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Trish Silver provides a wonderful take on what life for a contestant on a reality television show is like after the last performance. She gives a remarkable view of the world beyond and how a star is born. The original music that was made for the novel only adds to the magical ambiance that Ms. Silver so marvelously crafts. This is a story for anyone who has ever been in love or ever dreamed of finding the special person meant for them.
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The reason that I just wrote my last blog about the homeless is because it’s a big part of my book. I don’t want anyone to think that my book is one dimensional, because my novel is so much more. I hope that my book not only arouses people’s sexual senses, but raises their awareness and social consciousness. I wrote “When I Remember Love,” not only to titillate but to show that fidelity can exist among married couples in love.
I was watching Nightline the other night and saw a segment called “Born to Cheat?” On the show Pastor Ed Young said that if a couple has a great sexual life it’s not necessary for the spouses to stray outside the marriage. This passage about passion and sexuality is actually a scripture in the bible. This validates to me the choice I made early on to craft my characters with integrity and fidelity. I was glad that I didn’t bow to the pressures from publishers and evaluators to add more conflict through cheating and drug use. I wanted this not to be the typical pop star rise and fall story about a celebrity being corrupted by fame and fortune. I wanted to prove that you one could write an exciting story without stooping to that level.
By the way, I’m still struggling with blogging but I’m learning to tolerate it.
Sorry fans that I missed two days of blogging. I went to a barbeque on Sunday, needing to get away from my computer. My leg was developing sciatica and was hurting like the devil. So my dear husband and I were off to a day of surf and turf. Well, I did eat shrimp and sat in a lukewarm Jacuzzi since it was 110 degrees in sunny California. Okay, so it was a poor man’s surf and turf, but it was great for my psyche. I tried not to think about writing or marketing my book and just enjoyed the afternoon and evening. Sitting in the spa for hours, talking with friends was heavenly until we finally heard the vociferous call that the lamb chops were done. We hurried into the house for a great dinner and much needed socializing with friends.
One of my friends asked how the book was selling. I said, “Great for an unknown author.”
The conversation suddenly changed to other topics. I’m used to my friends being indifferent. I thought to myself, but wait until I turn into a famous writer, then I will get the respect that I deserve!
When I got home, I tried to get it together. I checked my blog and still no comments. Staring at my computer in disbelief, I thought how could this happen. So I played free poker on line to ease my pain.
The next morning, I worked on my continuing second novel. In the late afternoon, I went to play cards with my little old lady friend from Pasadena. Her name is Rose, she’s 90 and sharp as a tack. She’s unbelievable…no health problems and very serious about her card games…a no nonsense type of gal. I love games and gambling! It runs in my family. My father died in front of a slot machine. He had a massive coronary. Maybe that will be my fate too. We played Shanghai Rummy from 5:30 until 1 a.m. She beat me four out of six games. There are nine different games to one set. So that makes 56 games in all. I went home trampled, but happy. I love her company and spunk. I want to be her when I grow up!
By the way, the California fires were burning all around us. On my way home, the smoke came blasting through the air-conditioning vents and I was afraid they were going to close the freeway or I was going to die of asphyxiation. However, I made it home safely. It’s sad how two firemen lost their lives fighting these horrific fires. I’m grieving for them and their families. We experienced a fire once and believe me, it was scary. Our house took eight months to be rebuilt, and we lost a lot of things…just things. Everybody lived and that was all that mattered.
It’s late, my eyes are closing, and tomorrow I’m listening to a teleseminar about Facebook and other social media sites. Stay tuned for some valuable information on networking and promotion. If you would like to leave a comment… you can.
Wow…this blogging thing is very time consuming. I’m a fiction writer, but my dear husband says that I can write anything. I want to share with aspiring writers how this experience has been for me, so I may help them in the future. Writing this novel has been the best thing that has happened to me except for marrying my husband, giving birth to my boys and being there when my beautiful grandchildren were born, When I was writing the book, every time that I finished a chapter I shared it with anyone that would listen. Writers tend to be insecure and need the feedback.
My husband and I are huge fans of American Idol. Season two was my favorite, because that is when I heard the voice of the incredible song stylist, Clay Aiken. He moved me and I was hooked. I was never a fan of any singer, well maybe Elvis but not really anyone else. I followed him like a groupie all over the country. He’s the ultimate entertainer and I learned a lot about his overzealous fans (like me) that followed him, spent our life savings, but we all had the time of our lives! Clay made me feel sixteen again. I had a boyfriend before my husband, who happened to be a rock star. Clay, who’s clearly not Aidan (my hero in my novel), helped me indirectly set the ground work for my love story.
My first real job was with a theatrical agency on Sunset Strip. I was hired because of my astrological sign. I’m a Leo! I couldn’t even type, but I fit in because I was neurotic and creative. Welcome to Hollywood! Stay tuned because I will give you hints and tips all about the joys and pitfalls of writing a novel. Is anybody reading my blog yet? Don’t be bashful- comment!