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One part Sex and the City. Two parts Desperate Housewives.   Three parts Brothers Grimm. DESPERATELY EVER AFTER A Novel Laura Kenyon Imagine what might happen if our most beloved fairy tale princesses were the best of friends and had the dreams, dilemmas, and libidos of the modern woman. How would their stories unfold after the wedding bells stopped ringing? Set in a fictional realm based on New York City, DESPERATELY EVER AFTER sprinkles women’s fiction with elements of fantasy, and encourages readers to rethink everything they know about happy endings. Years after turning her husband from beast back to man and becoming his queen, Belle finds out she’s finally going to have a child. But before she can announce the wondrous news, she catches him cheating and watches her “happily ever after” go up in flames. Turning to her friends for the strength to land with grace, she realizes she’s not the only one at a crossroads: Cinderella, a mother of four drowning in royal duties, is fa

Have you ever wondered how Cinderella would feel ten years down the road, when her iconic ball gown no longer fit and she had four kids, royal duties up the wahzoo, and a husband who was hardly ever around? And what about Beauty? After all, her husband was quite a jerk before he became a monster. Too hung up on looks to let a little old fairy in from the rain! Once his curse broke, how long would it take for “Beast” to go right back to his old ways? When would he realize there were a million other “beauties” in the sea …   and it was good to be the king. These are the kind of questions that can drive a girl crazy. And as someone who can't watch a movie without making a million “that-would-never-work” remarks, they’ve been driving me crazy for years! Like so many women today, I grew up on Disney films and fairy tales. If you ask my mother, I saw  “ The Little Mermaid”   in theaters at least a dozen times (take that , Titanic!), and I definitely orchestrated

Here is an excerpt from Looking for LaLa.   Ellie Campbell the pen name for Lorriane Campbell and Pam Burks.  This novel came out this last year but is worth looking into. CHAPTER 1 Not a sound is heard as it lands silently on the mat. No drums rolls, crashing thunder, shafts of light. The walls don’t start crumbling, the ground doesn’t vibrate with terrifying tremors and a yawning fissure fails to zigzag across the kitchen floor and separate my husband from his breakfast marmalade. In short, I’ve no clue as to the impact it’ll have on our lives. Mayhem. Marital breakdown. Murder. It should at least have been written in blood or come in the beak of a dark-winged raven.  It is a postcard. “Love from London” blazoned above a giant pair of pouting lips kissing a cherry-red heart. At first sight it appears to be one of those “Please Come to Our Rave” flyers which get thrust through my door periodically. Now the chances of me, a world-weary, put-upon mother-of-two, go