Book Review: Satan’s Sisters by Star Jones, Esq.

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The great thing about having a Kindle is that you can get books the first day they premiere, and that’s exactly what I did on 22 March 2011 when Star Jones‘ book, Satan’s Sisters, hit the stores.

I would have finished the book in one day had it not been for other things I had to get done. When a client wants his/her website finished, s/he’s not going to want to hear me say, “See. What had happened, right…”

When I first turned on my Kindle to start reading Satan’s Sisters, I was about to take a nap. I was so ready to get started with the book that I said to myself, “I’ll just read it until I start to nod, and then I’ll come back to it later.”

Child, please!

The book was so good from word one, I almost forgot I was supposed to be taking a nap! 😆

I had to force myself to put it down and get my nap out, so I could get back to work. I was on chapter four by the time I made myself stop.

Star doesn’t waste any time getting right into the heart of the action. You are drawn into the story from the first sentence.

Satan’s Sisters is a book about a book.

Before I go any further, let me give you a bit of advice: Do NOT try to replace the two words, Satan’s Sisters, with the two words, The View.

While it’s only natural that Star may have gleaned some descriptive material from her double decades in television, working on different shows, Satan’s Sisters stands on its own merit, and it is a brilliant work of fiction by a brilliant writer.

If you start reading the book, trying to match the book’s characters with real-life people, you not only do a disservice to Star’s stellar writing, but you’re also going to be hard-pressed to make the preconceived connections you think exist in the book.

Having said that, let me give you a brief overview of what you’re in store for.

Satan’s Sisters is centered around a day-time television show co-hosted by five women. A former co-host, who was forced off the show, has written a tell-all book about why she left the show and all the dirt she was privy to when she was on the show. As you can imagine, this sends everyone connected with the show into a tizzy about what’s in this book. All those who think they may be affected are trying to do damage control before the damage hits the fan. The people most vulnerable are the five ladies who now sit “on the couch” and talk about politics, current events and the mess in other people’s lives.

So who’s on the couch?

There’s Maxine, the lead host, who’s worked her way to the top of television royalty by kicking much butt and taking many names. She’s a long way from her family’s sharecropping past, but she’s got to do some serious legwork to keep it that way.

Then there’s Whitney, a well-respected journalist, the mother of four and the wife to a husband who’s getting his salacious sexual needs met in a way that no wife wants to come face-to-face with.

Shelly is a former wild-child, super-model with an Ivy League MBA, a taste for the night life and the sense to know that common sense and intelligence are more of an asset to her than her bangin’ body and phat bank account.

Dara, the double-degreed Latina, is the baby of the bunch, but she will be no less affected if her biggest secret is revealed before she has the opportunity to reveal it herself.

Funny woman Molly, is the comedienne on the couch, but what she’s dealing with in her life is no laughing matter whatsoever.

The rub? The former co-host with the tell-all book knows all their business, and she has some unfinished business of her own to deal with.

The strength of Satan’s Sisters is that even the sub-characters have substance. While all the ladies on the couch have their own dramas to deal with, Callie, Josh, Riley, William, Ginny, Eric, Channing, Lizette and Karen are vital to rounding out the plot, sub-plots and sub-sub-plots. 🙂

Overall, I’d say Satan’s Sisters boils down to the most amazing quote from the book:

“You have to be the author of the only dictionary that defines you. You can’t allow anyone else to write that definition because when it changes—and believe me it always does—you won’t know who you are.”

Satan’s Sisters gets Faydra Deon’s 5-star “Beyond the Bomb!” rating.

My First Twitterview!

A few weeks ago, I was asked by the founder of Yellow Dogg Designs, Mark Bailey (@doggdaze), if he could interview me for his Women’s History Month series.

Of course, I was flattered that he’d think I was substantial enough to add value to his blog, so I resoundingly said, “YES!”

We exchanged email addresses, and he told me he’d send me the details.

When he finally did, he told me that he was planning a Twitterview; an interview on Twitter.

I was like, “Whoa.”

I was familiar with TweetChat, but I was kind of interested to see how an interview would go strictly on Twitter.

I have to say that I was thoroughly impressed with the concept once I was in the midst of the interview.

Instead of creating @mentions, we simply used the interview hashtag to allow people to follow the Twitterview. It allowed for maximum use of the 140-character limit on Twitter.

