October 2

#MondayMorningMusic – Wrong by Depeche Mode

When I first wrote Yours Truly, any song mentions I included in the book were the first that came to mind – I went with my gut on most things, song choice included. Most of my original choices made the final cut.

But I had trouble picking a song that would fit Izzie to a “t”. She’s sort of a quirk of nature – with no qualities that truly stand out, except maybe for her absolute clumsiness – she is, as intended, something of an everyman.

Ultimately, I wanted a song that would speak to Izzie being on the outside of things. Like many women, she dated someone who was a complete jerk, but lacked the self-confidence to realize she deserved better. While it’s only hinted at, she has a track record of dating the wrong men. Her down-to-earth demeanor is no match for Cardwell’s celebrity (or at least what she thinks Cardwell’s girlfriend should be like).

Which is how I ended up with Depeche Mode’s, “Wrong”. It’s the song I play for myself on my birthday every year – I tend to be on the outside of most things… sometimes by choice, sometimes not. “Wrong” was such the right pick to start off Izzie’s story, I’m almost irritated it took me so long to realize it.

If you haven’t yet checked out Yours Truly, get thee hence! 🙂 And skip down to the video to get your toes tapping.

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Print

The Wild Rose Press / Amazon

E-Book

The Wild Rose Press / Amazon / Barnes and Noble

BookStrand / Kobo

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Depeche Mode – Wrong from Depeche Mode on Vimeo.

October 8

I Stand with Vin or The Struggle Continues…

Vin Diesel
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This morning my Facebook Trending feed showed me a headline that set the butterflies to goofing off:

Vin Diesel: Actor Appears in Shirtless Photo during Vacation in Florida

I’m sad to say I didn’t hesitate to click on it—I mean, who wouldn’t want to see a picture of Vin Diesel shirtless? Plus, he’s in Florida; I’m in Florida… I typically don’t go for the super buff in terms of what I’m attracted to, but he’s bald, and that is right up my alley.

Only his being shirtless wasn’t the point of the “article”—the author (whoever that may be, I didn’t stay long enough to get the name) chose to focus on his out of shape appearance.

Of course with celebrity a certain amount of public attention goes with the territory, but I don’t think I’ll ever understand the lengths the rag mags on or offline will go to in order to tear someone down. And I don’t need to read the comments to know there are plenty in the public who’ll take the opportunity to jump on the bandwagon too.

When I started writing Yours Truly, Cardwell B. (aka From Poe to Know) it was because of my supercrush on Benedict Cumberbatch. But as the story went on, I started thinking about what life must be like for those whose celebrity status means constant interaction with the paparazzi and what it would mean for anyone in the periphery. Love celebrities or hate them, I think we all sometimes forget they’re real people with real lives and real loved ones who are impacted by this kind of crap.

I don’t know Vin, don’t really know anything about him besides his movies (some of which I’ve enjoyed) and he sure as hell doesn’t need me to defend him, but surely his hard work and smarts (he wouldn’t be at his level of celebrity—regardless of what one thinks about the profession—without either one) what he’s done is worth more than this.