It's some sort of night and I'm feeling some sort of way. The beat of this song just feels good! Hot, sexy, and decadently wicked.
I can feel a serious writing binge coming on. Words are the sweetest addiction.
Sunday, July 15, 2012
So let me tell you about my day.
Arriving shortly after six in the morning we were close to the front of the line, being numbers 074 and 075 on their lineup sheets. For us, the weather was perfect, overcast with moderately warm temperatures. We were not uncomfortable compared to people who arrived later and found themselves directly beneath the sun’s rays by the lunch hour with the temperatures quickly approaching hot as hell.
Things didn't officially kick off until shortly after 10 am. During the wait we got to know the people in line with us. There was the bright and bubbly kindergarten teacher who has recently ended her eight year career. She’s been awarded a fellowship to Old Dominion to pursue her Doctorate’s degree. Cute as a button with a vibrant, bubbly personality, she wanted to do Biggest Loser because she can’t fit into her cute car, fearful of damaging the good upholstery. Her best friend, a seriously talented dress designer for women with curves tagged along for the ride.
Then there were the sisters looking to make a life change, both adorned from head to foot in bling and sparkle. There was the cute guy looking great in green who works in a car dealership in Tennessee. He had traveled to the Atlanta casting call first, then unhappy with how things went, decided to give the North Carolina auditions a shot. His face was familiar to me and I’m still racking my brain to remember where I know him from.
And then there was the big guy with the flaming red hair who’d amassed quite a twitter following to support his journey, one exuberant fan going out of her way to find him to say hello and shake his hand. He came with his mother, a delightful personality with a great sense of humor. Mom was along for the ride, willing to do whatever was necessary for her baby boy.
There was a wealth of personalities eagerly seeking one of the few available slots. And they came in a range of sizes from wide to wider. Everyone came with a story and a dream, wanting to do better and be better for themselves and the family and friends that they loved. Most were grateful for the opportunity and only a select few had the potential to bring down everyone else’s good mood.
I haven’t gotten my callback but then I can’t say that I was really expecting one. It’s not an easy feat to stand out amongst some 6oo-plus personalities and although I’m good, even I question if I’m that good. I’m hopeful that the luck of the draw will give us a great cast of characters to root for and emulate when season 14 premieres. Unlike last season, I’m hoping for contestants who value and appreciate the magnitude of the opportunity that will be afforded to them.
So as they face the challenge before them, I hope The Biggest Loser casting crew is looking for people who don’t come with the mean-spirited drama of their predecessors from last season. I'm hoping they'll cast people who will have us wanting to see them do well. People like a bubbly teacher, an adoring mother, a disabled truck driver, and maybe even a romance author.
Posted by Deborah Mello at 12:20 AM
Friday, July 13, 2012
Wednesday, July 11, 2012
The release of FOREVER A STALLION is just around the corner and I’m excited to introduce the one and only Stallion sister, Phaedra Parrish. But I’m even more excited to introduce Mason Boudreaux, the oldest son of the Boudreaux clan out of New Orleans.
Much like the Stallion’s, the Boudreaux’s are a tight knit family bonded by the strength of loving parents, grounded in their faith, with a sibling lineup that will make for some interesting antics, fun-filled moments, and hopefully, some really great story lines.
The Stallion brothers were all dark chocolate treats, each with his own delectable filling. John was pure candy, nothing else needed. Matthew was nougat, a complex mix of chewy rich fudge, nuts, and fruit. Mark was the chocolate treat with the surprise middle, each bite a surprise, and of course baby brother Luke was simply nut-filled.
And now, I have the Boudreaux’s, a kaleidoscope of personalities from powerhouse Mason to pampered princess Tarah. When this family came to me I had images of them in my mind’s eye, casting them by their looks and personalities. I’ve always known who Mason would look like, even before his name came to me. I also knew that he would be dynamic, and powerful, and a force to be reckoned with. I likened Mason after one of my biggest celebrity crushes, Tyler Perry. But only the Tyler in a suit, conducting major business Tyler. Tyler looking debonair and suave, with that dynamic smile, was my Mason Boudreaux. There are only a select few images of Tyler where I can see Mason. I’ve since fallen out with Tyler but that’s another story for another day.
Mason Boudreaux came to me when I was writing Matthew Stallion’s story. His love interest, Katrina Broomes, had to have family and it hit me that she had to have one heck of a family. I instantly imagined Mason and their baby brother Guy Boudreaux.
Now Guy is a superstar. He’s drop dead gorgeous, with a head of great hair. And then, one day, while surfing the internet, I fell across the likeness of Guy. A perfect likeness! Once he was fleshed out his story came with a vengeance. So, my next book, PASSIONATE PREMIERE, coming in February 2013 will introduce award-winning actor Guy Boudreaux and filmmaker, Dahlia Morrow.
The stories are coming and I think I’ve taken the writing to a whole other level. Right now, I’ve got an office romance simmering in the back of my head. An office romance with a ton of deceit, bad behavior, and much, much drama.
After that? You just never know.
Posted by Deborah Mello at 1:36 AM
Monday, July 09, 2012
It’s a fairy tale, of sorts. There’s a King, a Queen, a Princess, and the requisite loyal monarchy. The King has built an empire of sorts, entrusting his wonderland to the whims of the Queen and the Princess. The Queen is kind of Cruella de Vil-ish just without the dalmatians. Despite her assertions that her greatest joy is to motivate her minions, she’s extremely judgmental, quick to criticize and she’s been known to have a vicious tongue.
The Princess holds herself in high esteem, but there are no others who do. She’s a master manipulator, devious and deceitful, and when you combine that with dumb girl stupid, it can prove to be a lethal combination. Just ask the poor souls she’s left quivering in her wake.
The King would seem to be an intelligent leader, a trailblazer of sorts but has gotten himself caught between his two leading ladies. Thelma and Louise run rip shod behind his back, their tactics the stuff that brings about mutiny, mass migrations, and class-action lawsuits. Definitely a lawsuit, or two. Maybe, even three.
The hierarchy of wonderland have questioned the motivations that allow Princess and Queenie to do as they do while the head man in charge feigns ignorance because in any other kingdom the two would have been beheaded ages ago, the king moving on to better and better. So rumors run rampant about late night trysts in the King’s gold room and with the Princess’s penchant for threesomes to keep herself entertained, most are betting that she maintains her reign because she has damaging evidence that could bring the sovereignty crashing down.
Perhaps the King has a thing for spiked collars and the Queen’s high heels. Maybe the Queen swings a bigger stick than Big Daddy. The Princess might have him by the balls because she has a pair or two of her own. In this land of unbelievable, the masses can only speculate.
As fairy tales go I don’t hold out much hope for the happy ending, at least not for those who are accepting of the bad behavior. But for the fed up few willing to take the kingdom down to their knees, who knows? Happy might be much more than any of them anticipate, everyone else telling their story with "once upon a time".
Posted by Deborah Mello at 12:49 AM