Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Fake boyfriend blogfest

Amparo's blog is hosting a fake boyfriend blogfest.  So to honor the blogfest I have wrote a love letter to an oldie, but goodie...my former high school love, Angel.



Dear Angel,

First you left Sunnydale to go off on your own and do brooding vampire things like hang out with demons and then you decided to hide your true vampire identity and become an FBI agent.  But I’ve never given up hope that you would come back to your Angel-like ways and show the world what a real vampire looks like.

I’m pretty impressed with your evolution, Angel.  You went from playing with Buffy’s heart to hanging around a socially awkward anthropologist and NOT ONCE tried to bite her!  I’ve even seen you walk around in the sunlight and eat actual food.

Though I think it’s great that you’ve made progress in your vampire ways, I can’t help but miss the old brooding Angel that would make my heart swoon.  Sure, you still have those long, pondering stares that can make any girl melt as your chocolate brown eyes gaze straight into their heart, but it’s just not the same Angel!  I miss your inner Good vs. Evil struggle and the way I was always on pins and needles wondering what move you were going to make next.  You’ve gotten predictable and I miss your vampiric ways.

This is not a good-bye, Angel.  But maybe it’s time that we move on from each other.  I’m married now and my husband likes you as an FBI agent.  He doesn’t know the side of you that I spent my high school years watching.  So for now I think that it is best that we part ways, amicably, and maybe we’ll find each other in some dark teenage night club and I can be the one to get your leather jacket instead of Buffy.

Xoxo

Magan Vee.

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

WIP Wednesday

GET YOUR HEAD IN THE GAME



Text with my friend Rachel today:

Me:  Why would someone have the overwhelming urge to tell someone that they love them?

Rachel:  Because they had sex and are confusing infatuation and passion with love?  Or they've been hurt by someone they"loved" in their past and want confirmation and reassurance that the feelings are reciprocated?

Me:  You're so smart!  Lol I"m to that part of the MS and thinking why Libby wants to say it so bad.

Rachel:  Nice, definitely good to try and get inside her head.

Me:  I think it's definitely a reassurance thing for Libby.  She years for love and acceptance...it's why she joined a sorority. 

Rachel:  That sounds more like her to me.

And so it began, realizing that I had to start thinking like my character.  Sure there is a reason why I first told my husband that I love him, or that I just knew my two characters should be in love...  But then I knew that I had to not just think about me, but get inside of my character's head.

Now that I've seen more of the real Libby that I was trying to portray, not the stuck up sorority girl, but the tarnished, vulnerable girl with a yearning for acceptance...BOOM, I got inside my character's head.

How do you get inside your characters' head?  How would your character tell someone that they love them?

Monday, April 12, 2010

Love

So you think I'm going to write about Love, do ya?

Well this is love, but not the love that you are thinking of (Though Hubby poo is great).

I just wanted to say that I love, love, LOVE my first completed manuscript. Yes it is currently with an editor and once she is done tearing it to shreds and then I add those edits in to make it the best story ever, I honestly can't wait to query again.

Call me a nerd (this happens alot), call me whatever but I think you have to love your work very much to take all the rejection that comes along with it. When I was getting picked on in school, I wasn't ready yet to stand up for those things I really liked, but the things that I really loved I did defend till the death of them.

For instance: I had knee-high black I believe eighteen eyed pleather boots. I LOVED these boots. I got made fun of till no end in 8th grade for having these boots, but I didn't stop wearing them just because no one else liked them.

I think this is how everyone should feel about things that they love. Don't stop writing just because you get rejected! Don't stop singing just because you're off key! And don't stop reading those books you love just because people tell you that you look silly reading about teenage vampires!

Love what you do and if you don't love it, then why are you doing it?

Monday, March 22, 2010

Book titles

Some of you know what my book is about. Some of you have even read it. Well I think I need a better title. So even if you haven't read it or just have a gist of what it's about it, help me with a title? just say what jumps out to you!

A paper summer
My paper heart
My own summer
My (Potential) summer love story
The paper princess
1000 miles
Somewhere between love and Louisiana
Love and Paper
Hot off the presses
Front page story
From sorority to swamp
Paper girl
Love on paper


I haven't found the one I'm in love with yet, but I think I'm getting closer...