Sunday, February 26, 2012

EXTRA EXTRA: Emma Rae's recipes


When I wrote the four books of the Baker/Bride series, I used my mom as a resource for Emma Rae’s delectable recipes. Every one of Emma’s recipes came from the collection left to me by my mother when she died...a legacy I still find amusing since I can easily screw up things like scrambled eggs and Jell-O.

Mom was somewhat sporadic about noting where she’d gotten the recipes and, since some of them were clearly cut out of newspapers or magazines, I tried to only use those that she developed on her own, got from a friend, or that was passed throughout her side of the family.

One of those I didn’t use in the books was an exquisite Italian Wedding Cake that I can remember vividly from my childhood. Since Mom was Serbian and Dad's descent was Irish, I’m guessing an Italian recipe didn’t come from family members...but on those birthdays when she made it for me, I remember everyone sighing with each bite. As an adult, I found an Italian Wedding Cake BAR made by the wonderful folks at Publix Bakery, so I couldn’t help myself; I had to try it! I can tell you that, even though a lot of years came in between, their version also had that ahhhhhh factor.

So this being the week on my blog that I do something “extra,” I thought you might like to have this wonderful recipe from the treasured files of Jessie Kovacevich Bricker.

I found this photo on the internet, and it looks like what I remember Mom's cake to look like. Swoon-worthy, yes?

For all you foodies (and cakies) like me...Enjoy!







ITALIAN WEDDING CAKE

Ingredients:

1/2 cup buttermilk
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon salt
1/2 cup shortening
1/2 cup oleo (1 stick)
2 cups white sugar
5 egg yolks
1/4 teaspoon almond extract
1 teaspoon vanilla extract
2 cups all-purpose flour
5 egg whites
1/2 cup flaked coconut
1 cup chopped pecans

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees.

Prepare three 8-inch cake pans.
Combine the buttermilk, baking soda and salt.
In a separate bowl, cream the shortening, oleo and sugar until fluffy.
Mix in the egg yolks, one at a time.
Add vanilla and almond extracts.
Add the buttermilk mixture to the flour mixture in slow intervals.
In separate bowl, beat the egg whites until stiff, and gently fold into the batter.
Stir in the coconut and half of the pecans (saving the other half to decorate the outside of the cake after it’s frosted)
Pour the batter evenly into the pans.

Bake for 35 minutes.
Set on wire racks to cool.

FROSTING

Ingredients:

3/4 cup butter, softened
1 (8 ounce) package cream cheese, softened
4 cups powdered sugar
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
1 cup chopped pecans

Mix the butter, cream cheese and powdered sugar until creamy.
Stir in vanilla and pecans.

Note: If frosting doesn’t easily spread, stir in a dollop of milk.

Sunday, February 19, 2012

MONTHLY NEWSLETTER: January/February



The time for my first 2012 newsletter has rolled around...and there’s so much to tell that I don’t know where to start!

I celebrated a birthday in late January, and it turned into a whole week of celebrating. My BFF Marian flew in from Ohio, and some of my favorite people on the planet joined us for dinner; there were movies and lunches and facials...and lots of special coffees! It turned out to be just what I needed to rejuvenate me before Marian flew home and I started into the home stretch on the final book in the Baker series.

The Another Emma Rae Creation series of books that started with Always the Baker Never the Bride introduced my readers (and me!) to Emma and Jackson, characters with whom I fell in love. Three more novels were contracted to follow that first one, and in the final book (Always the Baker FINALLY the Bride), I was given the opportunity of providing a long-lasting happy ending for Emma and Jackson.

Have you seen the movie classic, Romancing the Stone? Kathleen Turner’s character was an introverted romance novelist who wrote in her jammies with music playing in her ears. Upon completing the book in tears, she dried her eyes, blew her nose, and shared a toast with her cat to celebrate. When I put the final touches on the last book of the series yesterday, I had a quick flash of Kathleen.

