Simply Cheris. . .

The Taliah Waajid Natural Hair Show in Atlanta brings out some of the biggest and most beautiful natural hair people. There are demonstrations on how to care for you kinks and coils. Products for your hair and of course, books.Saturday was an amazing day for me. I met a lady who said she'd been following me for three years and she so loved my books. She cried and I did too. It was so humbling and surprising. I'm always amazed when people recognize my work and enjoy it.  I enjoyed my time in Atlanta and meeting authors like: Melanee Banks, author of Bryana's Biggest Wish Erika Parker, author of Miya's Hair Day , and her amazing artist husband. Shawneda Marks, author of I Am Not My Hair Boss lady Tamika Newhouse, who is the author of so many books I've lost count. My favorite, though, is Kisses Don't Lie. Also, Mrs. P.A. Wilson, author of The Peace Within. This was a wonderful event and I had an amazing time. PS: Pray that I bought the w...

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It never gets old. The delivery man knocks on the door and drops off a box of books with my name on them. I spent a year--in this case years--with these characters. Wrote, rewrote, rewrote their lives over and over again. Finally, the book is here. This is book number 15 for me. Fifteen!! And this is my 10th anniversary as a romance novelist. Humbled that people want to read my books. Honored that people like my books. Amazed that something I started doing because I wanted to run away from home, but knew that my mama would beat the breaks off me has given me a real career. I'm so happy Forces of Nature is here. May 7th, you can get your copy too!

This weekend I had the opportunity to speak at the annual For Sisters Only expo in Charlotte, sponsored by CBS Radio. What a wonderful event! Take a look:

I went home and took a shower, changed into a pair of leggings and a form fitting tunic. Just in case there was going to be a round two; I left the underwear in the drawer. Slipping into a pair of black pumps, and spraying on my favorite body spray, I headed out the door. Already late for a dinner I didn’t want to eat, I stopped and grabbed a sandwich from Wendy’s so that I could pick at the fish that I wasn’t going to eat and not offended the cook. Actually, I didn’t care about offending him, how do you invite someone to dinner and not even ask them if they like fish? I just can’t get past the smell of fish. And fried fish. You need to hand me a gas mask. Funny, because I grew up on the coast, I’m supposed to love this stuff. I’m just not your typical southerner, I guess. That’s what makes me – me – and so hard for people to understand. And now I’m starting to worry. What if this whole thing with David turned out to be another mistake with a man? I was getting pretty tired of...

It’s safe to say that after my extended lunch with no food, I was starving by the time my shift ended. As I made up my mind to head to Crisp in Plaza Midwood, my phone rang and it was David. For whatever reason, I was sure that I wouldn’t hear from him again today. I thought we’d do that dance that people did after a day of sex. Color me surprised and happy. But when I answered the phone, I played it cool. “Hello?” “What’s up, Mimi?” God, his voice made me wet or was it the fact that I knew what he could do with those lips and that tongue. “Hi,” I said, glad he couldn’t see the dorky ass smile on my face. “I still owe you a meal. Do you have dinner plans?” “I was just about to go grab a salad at Crisp.” “A salad? For dinner?” “Yes. What’s wrong with that?” “Are you a vegan?” “Just a bootleg vegetarian,” I said honestly. Since I’ve been in Charlotte, I had gone to get chicken from the famed Chicken Coop in South End. Honestly, I wasn’t that impressed. People love it...

Former South Carolina governor Mark Sanford must have fallen and bumped his head -- again. Let's not forget that when he mounted his political comeback that he asked his ex wife, Jenny, to be his campaign manager. That's the first sign that something fell on that wide forehead of his. Now, Sanford is all up in the news because he trespassed at his ex's house on Feb. 3 to watch the Super Bowl with his sons . The same sons he left on Father's Day of 2009 to hike the Appalachian Trail --we all know now that means he went to go bang his girlfriend in Argentina. I mean, his now fiancee. (Girl, you better remember how you get 'em is how you lose 'em.) Former South Carolina Gov. Mark Sanford 's ex-wife has accused him of trespassing at her home in violation of their divorce settlement , and a judge set a hearing two days after the Republican will stand for election in his effort to mount a political comeback by winning a vacant congressional seat . Jen...

I’ve read books where women describe seeing colors while having sex. Rainbows exploding in the background and stars flashing before their eyes. Ask me what I thought about that five minutes ago and I would’ve told you bullshit. Ask me now, while I’m seeing blue diamonds explode while David pounds me with relentless passion. Yeah, that’s real. I can’t count the number of times I’ve screamed or the number of orgasms. My body had never felt such pleasure and ached with such a wonderful pain. The pain of satisfaction and sated need to stop. Was this man popping Viagra or Cialis? We’d been going hard for an hour. It was getting hard to breathe, hard to keep my legs wrapped around him. Obviously there is a limit on the number of orgasms I’m supposed to have in an hour. He looked down at me with those eyes and kissed me on my neck. That was it.   My body went limp as he shook with his release. David held me against his sweaty chest. He still smelled amazing, OK, pheromones were r...