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Monday, July 13, 2015

The Appeal of James Bond



In the summer of 1972, my husband-to-be took me to the drive-in where I saw my first James Bond movie. I’ve been hooked ever since. I’ve watched every one of the twenty-three films so many times I can recite a lot of the dialogue. Like every movie-goer, I have my favorites as well as a couple that I can pass up any time.

The films are derived from the books by Ian Fleming, who was an intelligence officer during World War II. Action, adventure, a compelling hero, beautiful women, and great villains make the James Bond franchise the longest running film series in history. Fifty-three years. Incredible. And more to come.

Every Bond aficionado has their favorite actor who’s played the famous spy. Sean Connery, Pierce Brosnan, and Daniel Craig are my favs. Connery and Brosnan epitomized the tall, dark, and handsome hero. When I heard that the short, blond Craig was supposed to be the next Bond, I was not impressed. How could 5’10” Craig take the place of 6’2” Brosnan or 6’2½” Connery? After the 10-minute chase scene at the beginning of Casino Royale, I changed my mind about Craig. Wow. His Bond wasn’t suave, he was a newbie just earning his double 0 status, making mistakes, even vulnerable. Hard-hitting, gritty, exactly what the assassin was before he gained polish. The relationship between him and his boss M (played by Judy Dench) grew during the films until it became more like mother and son.

My least favorite actor to play Bond was George Lazenby, followed by Timothy Dalton, and Roger Moore. Bad casting. Moore brought a lot of humor to the series, but too often he smirked. Two movies I could pass up are In Her Majesty’s Secret Service (Lazenby) and Licensed to Kill (Dalton).

The Bond villains are so distinctive. From the somber Dr. No to the arrogant Goldfinger, the villains have to give Bond a run for his money. Then there was the very physical Xenia Onatopp who “always liked a good squeeze.” The best villain so far (to me) is Javier Bardem’s Silva in Skyfall. He is such a creepy sociopath.

The writers are top-notch. Some of the dialogue was witty, some of the quips real groaners. I love the music, especially the title songs. I remember being surprised that Paul McCartney and Wings sang the title song for “Live and Let Die.” Other famous singers added their voices to the opening titles—Shirley Bassey, Duran Duran, Sheryl Crow, for example, The most poignant title song was Adele’s “Skyfall.”

As you can tell, I’m a fan. You can be sure to find me in the audience for the next Bond film Spectre in November.

Do you have a favorite? Film or actor?


I'm doing double duty today. As well as my post here, it's my turn over at Paranormal Romantics where I talk about science fiction TV series. Come on over and say hi.


Monday, July 6, 2015

#SciFiRom #Giveaway: The SFR Brigade Summer Café - Space Opera




Welcome to Week 6 of the Science Fiction Romance Brigade's Summer Café. We're all about Space Opera this week.
 
Whenever I hear or read the term “space opera” I think of Star Wars. A little guy destroys a galactic empire. Big, sweeping drama. A romance that seems incidental but gratifying. All told over three big (money-making) films.

My Outer Rim series, which pales in comparison to George Lucas’ saga, has the same space opera component. Little “guys” (actually fems) dare to take on the biggest, baddest galactic villain just short of the Emperor. The kicker is they didn’t mean to. My heroines are just minding their own business—Celara, a cargo hauler; Jileena, a geologist; Rissa, a bartender—when their lives intersect with the gangster Hallart. Since the series’ theme is “strong women surviving on the frontier of space,” you know a fem has to take down Hallart. How? I haven’t figured that out yet. How many stories? As many as it takes.

THE PILOT:
Life on the frontier of space is hard enough so when pirates stole Celara d'Enfaden's cargo, she vowed not to be tricked again. Determined to make an example out of indie pilots who disobey orders, Coalition Administrator Trevarr Jovano impounds Celara’s starship and cargo. If he backs down, he’ll lose respect. If she can’t deliver her cargo, she’ll default on her loan and lose her only home—her ship. More important than her ship, though, is her brother. To rescue him from a galactic gangster, she’ll even work with Jovano who is bent on avenging his wife’s murder.

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THE CHAMELEON:
Socialite Jileena Winslott has perfected the image of the spoiled, rich, bubble-headed daughter of an industrial magnate. In reality, she’s a smart, savvy aide to her father in social situations where she is his eyes and ears. She yearns to be her true self and run the family business. When her father sends her on a covert mission to the Outer Rim, she has the chance to prove herself. Big problem. He insists she take along a fake fiancĂ©—the man she’s secretly loved for years.

Security Officer Laning Servary has better things to do than babysit a spoiled rich girl on a tour of the Frontier. If he refuses, he can kiss his career good-by. Then Jileena’s father sweetens the pot. If Laning keeps her safe, his family will receive the land they share-crop. He can’t refuse.

In the close quarters of her ship, Laning and Jileena discover they aren’t who they seem. Pirates, weather, and her recklessness threaten to derail the mission. As Laning and Jileena revise their impressions of each other, they’ll have to make hard choices about their goals.