Wearing an oversized tee, sweatpants, and my hair piled on top of my head in a messy ponytail, I wrote the last words before I turned off the music, hugged my dog Sophie, and cried for several minutes. After blowing my nose, I put together a late dinner: a green salad, cheese and wheat crackers, some red grapes and strawberries, and a glass of wine. (And yes, I sat on the sofa and shared a few bites of the cheese with my dog!) When we were through, I didn’t smash the wine glass in the fireplace – mostly because I drank it from a plastic cup, and my fireplace is electric – but the sentiment was there.

Yeah, the life of a romance novelist. It’s a glamourfest.

In other great news, I signed a contract a few weeks ago with Moody Publishing to write a contemporary series of romantic comedies for their River North imprint, each of them based on fairy tales. Since the first of them – If the Shoe Fits (Cinderella) – has to be turned in just a few months from now, I’ll only have a week to cleanse the creative palette before I start writing again.

It’s all about the writing schedule, peeps!

Also in the tunnel for this year is a novel for Abingdon Press’ new line, Quilts of Love. Each of the books in the series center around a quilt, and mine will be a memory quilt for an ovarian cancer support group. I’m really excited about it because, as I think most of my readers and writer buds know by now, I’m a survivor of the disease. The novel will be based on characters living here in the Tampa area, and the Ovacome support group at my treatment center will be featured.

There are some other really exciting possibilities in the air as well. It seems like when it rains with interest in my writing, it really does pour, so I may have more interesting announcements in the months to come. Stay tuned!

The third book in the Baker series (Always the Designer Never the Bride) hits bookstores next month. If you’d like to know more about it and/or view the video trailer, just go to nav bar on the right and click on the ABOUT MY BOOKS page. I’m really excited for readers to get to know Audrey and J.R., and to take a little trip back to The Tanglewood for a visit.

I have some upcoming opportunities to meet and get to know my readers as well. I’ll be doing a private Skype chat next week with a small book club in Rhode Island that is reading the whole Baker series. Then in March, I’ll be talking to and signing books for a group of educators here in Florida. The diversity of my readers always excites me, and I love meeting them whenever I can.

Special 4th birthday wishes to my favorite little girl, Olivia. Her awesome brother Nico turns 3 shortly as well.

Marian has a birthday coming up next month, too...but I’m pretty sure Chuck E. Cheese won’t be involved in her celebration. I could be wrong though.

I also want to send out special thanks to Bonnie Cordova, the wonderful reader who won the contest to choose Emma’s wedding cake in the final book. I really enjoyed our conversation, and I had a ball writing her into FINALLY the Bride as a character who meets Emma and Jackson.

Until next month...Be safe, be blessed and watch for evidence of His grace. It’s everywhere!

Saturday, February 11, 2012

READER LOVE: Staci Greason, Former Soap Star/Current Writer Chick



Once upon a time, a scared 20-something girl ran away from home and turned up on the shores of the Pacific Ocean with a dream, a rickety car and about $68. That girl was me! Thankfully, I met some awesome people soon after, and they helped me build a business in the entertainment industry. Yes, the same industry that wouldn’t produce the movies I wrote saved my life in another way. A personal assistant to actors was born! And later…a reluctant publicist.

All of my initial clients were on General Hospital, but financial need dictated that I branch out. In one afternoon about 25 years ago, I gained three new clients, all of them on Days of Our Lives, a soap I’d never seen even once. One of those three clients is one of my favorite people and dearest friends today.

When my friend Staci Greason asked me to read her novel recently, I went into it with absolutely no preconceived expectations except to know that it was not Christian fiction like what I write, and it probably would not be formulaic because Staci is completely unique. Beyond those assumptions, what I found within the pages was a wonderful surprise. For my Christian friends, I will warn you that there’s some frank language and situations, but what I found in the story of The Last Great American Housewife by Staci Greason was a really wonderful surprise.

So this week on the blog – Reader Love Week – I’d like to invite you to sit in on my chat with my friend Staci Greason, former soap star and current writer chick, as we discuss her latest novel.

BIO: Staci Greason starred on the hit daytime soap opera Days of Our Lives as the late Isabella Toscano-Black. She created the weekly food column Dishing for MODE magazine and is the author of the popular blog Anxiety: a Love Story. She lives in Southern California and is currently at work on her fourth novel.

