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.

May 28

The Note that Started it All

IMG_1443The craziness around here continues as the tale end of the adoption saga for my brother and sister-in-law finally comes. Only a couple more weeks and everyone will be home. Then the real fun starts with getting my niece and nephew firmly established into the family with a younger sibling, my nephew, Monkey, and a niece, Le Woah, on the way. It’s going to be kid craziness with some extra special loving going on to account for the orphanage time. I can’t wait!

Amid all that is the need to get the house I live in ready for my parents to move in. They own it and there’s a ton of stuff to be done. First thing to go will be the nasty-ass carpets. Those will be pulled up by my dad and me this coming Monday and Tuesday. Which means I have to pack up everything in my room so it can be moved, etc.

As I was going through the pile of papers I invariably have, I came across the index card you see above. And laughed.

That’s how the idea for From Poe to Know started.

At the time, I’d been sort of keeping an eye on the media coverage of Benedict Cumberbatch and he was all golden boy, all the time. I knew it would only be a matter of time before the gossips got bored and the news coverage went south (That actually started happening just a few months later. Nothing major, but you know it’s a slow news period when the rags start going on about his attire and how tired he looked after he just got off a lengthy flight).

I jotted that note down right before I passed out for a nap. In my tired brain mode, I started thinking about celebrities and stalkers and absently wondered what would happen if the stalker became the stalkee. Usually it’s the Average Joe who does the stalking and the celebrity who has to put up with the shenanigans, but what would happen if it were reversed? If the celebrity was the stalker and the Average Joe the recipient? I scribbled the note you see so I wouldn’t forget my train of thought while I was sleeping.

A couple of days later I started fleshing out the idea. It didn’t turn out anything like I initially thought it would. I had planned for the “stalking” bit to play more of a prominent role and for the romance to be the sole focus. Turns out I had much more to say on the matter and discovered my original thought was only a small part of the story.

And so it goes. Book 2 is in progress, for those following along. My starting point for that is the idea of what it would be like to actively date a celebrity. That’s making me laugh just thinking about it. It’s taking far longer than expected to write due to the adoption and the prep and work and life, but stay tuned. Izzie’s story has only just started.

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