Hard working

Hello,
just realized it's been ages since my last post here, athough I've been very busy.

I'm working hard to make 2017 good enough to wash away 2016 shitty business and that consumes time.

I started the year releasing the revised and extended versions of  LOVE IN THREE ACTS.

Then my first series (in Portuguese) PRINCESAS POSSÍVEIS - something like Possible Princesses as in relgular women who could, for a magical moment, be compared to fairy tale princesses.

Aside from that, there are other projects, new ideas, family, etc...

Will try to be better here, promisse.

M.

Just one more try

So, I've said it soon enough... 2016 can't stop being horrible.
I'm terrified to write this even...

George Michael

no, 2016, no!

I have so much to say about my favorite artist ever that I seem to be unable to find words. How ironic.

His song was love at first chord for me, I fell in love with his work without even seeing his wavy blond hair and funny smile. Always thought it funny, how he smiled (professional smiles, maybe) with his upper teeth perfectly aligned with his lower as if preparing a bite. I'm smiling here but if I don't concentrate, a few tears my escape me - and I think: why would I be so sad for a person I didn't actually know?

I know the impression his work made in my life, my growing musical taste, the parties and dreams rocked by his voice. The sole concert I watched, oh dear... I remember singing in screams, loving every little second. 

When a friend told me about his passing yesterday, I felt overwhelming sadness and then guilt for not being more tuned to what he was up to. But do fans have to like everything a favorite artist produces? I'm not talking about his private life, who he loved and how or where. In my second book he is there in a big live concert and one of the characters say (not about him, take notice): 'Who you fuck don't determine who you are.' I doesn't. George Michael never stopped being the oh-so-cool-and-talented-George-Michael to me.

My thoughts on his passing were: I'll write him a mashup! My humble talent as writer united with his magic... But the only song that comes to my mind is 'One more try' that could even fit the WIP I'm dealing now, Snow White version for my Portuguese series of modern fairy tales but I'm so sad... Bianca and Caê don't deserve such gloominess.

So I'll give my sorrow a few days and my hommage to his talent will come, hopefully from Fastlove. 
For now, I can only say I'm devasted.

#RIPGeorgeMichael 💔 pic.twitter.com/L7ZsknPqBw

— Moira Bianchi (@moirabianchiaut) December 26, 2016

Because there ain´t no joy

for a Brazilian girl

whose teacher her taught her goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

Let it go

Hello, there.
This time of the year usually make us very nostalgic, maybe Christmas Eve is not as powerful as December, 31st but 2016 brought such a turmoil that I'm looking forward to its end.

I'm not THAT desperate as to sing Elsa from Arendelle, this 'let it go' comes from Baroness Karen von Blixen-Finecke. As a young girl renting VHS tapes in my small home town, Out of Africa was the movie that touched me the deepest because I felt Karen's helplessness. As a teenager in a weird hair phase, I felt for her but more than that it was her struggle to tame both her farm and Dennys Finch Hatton's heart that tugged on me. At the time I thought Meryl Streep's long white face influenced me (it was the first time I saw her), but now I see it's the eloquence in the realization of failure.
A scene I never forget is when in a sudden downpour, the lake she had been trying so hard to build doesn't hold. The employees hurry to rebuild the fragile sand walls and she sighs, hangs her head and says a guttural: 'Let it go, let it go.'
I always remember that.

This is a perfect illustration of 2016.

We had an impeachment of a deeply incompetent lady President (let me not mumble about lost women empowerment opportunities here), saw the Supreme Court work almost exclusively to put order on the Congress' brats and then be challenged by the House leader, the biggest and more gruesome embezzlement scandal that ever existed in this planet, a broken country with beggar states that can't afford to pay salaries, unemployment levels go sky high.
How about the Olympics, you may ask. It was great, so much fun... But prices went up to profit from turists and stayed high, the Olympic Park is abandoned, new subway... well, you know: embezzlement, corruption, 2 governors in jail.
The country and Rio de Janeiro state in such chaos, small business like mine are almost impractical. Some days we feel like Rio is one of those Old West cities with hay balls rolling by.

In spite of all this - or probably BECAUSE  of all this, I managed to write almost daily. As soon as 2016 vanishes, I'll have tons of new stuff to brag about. But frankly, I'd rather wait a few more days and try my hand in 2017.

Very bold of me to wander far from Mr Darcy and Lizzy, but I did. Aside from a reviewed version of Love hurts on Kindle Unlimited, I'll release the full version of Eclipse of the heart and the all new Love inside and out completing my Regency Era Trilogy (aka Moira tries to wear petticoats). And then comes the cats! Lovely Persian cats entwining love stories. Let me take a break to say I'm proud of how this book fitted so nicely around itself.
And a much loved reviewed version of Friendship of a special kind with a few new scenes.