SANDIE: Welcome, Stac. I remember Staci-my-client as a gorgeous ingénue type with killer hair and a fab sense of humor. I liked you so much. Who would have ever thought, all those years ago, that we would end up here?

STACI: Back in the 1980s, when I felt like my mother could no longer handle the bulk of crazy mail from soap fans, you came onboard. With finesse and charm you managed to keep things (like my publicity) running smoothly! But mostly, I remember your infectious laughter in the dark dressing room hallway. And the fact that my mom loved you.

SANDIE: I loved your mom right back, too! I have to mention here that you were on the cover of every daytime magazine in existence back then. What was the thinking behind leaving a successful acting job to become a writer? Do you regret the move, or is there something you would have done differently?

STACI: I tend to think of life in terms of goals and experiences. I probably got this from my salesman father! Every day I worked on the show, I was grateful to be there. Some people take a lot for granted, but I did not. It was like a dream. Unfortunately, I grew tired of the long hours. I wanted to stay home in my jammy-pants and just write.

SANDIE: I myself am a big fan of the jammie uniform for writers! High-five!

STACI: I wanted to take on a new challenge. The show offered to give me time off to recuperate from an illness, but I was ready to move on to my next adventure. Of course, if I’d known this writing journey would not (yet) include that nice comfy paycheck…Well, this is what youth is for – adventure!

SANDIE: Were you a big reader when you grew up? Were there authors and books that impacted you and steered you toward writing?

STACI: My formative years were only Laura Ingalls Wilder, Nancy Drew and light romance novels. I loved words and stories, mostly through music or musicals. It wasn’t until my late twenties that I became a serious reader. My favorite writers are Jose Saramago, Cormac McCarthy, John Fante and Raymond Chandler. Favorite poets are Mary Oliver and W.S. Merwin.

SANDIE: How long did it take you to write this novel? And for my writer buds who love to know such things, what’s your writing process?

STACI: It took six years. The first draft (400 pages) took a year, and it was about a group of young eco-terrorists in Northern California and the end of the world. I gave it to my writing mentor, Jim Krusoe, to read. When he returned it, he said, “Lose everything but the housewife.” Ha! Kate was in one chapter. So I set the story aside and worked on a TV pilot, The Diva Diaries, with a friend for two years. I had already written two other novels and needed a break from the long, solitary hours.

A couple of years later, I woke up in the middle of the night and a voice said, “The last time I saw my mother alive, she was standing outside of Ahab’s All-Night Mart. A seventy-one year old heartache.” And bam! Kate was back and the book was on. This is usually my writing process, if you call it that. A character shows up and demands that I tell his or her story. And so my job is to really listen and see the picture better.

SANDIE: What inspires your creativity?

STACI: A good piece of music. A great film. An art show. I have to feed my artist or she won’t work.

SANDIE: I’m the same way! … When I first started reading your novel, I thought it was going to be about a woman going off the deep end. It evolved into something else entirely, and I sort of fell for Kate. How much of you is in her?

STACI: Well, we all go off the deep end at some point and then we find our way to a new shore. That’s life. If it hasn’t happened to a person yet, it will.
I don’t think I’m anything like Kate. I’ve never been married. I don’t have children. I don’t live in the suburbs. This is where my former training as an actress kicks in. The emotion is mine, but I’m creating another human; seeing life through her eyes.

SANDIE: As you know, I’m not one who advocates divorce. At the same time, I’ve been through it. I did spend a good bit of time wondering why Kate didn’t just leave her husband.

STACI: We all suffer from the delusion that a person or thing outside of us is supposed to make us happy; whether it’s a dashing husband or a published book. This delusion is what makes us unhappy, not the boring husband or the unpublished book. It’s crazy, and yet we all cling to some hope that there’s something “out there” that will save us. It’s why I love romantic comedies.

SANDIE: And I thank you for that!

STACI: I don’t have a judgment about staying married or getting divorced. I just wanted to write about a woman who “Midway upon the journey of our life, I found myself within a forest dark, For the straightforward pathway had been lost.” --The Divine Comedy.

