Year of Yes: How to Dance It Out, Stand in the Sun and Be Your Own Person by Sho

Description: Year of Yes by Shonda Rhimes Includes a reading group guide with discussion questions. FORMAT Paperback LANGUAGE English CONDITION Brand New Publisher Description The instant New York Times bestseller from the creator of Greys Anatomy and Scandal and executive producer of How to Get Away With Murder shares how saying YES changed her life. "As fun to read as Rhimess TV series are to Author Biography Shonda Rhimes is CEO of the global media company Shondaland. With a focus on innovation, Rhimess company approaches storytelling through brand partnerships, merchandise, and content for film, streaming, audio, digital, and editorial. In her career, Rhimess work has been celebrated with numerous awards including induction into the Television Academy Hall of Fame. She has shifted the entertainment industrys business model and changed the face of television. Review "Year of Yes is as fun to read as Rhimes TV series are to watch. Her authorial voice is fresh and strong."--Los Angeles Times"A sincere and inspiring account of saying yes to life...Rhimes tells us all about it in the speedy, smart style of her much-loved TV shows. Shes warm, eminently relatable, and funny... Like a cashmere shawl you pack just in case, Year of Yes is well worth the purse space, and it would make an equally great gift. Rhimes said "yes" to sharing her insights . Following her may not land you on the cover of a magazine, but youll be glad you did."--Kirkus"Its like having a mini-Shonda in your head, encouraging you to go for it. And say its handled."-- The Skimm (Skimm Reads pick)"A book that is fun, dishy and inspirational all at the same time...a powerful book, a great gift for a friend or yourself, whether youre a fan of the Shondaland lineup or not."--Motherlode/NYTimes.com"A mix of humor and conversational real talk...written with dashes of Oprah-esque inspiration but the no-B.S. frankness of, say, Dr. Cristina Yang from Greys Anatomy...Even if Rhimess fame and career dont make her an everywoman, she writes with an everywomanly sensibility...her words brim with such life that by the end of the book, some readers may find themselves wanting to say yes to more things, too."--TVInsider.com"A self-help book dressed in casual clothes, lessons for living a better life told through relatable personal essays from the woman who set out to, in the course of a year, make her own better... Theres an uncanny familiarity to the journey Rhimes goes on... Never do you feel preached at while reading Rhimess book. This woman of huge fame and fortune is speaking directly to you, and shes doing it with familiarity, humor, and earned wisdom...Year of Yes is an awakening as much as it is a reckoning. Recognize the power of what youve been doing. Do more of it."-- Daily Beast"Amazing...The title alone is giving us heart eyes... Life is full of opportunities and chances that weve cant even imagine. Thats the core message of empowerment in Shondas new book, and were behind it one-hundred percent. ALL OF THE YES to Year of Yes."--HelloGiggles"Brilliant...a peek into Rhimes wise, funny, surprisingly candid brain, which contains opinions on everything from accepting compliments and balancing showrunning with single motherhood to, yes, the recent weight loss thats been (unfairly) making the most headlines. By the end of journey in The Year of Yes, youll feel like youve gained a new best friend."--Women & Hollywood/ Indiewire.com"Can help motivate even the most determined homebody to get out and try something new in the New Year."--Chicago Tribune"If you enjoy the rapid-fire dialogue of her characters, reading this book will feel like home. Rhimes opens up, and inspires, discussing her personal experiences as a sister, daughter, mother, friend and boss tempered with biting insights on societal expectations of women...[a] blend of biography and badassery." -- Ebony.com"Instead of writing passionate narratives for her TV characters, Rhimes adopted their pluck and bold attitudes and attacked life with a new sense of purpose...Who knew that such a small word could have such a life-changing impact? By saying "yes," she learned to dance it out and stand in the sun. Dr. Cristina Yang would be soproud."--Associated Press"Revealing and delightful."-- New York Daily News"Rhimes guides the reader through her transformative yearlong experiment, each chapter dealing with a different personal challenge for herself, and she lets us deep inside her brain, carefully laying out all of her fears and self-doubt...candid and friendly, almost as if the two of you were catching up over drinks."-- Slate.com"Rhimes is, unsurprisingly, a fantastic memoirist: Her writing is conversational and witty and lyrical, inflected with the supple human breathiness you might expect from a person who spends her days writing dialogue. It features lots of great punchlines...It features occasional, chatty, second-person asides...[It] is also in many ways a side-door self-help book...[with] pieces of advice that concern not just Rhimess readers, but everyone. ...Year of Yes is a book about the shifts taking place in Hollywood right now, and in the world right now, in the guise of a friendly memoir. It is, like Shondaland itself, making a statement. It is insisting that it is time for the people who used to be invisible to come forward and be seen."