Tuesday, January 18, 2011

"I dress for women and I undress for men." Angie Dickinson



Angie Dickinson had an awesome career but she is best know for the groundbreaking TV show Police Woman back in the 70's - the first successful hour long drama with a woman in the title role. Here are some quotes from Angie...

In Rio Bravo when Duke makes love to Feathers, the scene dissolves to the next morning where we see him putting on his vest and almost humming. It was subtle, but you knew what happened. Give me a towel and some blankets any day!
Angie Dickinson

My mother was against me being an actress - until I introduced her to Frank Sinatra.
Angie Dickinson

Without Police Woman I wouldn't have had a career. The show started about the same time the women's movement was taking off. Ours was the first prime-time one-hour show featuring a strong, professional woman. It paved the way for other series to follow. Angie Dickinson

This one is HILARIOUS! -
When I started shooting "Police Woman" (1974), someone asked me if I had ever played a sleuth before. I said, "Yes, many times". I thought they were asking me if I had ever played a slut. I didn`t know what a sleuth was. Angie Dickinson

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday - 1/16/11

Here we are in Chapter 6 of Playing For Keeps. Ryan and Samantha had sex in the hotel gym the night before then went back to their separate rooms. It's the morning and before he leaves for the stadium he stops by her room where she is getting ready also to report on the game. She tells him it can't happen again - he says I guess this means no good luck kiss... and she says it's just convenient sex for him and he says...

"Nothing about you is convenient."

Before Samantha could shut the door, Ryan reached out, putting his hand on her waist, pulling her to him.

She didn't resist. Instead she looked into his warring eyes, which conflicted with the gentle caress of his thumb across her cheek.

"Sometimes a man has to make his own luck."

Then he kissed her as if he was the conquering hero and she his conquest.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Without music life would be a mistake. ~Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche



Love Songs - Part 2
Love songs can be like a mini romance novel or slice of one.

My favorite genre of music is rock and hard rock. We're taking AC/DC, Guns&Rose, Springsteen-and on and on.

But I'm a sucker for a good love song. This is #2 in my series.

Swaying to the Music by Johnny Rivers is one of my favorites - it is so romantic! There is no music video since it was recorded before MTV so I choose this montage from Moonlight - still so heartbroken that the series was canceled but at least Alex O'Loughlin is looking hot in Hawaii 5-0

Monday, January 10, 2011

What happens next?


In Writer's Digest February issue there is an article - 25 Ways To Improve Your Writing in 30 Minutes a Day. Several writers contributed to the article but it was the first way by David Morrell, author of First Blood that helped the most.

Basically he said that the flow of our story will be 'impeded in two main ways - if we try to make the story do something that it doesn't want to do, or if something in us isn't ready to face the full implications of the work's theme and emotions.

He says to 'literally ask your work in progress , "What do you want me to do? Where do you want me to go with you?" There was more - but you get the idea.

So I decided to do this with my wip - Love By Design - here is how the conversation went... (and if you've forgotten Russ is based on Josh Holloway from LOST)

LIZ : So Russ - what happens next?

RUSS: You have to ask?

LIZ: Yeah, that's what the article said.

RUSS: S - E - X

LIZ: Again?

RUSS: Don't see what the problem is.

LIZ: You were in bed with Victoria for 2 chapters!

RUSS: I can go 3 or 4.

LIZ: Sigh. What do you think Victoria?

VICTORIA: It's not rocket science.

LIZ: Yeah, more like chemistry.

VICTORIA: That's pretty lame. Russ can you believe she calls herself a writer?

RUSS: Well, she created you.

LIZ: Awwww....

VICTORIA: Listen, woman - he's mine.

LIZ: I know. But a girl can dream.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday - 1/9/11



Going back a couple of chapters in Playing For Keeps.
Ryan has proposition Samantha to come up to his room (she is staying at the same hotel as the football team) They reached the elevator at the same time after checking in but she won’t get in and Ryan put his hand on the door so it won’t close as he awaits her decision...

Those hands could cradle the ball with such subtle grace that made her breasts ache in need. He caught impossible passes, using his long, slender fingers to coax the ball to do his bidding, like he would coax her to a climax.
“Coming?” he asked suggestively.
Samantha looked him in the eyes and swallowed her lustful thoughts. “I’ll take the stairs.”
Ryan shook his head in disappointment and dropped his hand. “Chicken.”
The door slid shut.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

"Give me my robe, put on my crown; I have" Cleopatra from Shakespeare's Anthony and Cleopatra



The December 2010 issue of the Smithsonian included a wonderful article by Stacy Schiff entitled Rehabilitating Cleopatra.

Cleopatra ruled Egypt for 21 years and yet it would be men on the winning side of history, male writers throughout the centuries, and Hollywood directors who would label her a seductress.

As Schiff writes “It has forever been preferable to attribute a woman’s success to her beauty rather than her brains, to reduce her to the sum of her sex life.”
And
“Cleopatra would unsettle more as sage than seductress; it is less threatening to believe her fatally attractive than fatally intelligent.”

Halleluiah, sister!

As much as I firmly believe this to be true I still think Elizabeth Taylor made a rocking Cleopatra.

Here is a suitable quote from Shakespeare's Anthony and Cleopatra - "My honour was not yielded, but conquered merely."

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday - 1/2/11



So excited to be back for Six Sentence Sunday. These six are from Playing For Keeps - Chapter 10.
When Samantha kicks at a pile of leaves Ryan has raked outside her family home (long story as to why) he throws her into the pile and kisses her.


From faraway he heard the screen door slam and her nephew yelling, “Ryan is kissing Aunt Sami!’
After leisurely ending the kiss, he said, “I’m in deep trouble now.”
“You’re a big boy.”
“You can feel that, huh?”
She playfully shoved his shoulder. “That’s not what I meant, but yeah you are.”