A True Love of Mine

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Not much else to tell you. I made it over the wall and so far, so good. The one thing that’s been on my mind lately, is that many of my nearest and dearest have been touched by good fortune. I was at my local book store a few weekends ago and someone mentioned a fellow Avon author’s book. When I told them how great she was, three different people each took one copy home. How cool is that?!?

And lately, friends have fallen in love, gotten pregnant, started new ventures or received new jobs. I’m just tickled that they’re happy and excited. It’s cheesey, I know, but what the hell, I have my moments of cheesiness.

Cheers,
Mary

Go There

Yesterday I hit a wall with the mariachi story I’m currently writing. Basically, my heroine decided to do something that I never imagined she’d do. I jumped out of my chair when I realized where we were going and paced my office and then finally turned off the computer thinking, there’s no way I’m gonna go there.

But then Ryan and I were watching Inside the Actor’s Studio with Clint Eastwood. James Lipton asked Eastwood about his character, Harry Calahan from the Dirty Harry series, specifically about how he would do his own stunts. When Lipton asked if he was afraid, Eastwood replied, “No. When you’re really in the character, you can do anything.”

I almost jumped off the couch but I was also in the middle of eating a chocolate croissant.

Anyway, I realized that writing is like acting except we play all the roles of our characters. But are you ever writing a scene and then suddenly you realize that you’re stomach is tingling with fear just like the character, or that for a moment, you could actually see the room in which your character was in. And just like actors when they spontaneously discover a new bit of dialogue or action, the writer has to go bravely forward in the character’s skin.

But it’s scary as hell sometimes. But necessary.

So with that brave comrades, I head off to my favorite coffee shop and jump off the bridge with my character.

P.S. Wish me luck.

Valentine’s Day Doesn’t Have To Suck

Thank you everyone for sharing your kind comments on the tasty tidbit of Switchcraft! If you haven’t already, check out the sneak peek of my May release, Names I Call My Sister featuring stories by moi, Berta Platas, Sofia Quintero and Lynda Sandoval.

There will be more Sisters sneaks as well as a Switchcraft Sneak Peek posted on my website in the near future, so don’t be a stranger!

Love,
Mary

Come Back Tomorrow!

I’m posting an extra special Valentine for all of you tomorrow. But it will be up for tomorrow only so make sure that you stop by!

Besitos,
Mary

YEEESSS!

To steal a line from my book, Switchcraft, I’m so proud that I could fart glitter!
The Dixie Chicks have won five Grammy’s including record and song of the year for “Not Ready to Make Nice.” They also won best country album and country performance by a duo or group With vocal, even though they no longer consider themselves country artists and were shunned by the country music community.
And to make it even nicer, they took the big daddy home: Album of the Year for “Taking the Long Way.”
Stick it to ’em, girls!
Photo credit: Lucy Nicholson/Reuters

Almost a Real Book

I just finished reading the copyeditted version of Switchcraft and the story wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.

When I started this book way back when I was six months pregnant, the wiring in my brain got all twisted around because I’ve been living with this bone-chilling fear that the story is the worst I’ve ever written. My agent loved it. My editors loved it and so you would think that I’d believe them.

But until I read the manuscript again, I realized that it’s pretty good. There are some areas that need a bit of work. Overall, I think Switchcraft is touching, sexy, funny and honest and I can’t wait for you to read it.

(By the way, it took me five minutes to write the previous sentence because I have a weird thing about praising myself.)

Quick reminder: the sneak peek to “Till Death Do Us Part” (from the anthology, Names I Call My Sister) will only be up for two more weeks! So if you haven’t checked it out, or you haven’t entered the contest, you better get over there!

Cheers,
Mary

Will it ever f%#$ing happen?

The Hollywood Reporter reported that Joss Whedon left the Wonder Woman project!

Read Whedon’s statement here.

So does that mean we’re stuck with super hero offal like Ghost Rider where Nicholas Cage is doing the sad comb-over thing?

Thank God for Spider Man 3.

Wait a second … wouldn’t Eva Mendes make an awesome Wonder Woman? She would, if only H-wood could get its act together, stop making ridiculous movies like Norbit and MAKE THE F%#$ING WONDER WOMAN MOVIE!

One of you…

has to read the final Harry Potter book for me. I can’t do it. What if she kills him off? Or Ron, or Hermione or Hedwig?!?

So please, one of you has to read it first and then tell me if it’s okay.

Even though the Harry Potter series has sold millions of copies around the world and made JK Rowling one of the wealthiest women in entertainment, I wouldn’t want to be her right now.

First, I don’t know how she wrote all those books with the world bouncing over her shoulder.

Second, how would you say good bye to a character who has lived with you for more than a decade? I miss Tamara, Will, Mrs. Allende, Isa … all of them so much.

Okay, back to work with me. Aracely is about to fitted for her traje (Mariachi suit) and I can’t wait!

Mary

Secret Desires Exposed!

Check out this Reuters article:

NEW YORK, Jan 31 (Reuters Life!) – Men might protest when they’re dragged along to the latest “chick flick” but really they enjoy romantic movies almost as much as women, according to a new U.S. study.

In a survey, psychology professor Richard Harris from Kansas State University asked 250 men and women to watch a romantic movie together then rate their enjoyment level on a seven point scale, with seven being the top score.

Women rated the movie at about six but men rated the film at about 4.8 which is much higher than people would have guessed and went against the usual stereotypes, Harris said.

“Everyone thinks that women like romantic movies and that they drag guys along to them,” Harris told Reuters.

“What was significant was that the guys also liked the movies, and that the choice to view a romantic movie was usually made together as a couple, not just by the girl.”

The study also asked both men and women to guess which scene their date would choose to play in the film.

Most women selected a romantic scene for themselves and their date, but guessed their date would pick a sex scene.

Harris said while many men did select a sex scene, the number was not nearly as high as the women predicted, with the findings again running contrary to common stereotypes.
He said movie studio executives should put aside stereotypes about “chick flicks” and recognize the fact that there is a moderate interest among men in romantic movies.

“There are a lot of men who go to these romantic movies and enjoy them. I wouldn’t write off the male audience just because it is a romantic film. I would suggest marketing to the men in the audience,” he said.

Why I Love Bad Movies

Sunday night Ryan and I popped in a copy of My Super Ex Girlfriend into the player and we just about died with joy.

It was so bad – the kind of bad where you feel embarassed for the actors – that we had to stop after fifteen minutes. Even though the movie was unwatchable, it was a gift. I have watched some pretty bad movies in my time, but that’s ok. I’m always looking for other movies to watch, so make sure to recommend some to me. My friend recently told me about using a Pirate proxy the other day to access the movies on Pirate Bay. She told me that there are multiple movies to download on there, so that’s something I need to look into soon. Plus, if we want more variety, we can always check out the best torrenting sites as well, so we can have other options. We love movies in this house, but we never seem to find any good ones.

My husband ran off to his computer and figured out his new screenplay. I whipped out my trusty AlphaSmart and wrote a scene that had me, literally, on the edge of my chair.

When I suffer through a horrible movie (the love scene from Star Wars Episode II: Attack of the Clones … shudder), I think to myself: if those guys could get that junker off the ground than damn it, there’s hope for me!

If a book doesn’t grab me by page five, I read the last chapter and then never open the book again.

However, the movies and books that I really have trouble with are the good ones. Depending on my current level of vulnerability, I can either finish with a renewed spirit, or feel the weight of every tree that died to provide the paper on which my books are printed.

Do you think I’m weird?

Don’t worry, I can handle it.