Let me just start by saying…I was so excited! This year I came across a book called Chicana Falsa. It’s a tiny little thin book. So I thought why not, and I gave it a look. When I opened the book and read the first poem, I fell in love with it. I’m totally not a poetry person. Maybe that’s the science person in me thinking, if you’re going to say something just say it. Why do you have to speak in metaphors? Because…most of the time I just don’t get it and I feel like a total loser. But anyway, when I read the poems, I felt an instant connection. I understood the language. I understood the messages. I understood the metaphors. I felt like I was reading so much about my own family, my own friends, and my own old neighborhood growing up. It was great. And let me tell you, for once I felt smart reading poetry. LOL!
So who wrote this wonderful book called: Chicana Falsa : And Other Stories of Death, Identity, & Oxnard ? Well, here she is:
I actually took this picture. How cool is that? I know, you are so jealous. I actually got a pic with her as well. I will post that as soon as I get it.
Michele, or should I say Ms. Serros? I think I will go with Michele. She was so friendly, and so casual, I can’t imagine she’d want me to be so formal. So Michele did an author talk at Chaffey High School in Ontario. The students loved her, as did the staff. She read some of her poetry, and I just loved her voice and expression. My goofy voice can’t make her poems come to life like that no matter how much I try. LOL!
I also got a chance to buy my own copy of Chicana Falsa, and a copy of Honey Blonde Chica too. Which I read already, and in only one day. I can’t wait to pick up Scandalosa, so I can find out what happens to Evie!! I laughed out load in many places. My favorite character was Raquel. She cracked me up!!!
My favorite Chicana Falsa Poem: Dead Pig’s Revenge. When I read this, I wanted to buy a bag of chicharonnes and wash it down with a Diet Coke. I swear, I can eat a whole bag in one sitting. And guess what? By the time you get to the bottom of the bag, they start piling up in your throat like a big lump of dough. That’s when I have to bring my feast to an end. Or I might just choke like in the poem.
Check out Michele’s website. Check out her books!! You will not be disappointed!!!!
One last thing. Michele autographed my books for me. 
I feel special. In one of them she wrote:
For Julie, my fellow writer pal.
OMG!!! I almost peed my pants. I’m her fellow writer pal. How exciting!!!
Thanks Michele!!!
Thanks so much!!
