Ta dah!
There are some new updates with the release of Names I Call My Sister.
Check out the pearls and my nifty ‘do on SiTv’s On the Up segments.
Bestest friend and writer extraordinare, Jen Mahal shares a little about our friendship at One Page at a Time. (Love you, man!)
Crafty Chica and good friend, Kathy Cano Murrillo interviewed me on her blog.
I guest blogged at A Slice of Orange today.
And finally…
There’s a sneak peek of Switchcraft posted on my website!
Is this a bitchin’ cover or what?
Cheers,
Mary
P.S. If you’re in Laguna Beach, come meet me this Saturday at 11 a.m. at Latitude 33. Click here for the details.
By this time tomorrow…
I’ll have a fourth book on the shelves. How crazy is that?
In all honesty, I can’t quite wrap my mind around it. Maybe I’m hormonal today, but I still feel like a newbie writer checking and then rechecking her lottery ticket to make sure the numbers are right. The stories never get easier, nor do my characters become more cooperative. Also, the thrill of reading an email from a reader never lessens.
In short, this whole author thing is much cooler than a day job. And man, am I grateful to be where I am today.
But wait! My SíTv segment will air tomorrow through the 10th and then again on the 12th and 13th. On The Up isn’t scheduled at a regular time; it just pops up between shows and commercial breaks. But I’ll have a copy to post online soon.
Salud!
Mary
By this time tomorrow…
I’ll have a fourth book on the shelves. How crazy is that?
In all honesty, I can’t quite wrap my mind around it. Maybe I’m hormonal today, but I still feel like a newbie writer checking and then rechecking her lottery ticket to make sure the numbers are right. The stories never get easier, nor do my characters become more cooperative. Also, the thrill of reading an email from a reader never lessens.
In short, this whole author thing is much cooler than a day job. And man, am I grateful to be where I am today.
But wait! My SíTv segment will air tomorrow through the 10th and then again on the 12th and 13th. On The Up isn’t scheduled at a regular time; it just pops up between shows and commercial breaks. But I’ll have a copy to post online soon.
Salud!
Mary
31 Cent Scoop Night
Tonight, some time between 5 and 10 p.m. the Little Dude and I are going to our local Baskin-Robbins to support 31 Cent Scoop Night and National Fallen Firefighters Foundation (NFFF), an organization that honors America’s fallen fire heroes and their families.
My dad has been a firefighter with the San Diego Fire Department for 27 years. I remember one morning in particular when Dad came home with scorched turn-outs. He said he didn’t even know he was on fire until his partner threw him on the ground. Dad, like most firefighters, treated this sort of thing like it was a big joke. (They’re tough guys, you see.) But around that time, Dad started saying, “I love you” everytime we ended a phone call or went to bed.
Baskin-Robbins will donate $100,000 to NFFF that has developed, “Everyone Goes Home,” a program that helps to prevent fire fighting line-of-duty deaths and injuries.
Hee-bee-jeebies
Have you ever seen the movie, Chinatown with Jack Nicholson and Faye Dunway? If you haven’t, there is a scene where this guy cuts through Jack Nicholson’s nostril. It’s one of those scenes that are branded in your mind forever and when you think about it, you shiver and say, “blech!”
Well, I’ve just written three chapters that gave me the hee-bee-jeebies. Not so much “blech” in that blood is flying everywhere. More like “blech” in that I’d cut down to the bone and exposed the raw emotions of my characters. The exposure was necessary and not always pretty (or gory for that matter). But still, when I faced having to write those particular scenes, it was scary (in that I wasn’t sure I could go there), exhilarating (when I found that I could go there and beyond) and now, exhausting because I went there and I know I have to go back and do it again.
In spite of the doubt and fear that goes hand-in-hand with being a writer (and don’t get me started on the pay), I’d much rather be doing this than sitting in traffic every morning to get to a job that I hate.
Now I’m Getting Nervous
…because Names I Call My Sister will be unleashed on the reading public and all I can think about before I go to sleep are all the things I wish that I’d written differently.
I do this to myself with every book. And I have a feeling that it will only be worse with Switchcraft because it came from a deep and very personal place in my heart.
Cheers,
Mary
I wore the pearls…
Okay fine, that was a total lie.
You know, I should’ve taken a picture of myself because it took me half an hour to do the hair thing and that feat alone, was worth a photo.
Anyway the interview was a blast. I was more excited than nervous … and it wasn’t because Bling the Sound Guy had to attach the mic to the inside of my dress. (He was gentle but masterful … come on, I gotta make this interesting, right?)
Veronica Jacuinde and her crew were professional and very welcoming and it was over too soon.
Alas this morning, I’m back to my normal life. Ryan is coming down with a bug. The Little Dude woke up at 4 a.m., fussed all morning and then had to have a time-out after he smacked me.
But as soon as I know, I’ll let you know when the segment airs.
Cheers,
Mary
Look Ma: I’m Gonna Be On TV!
Dudes, I’m going to be interviewed for Si Tv’s “On The Up!”
So at 11:30 a.m. (PST) on Tuesday, think good thoughts that I don’t (a) have lipstick on my teeth, (b) babble or (c) forget that the title of my book is Names I Call My Sister. (Repeat to self!)
The last time I was interviewed on TV it was for Good Morning Arizona during my Hot Tamara book tour. I was fifteen weeks pregnant with the Little Dude and during the live segment, he started kicking me. It was hard not to grab my stomach and tell all of Arizona that I felt my passenger move for the first time.
In a way, I’m a bit sad that I’ll be flying solo this time around.
Oh and I found a red, wrap dress (ala Diane von Furstenberg) at Le Target. I’m trying to decide if I should go with pearls or a chunky, arty piece.
Cheers,
Mary
I’ve Got Nuthin’
To blog about anyway.