--Atlantic.com"Rhimes familiar, conversational writing style makes the book a more accessible Lean In, a self-help book and personal journal all rolled into one."--TVGuide.com"Shamelessly entertaining...an antic, funny and surprisingly funky portrait of what its like to be one of the most fascinating forces in contemporary network television."-- Buffalo News (Editors Choice Review)"Small, charmingly odd, inspirational stories...Quite simply, its a book about how she learned to take care of herself, and how you might be able to as well. Welcome your new life coach, Shonda Rhimes."-- Vulture"Theres real value in the experiences Rhimes shares... When, for example, she discusses learning to take better care of herself, the memoir feels honest, raw and revelatory."-- The Washington Post"This memoir/call to arms from the one-woman force behind Greys Anatomy, Scandal, and How to Get Away With Murder is basically a New Years resolution between two covers. Wherever youre going, bring it with you."-- Bloomberg Businessweek"Youll want to standup and cheer when she takes control, remakes her life, and learns to loveherself."--Buzzfeed.com Review Quote "Youll want to standup and cheer when she takes control, remakes her life, and learns to loveherself." -Buzzfeed.com Excerpt from Book Year of Yes 1 NO "You never say yes to anything." Six startling words. Thats the beginning. Thats the origin of it all. My sister Delorse said six startling words and changed everything. She said six words and now, as I write this, I have become a different person. "You never say yes to anything." She didnt even say the six startling words. She muttered them, really. Her lips barely moving, her eyes fixed intently on the large knife in her hands as she was dicing vegetables at a furious pace, trying to beat the clock. yesyesyes Its November 28, 2013. Thanksgiving Day morning. So obviously, the stakes are high. Thanksgiving and Christmas have always been my mothers domain. She has ruled our family holidays with flawless perfection. Food always delicious, flowers always fresh, colors coordinated. Everything perfect. Last year, my mother announced that she was tired of doing all the work. Yes, she made it look effortless--that did not mean it was effortless. So, still reigning supreme, my mother declared she was abdicating her throne. Now, this morning, is Delorses first time stepping up to wear the crown. This has made my sister intense and dangerous. She doesnt even bother glancing up at me when she mutters the words. There is no time. Hungry family and friends will bear down on us in less than three hours. We have not even reached the turkey-basting segment of the cooking process. So unless my sister can kill me, cook me and serve me with stuffing, gravy and cranberry sauce, I am not getting her full attention right now. "You never say yes to anything." Delorse is the eldest child in our family. I am the youngest. Twelve years separate us; that age gap is filled by our brothers and sisters--Elnora, James, Tony and Sandie. With so many siblings between us, growing up, it was easy to feel as though the two of us existed in the same solar system but never visited each others planets. After all, Delorse was heading off to college as I was entering kindergarten. I have vague childhood memories of her--Delorse cornrowing my hair way too tightly, giving me a braid headache; Delorse teaching my older brothers and sisters how to do a brand-new dance called The Bump; Delorse walking down the aisle at her wedding, my sister Sandie and me behind her holding up the train of her gown, our father at her side. As a child, she was the role model of the kind of woman I was supposed to grow up to be. As an adult, shes one of my best friends. Most of the important memories of my grown-up life include her. So I suppose it is fitting that she is here now, muttering these words at me. It is fitting that right now shes the one both telling me who I am supposed to grow up to be and standing at the center of what will become one of the most important memories of my life. And this moment is important. She doesnt know it. I dont know it. Not right now. Right now this moment doesnt feel important at all. Right now, this feels like Thanksgiving morning and shes tired. She got up before dawn to call and remind me to take the twenty-one-pound turkey out of the refrigerator to settle. Then she drove the four blocks from her house to mine in order to do all the cooking for our big family dinner. Its not quite eleven a.m. but shes already been at it for hours. Chopping, stirring, seasoning. Shes working really hard. And I have been watching her. Its not as bad as it sounds. Im not doing nothing. Im not useless. Ive been handing her things when she asks. Also, I have my three-month-old daughter strapped to my chest in a baby sling and my one-and-a-half-year-old daughter on my hip. Ive combed my eleven-year-olds hair, turned off the TV show she was watching and forced a book into the childs hands. And were talking. My sister and I. Were talking. Catching up on all the things we have missed since, well . . . yesterday or maybe the day before. Okay. Fine. Im talking. Im talking. Shes cooking. Im talking and talking and talking. I have a lot to tell her. Im listing for her all of the invitations that Ive received in the last week or so. Someone wants me to speak at