It took a little over an hour for Mark to pose 11 questions and for me to tweet my answers.

The whole experience was great!

You can see the entire Twitterview with me, Faydra Deon on Mark’s blog.

Forgetting

Forgiveness is a process.

You have to start by doing it and then you have to continue to walk in it.

Forgiving and forgetting are two, different things. Even when you’re mad or sad, you can give yourself the gift of forgiveness. Usually, to forgive is more for you than it is for the person you’re forgiving.

Forgiving helps you move on, not the other person.

God says He’ll forgive us and forget our sins. If God can forgive and forget, who are we to continue to remember past hurts that we say we’ve forgiven?

Forgiving begins the process. Forgetting transcends the process.

Now we have to ask ourselves, “What does it mean to forget?”

-this was my response to a question on Facebook. I thought it’d make a good post.

2 days…

It’s Saturday, and I’m at the job finishing up things that need to be finalized by Monday.

However, I don’t mind because I won’t be working any more weekends for anyone else anytime soon once this weekend is done.

I’ve been thinking a lot about how I’m going to get back in the gym and get healthy.

My plan is to go when they open at 5a, do an hour of something—treadmill, elliptical, basketball, swimming—then spend about 20 minutes in the steam room, come home and shower and then get back in bed for a 2-hour nap.

I figure when I’m first starting out I’m going to need that nap, because I won’t have the stamina I’ll be in the process of developing when I first start out. Eventually, the nap won’t be necessary, but I’m working it in at the beginning because it’s just foolish not to. My body will let me know when it’s ready to go from workout straight to working. Until then, a nap is on the agenda.

Goodness! It feels awesome just to be able to plan a nap in my day like that. I’ve missed being self-employed since I went back to working full time.

Just think. In two days, me and self-employment meet again.

I’m looking forward to embracing my old friend and saying hello.

3 days…

There’s light at the end of the 2-week tunnel, y’all. 🙂

It’s almost over, and I’m so thankful that it went by so quickly and without incident.

I’ll be putting in some hours this weekend, but then that’s the last weekend I’ll have to give up to put money in someone else’s pocket for a good, long while.

I talked to my parents last night, and my Daddy told me he’s excited about seeing me.

That’s my first order of business when I’m done at the job. I’m going to spend about a week and a half with my parents, and I’m not going to have to worry about rushing back to work or working while I’m visiting them.

Of course, I’ll be doing some work for my own stuff, but I can do that while they’re both at work and then I can put it all to the side when they’re home. It hasn’t been like that in awhile. Even when my whole family gets together for holidays, my sister, me and my brothers are doing something for work; splitting our time with that and family.

I’m going home to be lazy.

Well, that’s partially true.

I told my mom when I get there we’re going to both get back on Weight Watchers, and we’re going to walk everyday. Other than that, I’m going to be lazy and eat my mother’s cooking. Maybe I’ll even be able to get my Daddy to make me some pancakes. 🙂

I’m thanking God for everything, because He made it so I could be headed in this new direction in my life.

To Him be all the glory, even if I’m the one who’s benefiting. 😉

4 days…

It’s so awesome that two of the next four days are weekend days! 😀

I will probably be going in, though, because I just want to get everything done that I said I’d get done before I leave.

One of the things I plan to do while working for me is to create custom WordPress themes. I already have the domain. I bought it about four months ago. It’s where I’ll be showcasing and selling my custom themes. Actually, I registered two domains, because I couldn’t decide which was the better name.

What do you think?

Should I use themerocker.com or thememama.com?

Dang! Will 14 February hurry up and get here! “I’m ret ta go!” 😆

5 days…

Five more days, and I’ll be free of this job!

I’ve been making lists of all the things I have and want to do.

My house needs a lot of attention. There are so many things to donate, sell and just simply throw away!

The decluttering will begin when I get back from my parents’.

I took some “before” pictures this morning, and I’m going to take some “after” pictures when the whole place is cleaned and junk-free.

I’ve also got some amendments to do for taxes. I need to get some of my money back from the IRS. 😀

Sigh. Five more days…

6 days…

In six days, I’ll be back to self-employment. Whew. I’m counting the days, y’all, as you can see.

I’ve got to teach today and tomorrow, and then Thursday and Friday I’ll be wrapping up all the other stuff at the job.

Then there’s the weekend, which I’ll probably spend at the job, wrapping up more loose ends.

Then Monday is the last day.