Bragging Rights

Bowling For Dummies (For Dummies (Sports & Hobbies))

Bowling For Dummies

By A.J. Forrest, Lisa Iannucci

& photography by Mark Engelman

Very proud to announce that you can now pre-order this book that MY husband, Mark Engelman, did the photography for. One of the models is Trish Stein, my son’s girlfriend. The author of the book is my friend Lisa Iannucci.

available July 13, 2010

But – you can pre-order it today

“Bowling is an inexpensive date, an affordable night out for the whole family, and a fun hangout activity for kids of all ages. Bowling For Dummies reveals the tips, tricks, and rules of play for this iconic American sport.”

Who am I?

(*took this from some promotional material I was working on…)

Who is Chelle Cordero?

Chelle Cordero is the author of Bartlett’s Rule (April 2008), Forgotten (July 2008), Within the Law (coming November 2008) and Courage of the Heart (coming spring 2009); all from Vanilla Heart Publishing.

Bartlett’s Rule shares the story of Lon and Paige’s love affair; a romance filled with hardship, emotion, danger and triumph. Falling in love was never the challenge; being there for each other, knowing just what to say and making it work is the real test. Paige and Lon are “real”; they are human, they cry and they laugh. Paige has to learn to trust. Lon has to learn to be patient.

From the introduction:
When Paige Andrews is given the assignment of courting a famous writer for the publishing company she works for, she meets and entices the sexy, charming and thoroughly dangerous womanizer, Lon Bartlett.

Lon immediately takes a not-so-professional, personal interest in the young woman and pursues her. Lon is thrilled when Paige finally succumbs to his charms only to find that her haunting past sets off a terrifying reaction. Lon learns a heartbreaking reality – Paige is a rape survivor.

Will Lon be able to change his womanizing ways? Will he want to? Will Paige ever learn to trust again? Can they learn to love and live, together?

Chelle Cordero grew up in the Bronx, NYC, the younger daughter of Reva and Marcy Cordero. She studied Theatre Arts/Drama at the High School of Art and Design and Fordham University at Lincoln Center. She married photographer and AV consultant Mark Engelman in 1975 and lives in Rockland County, NY. They raised two children – Jenni Salomon and Marc Engelman.

Forgotten is an unforgettable romance about two people who meet by chance, love by choice and are torn apart by intrigue. Their romance survives a foreign threat to national security, kidnapping, personal tragedy and a murder attempt.

One of the last things a woman wants to hear from the man she is making love with is “Who are you?” When Brandon asks that of Caitlyn less than a day after their Las Vegas wedding, her life begins a wild and out-of-control spin. Even though Brandon can’t remember Caitlyn, Brandon can’t understand why he is so attracted to a woman that his fiancé tells him he has no right to be in love with.

Ms. Cordero is a freelance writer whose articles have appeared in various publications including The Journal News, Hudson Valley Magazine, Emergency Magazine, Spotlight, Auto Trim News, EMS Products, Sound Management Magazine and more. Cordero also writes a monthly column on NYS Emergency Medical Service issues in 1st Responder Newspaper.

Chelle, Mark and both of their children (along with Jenni’s husband and Marc’s girlfriend) all volunteer for the Stony Point Volunteer Ambulance Corps in Stony Point, NY. The premier issue of Rockland Magazine (fall 2005 from The Journal News) featured an article on the family’s volunteerism.

Readers first meet Tom Hughes in Forgotten, now it’s his turn. In Within the Law, Tom is coming to terms with the greatest loss of his life when he meets Alli Davis. Alli and Tom share a mutual and passionate attraction but Alli refuses to make any commitments. She is hiding a huge secret. Tom falls in love with her and pursues her despite a false arrest, kidnapping and attempt on his life. He manages to win Alli and her trust and together they achieve their dreams.

You can learn more about Chelle Cordero and her novels and other writing at her author blog at or her online list of credits at
Chelle welcomes comments from her readers – she can be reached at

I’ve kissed a few frogs…

This is the story of my own romance.

As a romance author I believe that my readers have a right to hear why I am such a “hopeless romantic”. I think my story is truly romantic, I hope I won’t bore you.