Life gets super interesting in the middle. I’ve had several male readers who were very angry with Kate. One wrote a long email to me about how he was so tired of middle-aged women blaming men for their unhappiness but then he got to the end and was happy. Overall, men love this book. This was a big surprise for me.

I wanted to write the antidote to Eat, Pray, Love.

SANDIE: This may seem strange coming from an advocate of happy endings, but one of my favorite things about your book is that it isn’t one filled with very pretty, perfectly-scripted people whose stores are tied up with a pretty bow.

STACI: I’m only interested in what it means to be fully human. We’re so busy judging each other. It’s heartbreaking because we’re all the same. We could use a lot more compassion in this world. It might open a path for real lasting peace. When I can recognize myself in a complicated person who once seemed “unlovable” to me, then I know I’m growing. And I believe we are here to grow. This is what I wanted Kate to do. It’s what I hope for all of my characters.

SANDIE: I don’t want to give too much away, but you wrote a particularly powerful scene where Kate wakes up on the kitchen floor. How much of you is in that side of Kate?

STACI: That is definitely not me! I do not drink and clean. If I have a glass of wine, I fall asleep in front of 30 Rock – which is very Liz Lemon of me.

SANDIE: If you could sit down with the Kate we meet at the opening of your novel and tell her one thing, what would it be?

STACI: I would take her hand and say, “You’re going to be fine. But there’s no way around this journey. Take it.”

SANDIE: What’s next for you, Staci? What are you working on, and what are your future plans?

STACI: I just finished a draft of a television pilot with my writing partner Joe Gironda. We’re hoping to sell it to TV Land. It’s an idea I had after my mom said, “There’s nothing good on TV anymore. It’s all too racy.” Our show is sort of Tina Fey meets The Golden Girls, with Archie Bunker. But that’s all I’m going to share for now. I wrote a show my parents can watch because I love them. But also one that interests me.

I’ve also started work on a new novel: Love, the Final Frontier. But the main character Alice (a screenwriter who can’t stop writing scenes where she kills her ex-husband) is really taking her time opening up to me.

SANDIE: Where can readers find you out there on the Web?

FACEBOOK
TWITTER: @stacigreason
BLOG: Anxiety, a Love Story
AMAZON



SANDIE: Thank you so much for joining us today, Staci. I’m excited to share your work with any of my readers who like a book that takes them on a journey, completely out of the usual box. Love you.

STACI: xxoo

Sunday, February 5, 2012

OUR WORLD VIEW: What's Your Witness?



Sometimes I’m embarrassed to be a Christian.

Okay, okay, settle down! I knew it was provocative when I typed it. But hear me out here.

All too often, when I meet some random, interesting, fun-loving NON-Christian, and in the course of the conversation I tell them that I am a person of faith in Jesus Christ, the whole mood of the room changes. I can see it in their glazed, narrowed eyes. They’re imagining me holed up somewhere, wild hair, rifle in one hand and paint brush in the other as I make the sign I’ll be carrying in front of the local abortion clinic or the gay/lesbian center.

In reality, I have a few gay friends whom I adore. I've talked to them about my faith, and they've largely rejected it, but I still love them. I have never, would never, choose to get an abortion if I found myself in that situation…but I have supported and prayed for a couple of friends who have. Did my heart break over their choice? Yes! Did I yell at them, condemn them, or bomb the clinic before they arrived? No.

One of my favorite television shows is The Big Bang Theory. Sheldon consistently mocks his Texas upbringing with a born-again mother (played masterfully by Laurie Metcalf) who talks to Jesus and quotes the scriptures. It hasn’t been lost on me that, when I join the audience laughter, I’m laughing from an opposite perspective. I’m laughing at the joke they didn’t mean to make for me, but I still laugh. And you know what? I sing along with the theme song on a regular basis.

The Earth began to cool,
The autotrophs began to drool,
Neanderthals developed tools,
We built a wall (we built the pyramids),
Math, science, history, unraveling the mysteries,
That all started with the big bang!

Bang!

