Thursday 18 July 2013

Testimony

Here's one happy reader.




I recently received a message from one of my readers and she thoroughly captured the essence of what Miss Conception is all about. Let me use this platform to say:


Thank you Doriss, I'm happy I was able to highlight an aspect of your vision. Your words remain in a special place in my heart.


I'll let her words do the "talking"....


Enjoy...


"I need the continuation please. Oh my God, the book
literally sucked me into it. I couldn't put it down.
 
I read it in less than 5 days. What turned out as my book
for travelling only, ended up as for bed time too.
 

Does Dylan exist somewhere? I can marry him now.
He & Nicole stole my love life. True love does exist no
matter the trials & if it's meant to be, nothing can stop it
-as you made it real in these two.

Nic, AJ & Coco really make me admire the girlfriends
I have & treasure them even more now.

So much transpired that I'm eternally grateful I bought your book.
The lessons I saw in your characters are true passion of
love &, friendship.....
 

...Your book exceeded my expectations. I have narrated it all ...
 

...Last night I had to finish the last three chapters as
I just wanted more & more and couldn't stop reading.

To be honest, I was not looking forward to it's ending.
 

Beautiful piece of work. I laughed through it. Your characters
were very entertaining too.
 

Loved every bit. Simply awesome. A masterpiece.
 

Thanks so much. I can go on & on & on......but all in all...CLASSIC!
 

Love you
Doriss



I'm very interested to know your thoughts on Miss Conception. I enjoyed writing it and I'm happy to see that my readers enjoyed reading it.
Don't be left out. Make Miss Conception essential in your summer reading collection. 



xoxo...




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Monday 17 June 2013

Embarrassing Moments.

Flying Crisps.


If you're thinking "Flying Crisps????" What is she on about this time; I invite you to read on, and probably by the end you'll cross out my name and put in yours instead.


Enjoy...


I kid you not; this is a real life story that happened to “a friend of mine”…
 
 
Ok, I admit it, it was me:-(
 
 
I had just come out of a class and was perched on a cold metal seat in Waterloo Underground station, munching on a greasy packet of Walkers crisps; man was I hungry. About halfway through my ready salted lovelies, my train arrived.
 
I got into the carriage, and seated right in front of me was a specimen of male gorgeousness, so I immediately discarded the semi-empty packet of crisps, which I had almost been tempted to tip into my mouth for the last few crumbs of my 50pence.
 
I had to look good and well-presented in front of this guy. Vegetable-oil flavoured lip gloss was definitely not in vogue. So I began fiddling with my phone and acting like I was busy, whilst sneaking cheeky peeks from my lowered lashes.
 
 
Just before my designated stop, a thought came to mind and in order not to lose it, I started tapping away at my phone. I honestly didn’t realize the minute the train jerked to a halt. And in pure out-of-body fashion, I saw my phone slipping from my hands in one direction and my body flying into the lady in the other direction.
 
Talk about embarrassing moments?
 
Needless to say I picked up my phone, gathered my pride and marched out of the train, head held very high.
 
Maybe if I had just popped the crumbs into my mouth I wouldn’t have noticed or cared if the dude was there or not.
 
Or maybe, just maybe those last few shavings of my 50pence purchase would have given me the required amount of energy to steady myself, in the face of such a forceful halt.
 
 
 
Although upon reflection, the so-called "specimen of gorgeousness" had neither stood up to let me have a seat, nor had he even attempted to break my fall. (Eyes rolling in disgust).
 
 
So please if anyone finds a dejected looking packet of walkers please page me, cos I've got some unfinished business to complete.
 
 
Phew!! I feel a lot lighter, now that I’ve shared that with the world.

 
xoxo...




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