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Sep 9 '12

California Girl Chronicles: Brea’s Big Break

I have been off Brea’s Blog for several months and focused on the TV script for the pilot episode of California Girl Chronicles, which only slightly resembles the book. We finished the script, and we’ve got it out to five show-runners and three agencies to consider for packaging. I’ve been working with the producer on this process for months. It’s a long process for certain, and it requires patience. If you’re an author developing your book into a TV series or even script, be prepared to go the long haul. It takes a lot of time to get the script just right and then to go through the pitching process. In the meantime, the book is the no. #1 seller to the bookstores in the 3L Publishing catalog. The second book will be released in winter 2013. And I’ve begun writing book three, Brea Makes it Big. Back to the script, it is very funny. The book is witty, but the script is all-out laughter. If you would like a copy of the first book, please order it off the 3L Publishing website or go to Amazon and search under the title.

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Mar 31 '12

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Mar 12 '12

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Mar 9 '12

California Girl Chronicles: Excerpt Brea and the City of Plastic

SPOILER ALERT: The following is an excerpt from California Girl Chronicles: Brea and the City of Plastic. In this scene, she meets Kale, her central love interest in the series. The book is available for sale on 3L Publishing www.3LPublishing, Amazon, Kindle, iBook, Nook and is available to order through Bakers and Taylor for bookstores.

I smiled and slinked by him just enough that he could feel my energy but far enough that we didn’t touch. I sensed his smile, turned, and grinned back. As I walked into the lounge area, I heard Drew’s band already playing. I decided to find an open stool at the bar and just hang back until he finished. Fortunately, a guy already drunk got up, or more like fell off, and weaved unsteadily toward the bathroom. I swiftly grabbed the stool, slid up, and could see Drew already at the microphone. I saw his eyes move my way, and he stared right back just for a moment. Then he drifted off into the song. Before I could order, a lemon drop was plunged in front of me by a cute guy sitting to my left. He was smoking a cigar and wafts of smoke twirled up into the air. He exuberantly grinned at me. “I bought you a drink,” he said with a wide smile that exposed perfectly white, straight teeth. He had one of those vivacious, electric smiles that you wanted to see on his face all of the time. It was sweet, genuine and nice. I found his smile very attractive, and I immediately warmed toward him.

“Oh, how did you know I wanted a lemon drop?” I asked with true surprise. It was my favorite drink.

“Girlie drink,” he replied with that same electric smile. “My name is Kale. I produce movies.”

I turned a bit and looked at him. Only in Hollywood did people offer what they did at the same time that they introduced themselves. I marveled at the abrupt nature of his introduction that included his job title. “My name is Brea. I write movies,” a slight lie given that I hadn’t written anything, but when in Rome or Hollywood-land.

“Hello Brea who writes movies,” his voice sounded silky. He looked right at me and took in the measure of my form with one swift appraisal. “You look more like an actress, though. Have you thought about acting?” he asked.

“No, not interested,” I responded. “Tell me, Kale, how does one end up a producer?”

Kale took a sip of his whiskey, inhaled from his cigar, blew out smoke, which made me cough, and answered, “Family money and good taste in film … well, more like good instincts on what sells.”

He reached in his shirt pocket and pulled out a card. He flipped it over and handed it to me. “You’re much too pretty to hide behind the lens,” he complimented me and extended his card, which I took. “You really should act,” he said in his silky, sublime voice. The tone of his voice alone could have seduced me.

“No, not for me, but you’re sweet and thank you,” I replied.

Now I took in my own appraisal of him. He wore all black shirt and slacks. His dark blond hair was cut short and slicked back nicely with the perfect amount of hair product so it wasn’t greasy or pasty looking. I was extremely attracted to Kale and leaned in closer. He smelled natural and sweet. He had a genuinely pleasant nature. He seemed authentic and not phony like all the want-to-be actresses and actors in this bar who posed like models. He also gave me his full attention and looked me right in the eyes. He was very tall (my fetish for tall men again) somewhere around 6’ 4”. I could tell he was roughly this tall since his lean body did not fit well on the barstool designed for average-height people. While my feet didn’t touch the ground, and I had to tuck them under the stool, his long legs reached all the way down. Yet it was his eyes that just captivated me. His eyes were light blue-green and acted like reflections for his every emotion. When he smiled, his eyes sparkled and lit up. When he frowned, his eyes darkened and seemingly deepened. He could have been Svengali and used those translucent, clear eyes to hypnotize and lull me into his mind control. I was drawn into those endless eyes, and then I had to shake myself loose so I could pay attention to what he said. He was something if not rich as he had more than just said. I wasn’t into guys for money, though, so that was really only a checkmark on my list of good points – unemployment was on the low end of that scale.

