most recent book or blog. Plus banter, too :)

Don't believe me? Check out a guest post I did on the super fun blog More Cowbell this weekend. Especially checkout all the comments and promo! Or check out the comments and the promo of others I did on my feature on the award-winning book site Indies Unlimited last week.


Hope to see you on tour!!

Sincerely, GVR Corcillo

Thursday, March 13, 2014

Hacked on Twitter! Here's How It Happened

All you have to do is exercise reasonable precautions.”
DI Lestrade, Sherlock: A Study in Pink, written by Steven Moffat and Mark Gatiss

DI Lestrade would be shaking his head at me. Sherlock would have kicked me out of his rooms a word and a half into my story. But here is my story. I admit I acted foolishly and did not use reasonable precautions. I got tricked into giving away my sign-in and password to my Twitter account. And that was the password to a number of other accounts as well. 

Late last Sunday afternoon, my phone beeped as it always does to alert me that I had an email. I get email every time I am mentioned on or Retweeted on Twitter. Good thing! The email said I had been Retweeted. I looked to see what tweet of mine had been retweeted. Hmmmm...A Dr. Oz diet tip with a link. I had never tweeted any such thing.

I rushed to the computer, knowing I'd been hacked. Someone was now sending spam as me, to steal more passwords no doubt.

Here's How The Heinous Hackers Got My Info:

Earlier in the day I had gotten the following tweet from someone I follow who was in the middle of reading my book:

@gvrcorcillo book is freaking funny I bout peed myself lol #shelikesitrough

Not long after, I got another tweet from someone I follow:

@gvrcorcillo rofl this was made by you? Tinyurl.com/xxxxxxx

(I have taken out the actual link numbers and letters to avoid spreading the piracy plague.)

So I'm thinking, “Did he see the other texts and get my book? Is he a fan? Is that a link to something about my book and how awesome it is?” Yep, the writer demon in me craving praise at any cost took over and gleefully clicked the link. After some glitching, a page opened. And then things got really stupid.

Here is the page that came up:

Screenshot from http://www.zdnet.com




There was the Twitter Bird in the corner and the screen's background was that blue cloud background Twitter has as one of its backgrounds. 

Oh,” I thought. “Okay. Sign in again.” I was actually pretty annoyed. Seriously, I was as eager to see good stuff about my book as Johnny Dangerously's brother was to get laid in the courthouse on his wedding day. So I quickly signed in with my user name and password, positively jonesing to see what my fan had said. But, the page crashed. And I thought, “Oh, well. Advertising spam. Sigh.” Completely discounting that I had just SIGNED IN on the bogus page!!!!

A few hours later, when I saw that @gvrcorcillo had tweeted two Dr. Oz diet tip tweets that I HAD NEVER TWEETED, it slammed into me like an overpowering wave off shore – the kind that grinds your face into the sand at the bottom: I had given away the keys to my Twitter Kingdom.

I immediately got onto Twitter and deleted the two bogus Tweets. Then I changed my password . Then I sent out a bunch of Tweets explaining thatI'd been hacked and that my Dr. Oz tweets were from Hackers. Then I reported the violation to Twitter. Then I changed every single password I have for anything. The good news is that I just went back into the bogus rotf tweet I originally got. When I clicked on the link, the bogus sign-in page did not come up. Instead, a message cam up telling me that the link was unsafe. And it did not ask me to sign in!


Let me be clear: I am not warning anyone away from clicking on links on Twitter - there is a lot of cool stuff to be found by clicking twitter links - such as my books in many of my own tweets! But DO NOT sign in after you have clicked a link.

This kind of hacking is called phishing, and if it happens to you, forward the suspicious  tweet to spoof@twitter.com then DELETE THE TWEET.

Twitter is wonderful and I love to tweet, but... 

"Beware the the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
Jabberwocky, written by Lewis Carroll











Sincerely,


GVR Corcillo
@gvrcorcillo 

Friday, March 7, 2014

And the Oscar for Best Butt Lift Goes to...

Last Sunday night I quickly grew depressed then resigned as I squinted through the glitz to see teeming rows upon rows of plastic expressions, over-processed hair, and inflated lips. It's as though stars no longer grow old, but instead grow ludicrously comical and ridiculously fake. Fifty on screen no longer looks like Perry Mason or Edith Bunker, but like a cartoon duck. Why fight aging just to end up with a booby prize? Why fight aging at all? Are wrinkles really so much worse than bubble lips and sucked in cheeks?

Is it so bad to live life and show the evidence?

But wait.

Damn it, I kind of stepped in a puddle here. I uh, em, dye my hair. Ever since the age of 28, I've been having the gray highlighted out of the blonde. I'll never forget the first time I asked my hair guy extraordinaire Jordy if he could touch things up a bit.


Me: Could you maybe highlight it a little? I've got few strands of gray here in front.
Jordy: Honey! You've got gray all over!

So, I, too, fight aging in my own way. By keeping my fly-away split ends as sunny golden as they were when I was a kid. And you know what? You might not like the way my hair looks. You might think I should condition it, perm it, heck, on some days brush it.

But that's okay. Because I like the way I look. And today's stars – or at least the agents of today's stars and LOTS of fans - like the way they look. I'm okay, you're okay. Or even if you're not, it's not my business. And vice versa, I'm sure, to quote Sherri Ann Cabot. I think it's cool to be cool with one another. Sound good? Truth is, lots of people thrill to this idea of acceptance.

How do I know? Because it's the essence of romance and lots of people read romance. Romance reveals the journey of two people becoming more tolerant, more understanding of one another. The Walls of Jericho come down, bit by bit, (not necessarily with the fanfare of a toy bugle) so that two people can recognize and feel that pulsing core of some truth, some frequency, some rhythm that they share. And it is this simpatico that will keep them happily together.

The story starts out, and the two people clash, as do Elizabeth and Darcy, Mindy and Danny. But it's there, early on - a vibe like the hum from a refrigerator that tells you these two would be so good together. For Elizabeth and Darcy, their manners are quite different, yet neither one performs to anyone. Each lives according to exacting truth. But they have to overcome the barrier of disparate manners in order to realize the values they share. And Mindy and Danny? In the first episode, it becomes clear that they know each other on a deep level because each knows exactly how to cut the other to quick. Danny tells Mindy she needs to lose 15 pounds, and Mindy derides Danny for having gotten divorced. But at this point in their relationship, their feelings find expression only through insults and one-upsmanship. As the series progresses, they break down each others' walls and move in closer.

And that's the kind of romance I like. Not one that begins with a mutually immediate sexual spark, but one that begins with something...else. Some subtle hint that lets you know that these two are skating along the same wavelength, that they've got what it takes to be amazing together. It can be just one word, just one action, just one brief exchange. Like Ron's awed amazement - “Hermione!” - when she slaps Draco.

I planted my first clue that Lisa and Jack hear the same distant bongo beat in Chapter Two of my novel She Likes It Rough. It's there for anyone to see by browsing through the beginning of the book online.


Think you can find it?





And by the way, in case you love pop culture references and trivia as much as I do...

1. When Sherri Ann Cabot says, "Vice versa, I'm sure," what is she doing?

2. Who buys the toy bugle?

3. What provokes Hermione to slap Draco?

4. Who is Larry's Lizzy?