this conference and someone invited me to go to that fancy party and Ive been asked to travel to such-and-such country to meet that king or to be on a certain talk show. I list ten or eleven invitations I received. I tell her about all of them in detail. I will admit to you right now that I toss in a few extra juicy bits, spin a few tales, lay some track. Im purposely boasting a little bit--I am trying to get a reaction out of my big sister. I want her to be impressed. I want her to think Im cool. Look, I was raised in a great family. My parents and siblings have many wonderful qualities. They are universally pretty and smart. And like I said, they all look like fetuses. But the members of my immediate family all share one hugely disgusting criminal flaw. They do not give a crap about my job. At all. None of em. Not a one. They are frankly disturbed that anyone would be impressed by me. For any reason. People behaving toward me as though I might be vaguely interesting bewilders them deeply. They stare at one another, baffled, whenever someone treats me as anything other than what they know me to be--their deeply dorky, overly verbal, baby sister. Hollywood is a bizarre place. Its easy to lose touch with reality here. But nothing keeps a person grounded like a host of siblings who, when someone requests your autograph, ask in a truly horrified tone, "Her? Shondas autograph? Are you sure? Shonda? No wait, really, Shonda? Shonda RHIMES? Why?" Its super rude. And yet . . . think of how many bloated egos would be saved if everyone had five older brothers and sisters. They love me. A lot. But they are not gonna stand for any celebrity VIP crap from the kid in Coke-bottle glasses they all saw throw up alphabet soup all over the back porch and then slip face-first in the vomit chunks. Which is why right now Im verbally tap-dancing around the room, shaking it like Im competing for a mirror-ball trophy. Im trying to get my sister to show any sign of being impressed, a glimmer that she might think Im remotely cool. Trying to get a reaction from these people Im related to, well, it has almost become a game for me. A game I believe that one day I will win. But not today. My sister doesnt even bother to blink in my direction. Instead, impatient, possibly tired and likely sick of the sound of my voice going on and on about my list of fancy invitations, she cuts me off. "Are you going to do any of these things?" I pause. A little taken aback. "Huh?" Thats what I say. "Huh?" "These events. These parties, conferences, talk shows. Did you say yes to any of them?" I stand there for a moment. Silent. Confused. What is she talking about? Say yes? "Well. No, I mean . . . no," I stammer, "I cant say . . . obviously I said no. I mean, Im busy." Delorse keeps her head down. Keeps chopping. Later, when I think about it, I will realize she was probably not even listening to me. She was probably thinking about whether or not she had enough cheddar grated for the mac and cheese she had to make next. Or deciding how many pies to bake. Or wondering how she was going to get out of cooking Thanksgiving dinner next year. But in the moment, I dont get that. In the moment, my sister keeping her head down? It MEANS something. In the moment, my sister keeping her head down feels purposeful. Deep. Challenging. Rude. I have to defend myself. How do I defend myself? What do I-- At that exact moment (and this is so fortuitous I decide the universe loves me), Beckett, the sunny three-month-old baby strapped to my chest, decides to spit up a geyser of milk that runs down the front of my shirt in a creepy warm waterfall. On my hip, my prudish one-and-a-half-year-old, the moon to Becketts sun, wrinkles her nose. "I smell something, honey," she tells me. Emerson calls everyone "honey." As I nod at her and dab at the smelly hot milk stain, I pause. Take in the mess in my arms. And I have my defense. "Beckett! Emerson! I have babies!! And Harper! I have a tween! Tweens are delicate flowers! I cant just go places and do things!!! I have children to take care of!" I holler this across the counter in my sisters general direction. Wait. Speaking of taking care of stuff . . . I also have to take care of a little something called Thursday nights. Ha! I do a victory shimmy across the kitchen and point at her. Gloating. "I also have a job! Two jobs! Greys Anatomy AND Scandal! Three children and two jobs! Im . . . busy! I am a mother! Im a writer! I run shows!" Bam! I feel totally triumphant. Im a mother. A mother, damn it. I have children. THREE children. And Im running two television shows at one time. I have more than six hundred crew members depending on me for work. Im a mother who works. Im a working Details ISBN1476777128 Author Shonda Rhimes Short Title YEAR OF YES Language English ISBN-10 1476777128 ISBN-13 9781476777122 Media Book Format Paperback DEWEY B Year 2016 Publication Date 2016-09-13 Subtitle How to Dance It Out, Stand in the Sun and Be Your Own Person Imprint S&s/ Marysue Rucci Books Pages 352 Publisher S&s/ Marysue Rucci Books Audience General UK Release Date 2016-09-13 We've got this At The Nile, if you're looking for it, we've got it. With fast shipping, low prices, friendly service and well over a million items - you're bound to find what you want, at a price you'll love! TheNile_Item_ID:142144676;

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