Do I believe it? No, of course not! But it’s catchy. And I love The Bare Naked Ladies (the band that sings the theme; not actual bare, naked women).

Last night, I watched a Lifetime movie starring one of my favorites of the male species, John Stamos. John and I certainly aren’t tight buds or anything, but I knew him briefly during my time in Los Angeles. He was on General Hospital, the show where I eventually worked for about 15 years as a personal assistant and later a publicist to some of the actors. He was 18 or 19 years old back then; I was around 26, shell-shocked and running away from an abusive marriage, hoping to recreate myself, with no clue where to start. At the time, I only knew John Stamos as this “kid” who was just unusually sweet to me at a time when sweetness was a little hard to come by … Then he moved on, and “Uncle Jesse” made me swell a little with pride at how that kid had blossomed. When I saw him on tour with the legendary Beach Boys, I screamed my head off for him. What a cool and talented “grown-up” he had become! These days, in my advanced senior years (no comments, please!), the age difference blurs a bit for me; when John Stamos appears on the screen, I have a hard time looking away. Not such a “kid” any more, is he?

So when I heard that John was going to play a pastor in his new Lifetime movie, my heart stopped for a few seconds. Since praying Christians are generally lumped into the LUNATIC category in movies, books and especially newspaper headlines, I thought I knew what I was going to see. I still watched it because, well, it’s John Stamos! But I prepared myself to like him a lot less afterward.

As a writer, I think I’m far more critical of the storytelling process than the average viewer/reader. But Secrets of Eden was a wonderful and entertaining surprise to me. Not once did I feel like he drifted off on that familiar road of dumbing Christianity down. Instead, he portrayed his character as a deeply conflicted HUMAN Christian with grace and depth. Shame on me for expecting the worst! It’s just that I’m so used to the portrayals of Christians coming off as foreign to me. Very seldom do they accurately represent me as a praying, Jesus-loving Christian. John Stamos represented me in Secrets of Eden. And I’m pretty sure he isn’t. A Christian, that is. Of course I don't know that for sure, but he sometimes tweets about meditation, so I’m guessing he has joined the growing ranks of my Buddhist friends. Regardless, he represented ME in that Lifetime role.

All these words to really say just this: In my opinion, nothing stains the beauty of faith in Jesus like letter-of-the-law, Bible-thumping religion. Although I try, in everything I do – in all of my relationships, in my work as a writer, in the overall purpose of my life – to represent the loving, inspiring, truth-seeking example set for us by our Lord Jesus Christ…sometimes I fail. And sometimes I feel like I’m a snowflake up against an avalanche. I don’t think anyone who knows me questions my belief structure; I’m pretty sure and hopeful that people know who I am by the way I live my life. But do I hit them over the head with it? Do I make them feel LESS THAN because they don’t believe? Hmmm…

The truth is, I may have come across that way a time or two. Sometimes in my zeal for the Lord I have come to know so well, I think I’ve rolled right over a couple of people. But in each of those cases, my witness failed, and the spirit within me later chided, according to Ephesians 4:1-3.

“…I urge you to live a life worthy of the calling you have received. Be completely humble and gentle; be patient, bearing with one another in love. Make every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit through the bond of peace.”

Make no mistake! Like the pastor John Stamos played in Secrets of Eden, I am human. Sometimes so human that it sickens me. But the humanity in me is covered well by the redemptive shed blood of Jesus Christ, and His guidance and faithfulness picks me up, dusts me off and sends me on a better path.

To be completely honest, I’m not sure I liked the ending of the movie – which I won’t ruin for you, if you haven’t seen it – but what I loved was the fact that a lesson was learned, and a sacrifice was made.

It made me think.

Do I behave in ways that, for outsiders watching me, portray the bigger outside picture of the lumped-up façade of Christians as crazy zealots or angry guys on the street corner screaming at passers-by about fire and brimstone? Or does my witness gently show others that faith in Christ cannot be replicated by anything else, that Christianity provides the ability to change, to heal, to find true purpose?

What about you? What do you think your witness is to your family, your co-workers, neighbors, friends? And what will you change today to improve that witness so that it shines beyond your own humanness?