Welcome To My World

Every now and then, especially when I’m deep into the writing of a story, I dream about a town where all of my characters live. I even see those characters from past books as I walk down the streets. But what’s really weird is when I’m writing a new story, old characters pop into the narrative to say hi.

Last month, I turned in the copyeditted manuscript of Switchcraft and was reminded that Isa and Tamara make a surprise appearance in the story. It wasn’t deliberate on my part. I remember writing that scene and suddenly there they were, walking into the boutique and giving me an update on what’s happened in their lives since we last left them in In Between Men.

When Stephanie Laurens spoke at OCC RWA this Saturday, she mentioned that she can see her story unfold like a movie playing in her head. But somewhere in the recesses of my head, it feels as if there is a whole world. Occcasionally I find a window or a door into that world, and it’s comforting to know that it’s always there.

So I’m curious. How many of you have a world in your head, or see your stories or hear your music?

I’d like to think I’m not the only one!

Cheers,
Mary

Why I Think “The Secret” Is Dangerous To Women

A few months ago, before it became a NYT Bestselling book and appeared on Oprah (twice), my mother-in-law lent us a videotape of The Secret.

My husband and I sat down to watch it and at first, I was nodding my head. It made sense that strong, positive thinking is instrumental in accomplishing your goals. That’s what I did when I was trying to sell my first book, and continue to do with each and every book that I write and then promote. But as the movie progressed I started thinking, wait a minute…

There were two scenarios in which characters, based on real-life siutuations, used The Secret to change their lives. The first was a guy who was bullied by the local ruffians in his neighborhood and was struggling to get his stand-up comedy career off the ground. But then he changed his thinking and viola, the bullies slunk off and he was a hit at the same comedy club that booed him off-stage.

The second scenario was a young woman who was walking down the street and saw a dazzling necklace in the jewlery store window. She pined for it. But she could never afford it. So she used The Secret to change her thinking and viola, her boyfriend gave it to her.

That’s when I turned off the tape.

This is 2007 and I was appalled that this best-selling phenomenon is whispering a subtle message of passivity. The Secret showed the guy take action in changing his life. But the heroine? Oh she just closed her eyes, tapped her heels together and whispered, “There’s no place like home” until Prince Charming delivered love, security, and happiness in the form of a necklace.

As a writer of romantic comedy, I always roll my eyes when I hear literary critics tear down romance and chick lit as anti-woman when in truth, romance and chick lit portray women who actively pursue their goals. They don’t wait around for some guy to give them what they want; they demand it and if he doesn’t rise to the occasion (hee hee, get it?), she walks.

So I have an alternative to The Secret. Suze Orman just released a new book, Women and Money and after watching her PBS special, I felt inspired, hopeful and even more, empowered. Her message to women to create security for themselves is the kind of message I want my neice and all the young ladies in my life to hear as they grow up into young women.

But before I end this, I’ll admit that my husband has given me some fabulous jewelry that I cherish. But there’s no way to describe the pride of walking out of store with a piece that I bought myself with money I earned from selling my second book, thankyouverymuch.

Stay strong ladies!

Mary

Photo: Las soldaderas during the Mexican Revolution

Hot For Teacher

Guess what? For four weeks, starting May 15th, I’ll be teaching an online class on how to create your story using the three-act screenwriting structure. The cost is $20 for members of Orange County Chapter of RWA and $30 for non-members. For all the details, go here.

I wish had something something profound to say, but I’m in shiny-new-idea phase. And I have press releases to write.

Cheers!

Mary

Hot For Teacher

Guess what? For four weeks, starting May 15th, I’ll be teaching an online class on how to create your story using the three-act screenwriting structure. The cost is $20 for members of Orange County Chapter of RWA and $30 for non-members. For all the details, go here.

I wish had something something profound to say, but I’m in shiny-new-idea phase. And I have press releases to write.

Cheers!

Mary

More Tease, Please!

Sad news: the sneak peek into Names I Call My Sister will be removed from my site.

Good news: an excerpt will be up with a new contest! Also my comadres, Berta and Sofia have posted excerpts of their novellas as well!

Till Death Do Us Part, Mary Castillo: Dori and her sister Sela, live up to the name “those Wild Orihuela girls” at their brother’s wedding and it’s just what their future sister-in-law deserves.

What Stays in Vegas, Berta Platas: Anita has always counted on her dependable big sister. But now Susu is acting like the wild-child, and its Anita’s turn to be the responsible one.

Whipped, Sofia Quintero: Always ceding the spotlight to Jen, Michelle went and got a secret life. But now that Jen is running for office Michelle’s alter ego may be a secret no more.

Diss-Connected, Lynda Sandoval: If your sister can’t keep a secret than who can? As host of a popular radio show, Marisol can’t help but talk too much. But this time she let slip her seemingly quiet sister, Christy’s, darkest secret—on air.

When No Means No But It Should Mean Yes

I got an email today from an aspiring writer who happened upon In Between Men and loved it.

She asked if I ever got used to the rejections – apparently she read my story about how I almost didn’t become an author. She wanted to know because her fear of “no” kept her from sitting down to write.

Unfortunately, yes, I have gotten used to people saying no. In fact, I’m slightly surprised when I get a yes!

It all began when I was in the School for Creative and Performing Arts at Chula Vista High School. We had to audition for every play and I sucked so bad that I always ended up as walking and talking scenery. But it never stopped me from trying for the roles with lines.

I finally got it but I only had one line and the nerves before each performance nearly killed me.

When I took my first screenwriting class, we had to pitch three ideas to the group and they decided which one you would write. I had do it again because the first three – none of which, thankfully, I can remember – wouldn’t fly with the class.

It’s not so much that I have this tough-as-rawhide skin. My writing teacher, Ben Masselink once told me, “The writer’s skin has to be thick enough to withstand criticism but thin enough to take in the world around him.”

Rather, I’ve learned not to take it personally and if a “no” stings, then there’s a lesson in it somewhere. Either my idea doesn’t have legs or it needs time to develop a pair; or its a matter of wrong person, wrong project, wrong time. When its the later, saying no to me is like waving a red flag in front of a bull. I’ll take the hits but somehow, some way, I’ll find the person who will say yes.

Have you had to keep going in spite of getting a no? Did you ever have to give up and change direction?

I wanna know!

Cheers,
Mary

A True Love of Mine

I’m guest blogging today at A Slice of Orange! Check it out.

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