Sunday, July 24, 2011

Interviewed by the Wisconsin State Journal!

I am so happy to be with Antaeus Books.  The publisher, Jayne Navarre is the genius who thought of adding a glossary of words to use when "flirting in Spanish" at the back of my book, Flirting in Spanish. 

Antaeus is not a big Random House, so lots of the publicity effort falls to me.  This past week, I contacted a writer acquaintance named Doug Moe, who has written for Madison, Wisconsin newspapers since I used to work in news there in the 80s.  Hey, I said, Maybe you remember me?  Wanna take a look at my new book?

Fortunately he did.  He is a wonderful writer who I remember for writing a long magazine piece on the sensational 1980s murder of a police officer´s ex-wife by hired assassin Joseph Hecht.  The fascinating trial came with hints of gay activity on Hecht´s part, a glamorous and sullen girlfriend who was put on the stand, and the defendant himself.  Dressed in an Izod shirt, he looked like someone I might have chatted with in a bar.  My part in the coverage came when Hecht complained of headaches, got himself transported to University hospital, pulled a gun while there, and escaped.  I, traveling in the News 3 car with videographer, Mike Van Susteren that day happened upon Joey Hecht in his getaway car before the police found of the biggest adreneline rushes of my life.  Within the hour, the police had located and captured him.

I´ve always admired Doug, and now he has written an article about me and Flirting in Spanish. My mother was thrilled about the article and wants to know if Doug Moe the writer is related to Doug Moe the former NBA coach...a comment that would only come out of a family like ours. 

Here´s the article:

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

All Things Texas

My teenaged girls were fascinated by everything in Texas.  "Hey, Jeff," Carla said when we went to a Sisterdale restaurant for take-out Texas barbecue.  "Hold up the paper sacks!  We don´t have paper sacks in San Miguel!"
This is Jeff, our host in beautiful Sisterdale, Texas.  His house is a getaway hunting lodge that has been in the family for years, a beautiful tree-shrouded dwelling with a wide wooden porch complete with wooden rockers made by Jeff´s grandfather. That´s the girls and I at the family gate above.
The house is a quintessential 1960s Hill Country hunting lodge complete a mounted and framed Indian arrowheads display on the wall and and a pushbutton wall phone and bedstands adorned with American Hunter magazine.  The girls rested on the sleeping porch under a couple of the dozen mounted deer and antelope heads the line the paneled walls. 
We returned to San Atonio in time for my kids, who are full citizens of both Mexico AND the United States, to participate in the Los Olmos Park July 4th parade.  They marched with their friend, Anna Louise.  Carla was amazed at all the red, white and blue, and Sean awed by the free food in the town green later. 

The following photos were taken by Carla.  These are the things about Texas that caught the attention of a 16-year old girl who lives in Mexico.

Photos of San Antonio reading

I think giving readings in homes is the way to go.  The chairs are comfy and the food can´t be beat.
Allow me to present some of the coolest gals in San Antonio.  Roane was so happy to have her daughter back from Madrid, where she was studying Spanish.  That´s Avery and Roane in the middle.  And Jill on the left is married to a Mexican fellow and KNOWS WHAT IT'S LIKE!
Most of these gals are in book clubs and want me to come back and talk to their groups.  I´m cooking up a San Antonio Book Club Tour for the week going into Mexican Independence Day, September 16. 
Book clubbers of San Antonio - contact me if you want me to visit!
This is my friend, Margaret. She made yummy guacamole, a red, white and green (colors of the Mexican flag) cheese dish and sangria, and lent her lovely home for the event.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Texas Book Reading

I'm in San Antonio, Texas and yesterday received an overnighted envelope of Flirting in Spanish trade paperbacks in time for a reading held last night in the home of my good friends, the Judsons. 

I held the book in my hands for the first time!  I rubbed it on my cheeks.  "Sean, come here.  Touch the book!"  Right, Mom.  She put a finger on it.  Carla is more one for rituals.  She ran her hand over the book reverently. 

Later, by the end of the evening, I had met some wonderful women from different areas of my friend, Margaret's life.  And sold 25 books to 15 women!  They bought books for themselves, books for their sisters, their friends.  It was incredible.

I am seeing Texas on this trip in a new way.  Later, I'll write about why I can now put Texas and beautiful in the same sentence.