In Portuguese there'll be a lot of new stuff as an alternative version of Prince of Pemberley (JAFF) and a new series of modern fairytales. Maybe these princesses will have an English version...

So, as Karen said: Let it go, let it go... 2016 was tough, but we shall live to see 2017.

Happy holidays!

wash away the bad year, Dennis... Make it all go away... :D

Bright and successful New Year!

C ya
M.

Daqui para frente

Daqui para frente

é o quarto romance da minha primeira série

Brincar com fogo, andar sozinha pela floresta, arriscar... Quem resiste? Nenhuma Chapeuzinho vermelho deixar de visitar a vovozinha por medo...

Cecília é a fisioterapeuta responsável pela clínica de terapias holísticas de sua mãe, vive um romance frio com um namorado de adolescência que em boa parte é ela quem alimenta, empurra a vida com a barriga.

Serafina (princesa nº2 - Noiva em 6 pérolas), sua amiga de infância, a sugere uma temporada longe de tudo que ela conhece. Uma vez fora da influência da sua rotina, Cecília ganha forças para ir mais longe, tentar coisas novas e é essa coragem que a leva para perto de Oswald (Também do livro 2). Daí em diante, estão juntos na floresta e ficam muito bem...

Alegre e leve, 

esse romance tem muito de

Para ler o primeiro capítulo,

basta esperar só um pouquinho já que...

na Bienal o livro já vai estar disponível 
no BOX com as amigas e single,
aqui já está disponível para pré-venda com envio 
logo após a feira.

Ceci é uma lobinha que acha um caçador à altura...

Adorei como a estória se desenvolveu.

Espero que gostem também!

bj

Te encontro lá

Te encontro lá

é o terceiro romance da minha primeira série

Um romance maduro sobre pessoas maduras enfrentando momentos delicados na vida. Essa estória nasceu aos poucos, uma ideia aqui, outra acolá e de repente virou uma deliciosa love story sobre estar no local certo na hora certa.

Anja Ariela é uma mulher segura de si, recém-separada de um casamento de quinze anos que ainda tem laços na sua vida. Apesar dos conselhos da prima Cibele (BibliLove - romance nº1 da série), ela aceita embarcar com o ex-marido em um cruzeiro pela Costa Amalfitana na Itália e a bordo conhece Jonas que ao seu modo é um príncipe - do tamanho que Ariela precisa.

livro brochura + marcadores

Resumindo sua aventura

Para ler o primeiro capítulo, 

está aqui!...

Projetos para 2017

Na torcida por um ano melhor que esse 2016 tão turbulento quanto produtivo, 

tenho vários novos projetos para 2017. 

Anos ímpares são ótimos, né non?

romance OFF Austen
CARNAVAL 2017

levemente inspirado em 'Orgulho e Preconceito' e muito inspirado em 'The Prince of Pemberley'
AQUI

romances para todos os gostos! AQUI

Pride and Prejudice inspired love stories

HERE

an OFF Austen furry romance
HERE

Noiva em 6 pérolas

Noiva em 6 pérolas 

é o segundo romance da minha primeira série,

Esse romance gostosinho, queridinho, nasceu em 2014 no meio da Copa do Mundo. Era para ser um conto bem curtinho e infelizmente foi abandonado por conta do 7 x 1. Cruzes. Fiquei maturando a estorinha até que nas Olimpíadas tive inspiração para recomeçar com a intenção de postar no Twitter. 

Pensando seriamente em publicar um conto por aqui... 🤔 um romance curtinho 📚

— Moira Bianchi (@moirabianchiaut) July 29, 2016

Porém, um personagem puxou outro e... que aventura! A série começou a tomar corpo.

À VENDA

EBOOK & BROCHURA

Aqui, Serafina poderia bem ser Cinderela porque sua estória é assim:  

Em 2004 nas Olimpíadas de Atenas, Nicolas era um adolescente com talento para o esporte e foi medalhista de Bronze. Tudo foi fun&games.

Em 2008 em Pequim, ele caiu nas semifinais.

Em 2012, Londres, nem fez mais parte do time por causa dos compromissos da vida adulta.

Em 2014, Copa do Brasil, insegura com a virada em sua escolha de curso na faculdade, Serafina acreditava que a conquista do hexa de alguma maneira significaria que tudo ia ficar bem. E veio o 7x1.

Em 2016, Nicolas já era chefe de um renomado escritório de empresa multinacional e se viu rodeado de pérolas. Serafina, já uma profissional disputada no mercado, tem que lidar com um escritório de head hunter insistentemente querendo a entrevistar. E de novo, o Brasil enfrentou a Alemanha em uma final de campeonato de futebol...

Nas Olimpíadas do Rio, só o ouro interessa para os dois.

Uma dica? 

Dou várias nesta música perfeita! <3

Para ler o primeiro capítulo, vem aqui ó...