The Process
I’ve poured my heart and soul into creating Shop, Cook, Eat: Outside of the Box. I’ve spent months and months researching recipes, writing recipes, and creating an appealing layout and design for the cookbook. Once the book was written along with three others (two from Clark College’s health department) we went through it one recipe at a time, page-by-page to check for inconsistencies, errors, etc. The book was looking good and all set to go…
Then a big hiccup, for a myriad of reasons late in the process of editing I decided to change printing companies. At that point there were only three weeks left to print and deliver the books to Clark College bookstore. Heavy sigh. After a search, I decided to print with Minuteman Press of Vancouver, WA and they have enthusiastically been able to meet my needs and timeline. Although changing printers late production was stressful. I am so happy that I made the change. I’m sure that I’m getting a much better final product – the cover design is amazing and the small details inside like the colored box page numbers. Oh yeah!
Super-excited…We are in full production folks! Books will be finished printing by tomorrow, Friday, August 24th. Earlier this week, I went to take a behind-the-scenes peek. Here’s what I found:
This has been quite a process but not in vain. I’m so very proud to present my labor of love to you. Click here to pre-order YOUR copy.
Chrisetta Mosley
I am a product – and now a survivor – of childhood obesity. As a child, my family always told me that my extra weight was merely baby fat and I’d eventually grow out of it. I never did. Instead, my childhood is filled with memories of not being able to ride a bike, flattening its training wheels from being over the recommended weight, and avoiding P.E. classes by any means necessary. For years, I wore my fatness like a wounded soldier wears a Purple Heart - with pride. I owned the look. I dressed it up. I worked the room. There wasn't a skinny girl who intimidated me. I made sure my hair was laid just right. Nails polished. Outfits coordinated to the tee. Accessories to compliment every outfit. But everyone has a breaking point, and mine came in the spring of 2004 when I tipped the scale at nearly 400 pounds 388 to be exact. I was MISERABLE trapped inside of that body. I no longer wore my Purple Heart with pride. Rather, I was ashamed and frightened. Ashamed that I had allowed food to become my everything – frightened I would die because of it. Drastic times called for drastic measures... Today, I’m bound and determined to live a better, healthier, active lifestyle. I realize I’m no longer a passenger in my life, I’m the driver. I’m overcoming my inhibitions and I’m slowly but surely saying farewell to my old childhood nemesis, obesity. For once and for all, Farewell Fatso!