One day in the halls of my high school, the High School of Art & Design in NYC, I remember punching this rather annoying, anal hall monitor who wouldn’t let me get onto the school’s escalator between periods. It was common practice for Theatre Arts students to eat their lunch backstage the days before a big show so that we could work on the set; if we didn’t bring lunch from home, we bought it in the cafeteria and took it to the auditorium. Nobody bothered with hall passes! But this creep stopped me, without a proper pass he wasn’t going to let me pass – AND HE THREATENED TO REPORT ME TO THE DEAN. So I punched him and ran the other way.

Years later during the busy days of college and an active social life (oh yeah, I had fun!) I volunteered with the NYC Auxiliary Police Dept, 52nd pct. in the Bronx. My dad was the Auxiliary Captain of our unit by the way. One of my tasks in the AP was to interview new recruits to the unit and make sure they knew what was expected of them – well, 6 months after I joined I wound up interviewing that anal hall monitor, his name was Mark. We still disliked each other intensely; we had some very unkind words to say about each other.

Auxiliaries did foot patrol in the local neighborhood. Invariably the Sgt. assigned patrol pairs and I kept getting paired with Mark. I was irate but I refused to give up going out on patrol and that was the only option I was given. I complained to my dad weekly and he told me that it wasn’t his decision, I should speak to the Patrol Sgt. The Patrol Sgt. directed me to the Lt. The Lt. told me to speak to the Capt. My dad kept sending me on another wild goose chase.

Through the years I had dated quite a bit, my boyfriends were varied in jobs, traits, pastimes, etc. The most memorable were the playwriter who also did a gig writing theatre reviews for a well-known trade paper (he is STILL doing quite nicely and I see items about him and his plays now and then), the guitar player who always dedicated the song “Wild Thing” to me, and the fellow I met in another Auxiliary Police unit who wanted to leave his fortune-500 job to become a state trooper. I received two very serious marriage proposals and actually gave thought to accepting one of them. Anyway, Mark was NOTHING like any of the guys I usually dated.

Then came the day I volunteered for crowd control at a Memorial Day Parade. I was in full uniform and had signed in to wait for my assignment; this was a borough/county wide event and there were many auxiliaries there that I didn’t know. One older gentleman decided to make a play for me and try as I could, I couldn’t seem to discourage him without making a scene. The first person I saw that I knew was Mark, so I went over to him and started an argument about his insignia; the older guy saw that I wasn’t going to pay him any attention so he finally gave up.

After the parade was over, Mark & I were both invited to another unit member’s home for hot chocolate (it was a chilly day!). There was a lot of joking and teasing about a woman who was throwing herself at Mark (she wasn’t there-he was just being ribbed about it) and I joined in the banter. Unexpectedly Mark invited me out for dinner that next weekend – I THOUGHT HE WAS JOKING and I said “sure”. It wasn’t until later that week when Mark’s sis made a reference to my upcoming date that I realized it was for real – I didn’t want to go back on my word. That date was June 1, 1974.

The evening of June 15 we went to a dinner party at his sister’s house. When we left, instead of driving me home, Mark drove behind a deserted and closed shopping center! I had no idea what to expect, honestly a lot of uncomfortable things ran through my head. He proposed! I said No! THREE TIMES. Finally he told me that the only way he was going to drive me home was to accept his proposal – so I said okay, I wanted to go home! Honestly, I had planned to ask my dad to beat him up! But my parents were sleeping… Later that night when my mom asked how my date was, I told them about the proposal. MY DAD WAS ECSTATIC!

Mark and I were married on December 28, 1975 during a blizzard. My sister fell down a flight of stairs at home and I was late to my own wedding while we took care of her. My mom, a diabetic, had a serious sugar reaction and spent the day sick, my grandmother and my dad got into an argument (they were both worried about my mom) and my father-in-law got drunk and sang When Irish Eyes Are Smiling from the dais. Here we are almost 33-years and two fantastic kids later and I still feel like I’m on my honeymoon!

As a writer I always try to put “something” about Mark into each of my romantic heroes, a habit, a comon phrase, any quality… In Courage of the Heart (originally published in 2001, it will be RE-RELEASED by Vanilla Heart Publishing next spring), Adam Sherman has hazel eyes that change color with his moods – so does Mark.