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THE PROTECTOR (COMING THIS SUMMER)
After tavern owner Rissa Dix rescues two girls from a slave ship, she must rally the townsfolk to prevent traffickers from raiding the frontier colony, but she’s met with apathy and disbelief. Because she lost her own baby to traffickers, she’s determined no other mother will suffer the same heartache. Industrialist heir Dillan Rusteran aids her in rescuing more children. Little do they know they’re about to tangle with a trafficking ring that puts Rissa in danger. Dillan’s loved her for ten years despite her claim she’s too old for him. As they fight the traffickers, will she finally see him in a new light? 

RECIPE

The month after I married in1972, I found an interesting recipe in The Detroit News. Although it isn’t kneaded, I like to think my bread is similar in taste to jambor, the bread of the Outer Rim.

Onion Casserole Bread

[from start to finish, approx. 3 hours]

1 cup milk, scalded
3 TBSP sugar
1½ TBSP butter
2 packages dry yeast
¾ cup warm water
1 envelope dry onion soup mix
3½ - 4 cups flour

Combine milk, sugar, and butter in mixing bowl. Cool to lukewarm. In a separate bowl, add yeast to water. Still until dissolved. Add to milk mixture. Stir in onion soup mix then flour to make a soft dough. Stir and blend for about 2 minutes. Cover and let rise for about 45 minutes or until double in bulk. Grease a 1½ quart round casserole bowl. Stir dough down. Beat vigorously for ½ minute. Turn into casserole. Cover and let rise until double in bulk.

Preheat oven to 375°. Bake 1 hour or until loaf tests done.

An excerpt from THE PROTECTOR:

Dillan woke up to a steady thump-thump-thump. Damn, the sublight engine was acting up again. He rolled over and almost fell out of bed.
Two things hit him at the same time. He wasn’t in the wide, comfortable bed in his quarters aboard ship and the thumping wasn’t his sublight. Thank the stars for that.
After dressing and taking care of his needs in the small san-fac near the stairs, he ambled down carrying his boots in the event the big Zebori was still asleep. Although how anyone could sleep through all that thumping he had no idea. He followed the noise into the kitchen.
Rissa stood at the island kneading dough. Last night he remembered how much higher than normal the island was. She’d built it to accommodate her height. For a moment, he just watched her as she concentrated on her task. Several lumps of grayish-brown dough sat on the flour-covered table waiting their turn. Even though he was a few meters away, the yeasty scent hit his nose and brought back memories of the times he’d been there before. And how much he enjoyed her company. Despite her treating him like a kid.
The dark haired teen—Pela?—worked alongside Rissa. She noticed him first. Panic crossed her strong features before she murmured to Rissa.
“Good morning, sleepyhead.” She laughed as she turned the dough she’d been punishing into a long, loaf pan. She picked up another lump and went to work on it.
Dillan yawned. “What time is it?”
“Almost Mid-Day.” With her forearm, she wiped the sweat off her brow then went back to kneading. “Pela, you did fine. Turn that one into the next pan then get Dillan a cup of sheelonga tea.”
Pela eyed him with uncertainty.
“I can get it.” He sure didn’t want to upset the girl. “Mugs still next to the sink?”
Rissa looked surprised that he remembered. He remembered everything about her. She’d stayed in his mind after every trip from the time he was sixteen.

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Wednesday, July 1, 2015

#IWSG: Insecurities



It's the first Wednesday of the month and that means it's Insecure Writers Support Group time. IWSG is the brainchild of Ninja Captain Alex J. Cavanaugh Thanks, Alex, for starting this group and keeping it going. And thanks to this month's awesome hosts Charity Bradford, S.A. Larsen, AJ, Tamara Narayan, Allison Gammons, and Tanya Miranda!

I wish I had advice to give those struggling with insecurities. We all have them. It’s part of our makeup as writers. To be a good writer, we have to be sensitive. Not just feel emotions, we have to be able to write so well that we elicit emotions in our readers.
That’s a tough job.

So being sensitive people, we are easily hurt when someone says our “baby is ugly”—aka, rejection. Not just formal rejections from an editor or agent, but by critique partners when they point out what isn’t working in the story. Or a family member who thinks we just sit around all day and drink coffee. (Okay, we do a lot of that, too.) Nobody but another writer knows how hard it is to put words on a page (or screen) in a cohesive way that forms a story. When we don’t receive positive support, we hurt.

We read how we need to toughen up, develop a thick skin. Yeah, right. We throw our heart and soul into our work, an editor loves it enough to give it life, and a reviewer thinks it stinks. Ouch. How do we deal with that? Not read reviews? Then we might miss those 5-star reviews that make our day and give us that proverbial pat on the back we need.

Working in solitude, we often feel alone. In online writer groups like this or groups that meet in person, our peers bolster us and help us deal with insecurity. Hurray for the Insecure Writers Support Group where we can let our insecurities hang out and know that someone (many someones) will offer words of comfort and encouragement.

As a reminder, here's the purpose of IWSG: To share and encourage. Writers can express doubts and concerns without fear of appearing foolish or weak. Those who have been through the fire can offer assistance and guidance. It’s a safe haven for insecure writers of all kinds!

Happy Writing and don't let insecurity get you down.

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