Kale and I talked back and forth. He asked about my fake script. I adlibbed and told him it wasn’t ready to share, which seemed to satisfy him. I did tell him I was laid off. I explained how I ended up at the bikini place. He was amused by the idea that trying on a bikini landed me a job but said it didn’t surprise him with my looks. Before I realized it, Drew suddenly showed up. I hadn’t noticed his set ended. I had been too busy talking and staring at Kale. Drew just seemed to show up in the middle of our conversation. He stood there and looked right at me. It took me a moment to notice him, and then I did and laughed.

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Mar 9 '12

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Mar 1 '12

Lizzie Olsen … Perhaps We’ve Found Our Brea

Here is more grist for the rumor mill to grind out unfounded speculation and fun … the kudos of the day go to Lizzie Olsen and her wonderful response to the speculation that, um, a conversation with a single man equals a relationship. Good for you Ms. Olsen for responding with a perfectly “smarty” answer to a stupid question. Whether or not she is or is not newly dating the incomparable Alexander Skarsgard is completely none of anyone’s business anyway. Besides, her response was right on the money. Truthfully, even if they’ve shared a date or two that hardly comprises a “relationship.” A date, a flirtation, an interest … yes. A relationship not so much. Good God this is the same press that criticizes celebrities like Kim Kardashian for getting married and divorced faster than I got up this morning and yet is ready to put two people in a conversation off to the chapel. So, why do I care? Well, the unwanted attention and her recent appearance at the awards shows put Lizzie on my map. We’ve been considering for quite sometime who should play Brea in the California Girl Chronicles TV series that we’re developing, and I’m just saying … blond, beautiful, smart … hmm … might have found our Brea. Out of the gossip mill rises a potential actress for Brea. And ironically, my production partner Sonja sent me a note the exact same day suggesting the exact same thought! Ah, the Universe at work!

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Feb 24 '12

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Feb 23 '12
Prologue: California Girl Chronicles: Brea’s Big Break
My name is Brea Harper, and I am the quintessential California girl. I am blond, fabulously tall, pretty and smart. I’m a screenwriter, but often get mistaken for an actress since I live in Los Angeles among the other pretty people. My desire to write screenplays has nothing to do with fame or glamour. I love to write. Period. It’s how I express my creativity and fulfill my artistic impulses. I live in a small apartment near Hollywood with my best friend Denise, who as you might know already, is quite a live wire and loads of fun. Last I told you, she was having an affair with her boss at the software company where she works. They’re still screwing all over the building, but they see other people. Another dear and new friend is Maya, my feisty and fierce Latina friend, who works for my former lover Kale.
Ah, Kale – now you are probably wondering what happened after I betrayed my blond Adonis producer-boyfriend Kale with that loser Drew. Well, the night in question went like this. I never showed up. “What?” you cry in objection. Yes, I know you’re all so disappointed in me and wonder how I could have left it all messed up like that. I guess the truth is I didn’t want to face the consequences. I had absolutely nothing I could have said in my own defense. Justifying betrayal is just as sick as the act of committing betrayal. I had fallen for Kale, down to my DNA and did not want to justify bad behavior or attempt to blame anyone but myself; therefore, no explanation existed to invalidate Kale’s feelings.
Instead, I wrote him a simple letter of apology, stating that my karma was badly damaged, and I hoped he would forgive me. He didn’t respond to my heartfelt letter. Instead, I received a phone call asking me to come to a meeting to discuss revisions on my script California Girl Chronicles, which Kale’s production company had recently purchased. 
This meeting is where our story begins. 

Prologue: California Girl Chronicles: Brea’s Big Break

My name is Brea Harper, and I am the quintessential California girl. I am blond, fabulously tall, pretty and smart. I’m a screenwriter, but often get mistaken for an actress since I live in Los Angeles among the other pretty people. My desire to write screenplays has nothing to do with fame or glamour. I love to write. Period. It’s how I express my creativity and fulfill my artistic impulses. I live in a small apartment near Hollywood with my best friend Denise, who as you might know already, is quite a live wire and loads of fun. Last I told you, she was having an affair with her boss at the software company where she works. They’re still screwing all over the building, but they see other people. Another dear and new friend is Maya, my feisty and fierce Latina friend, who works for my former lover Kale.

Ah, Kale – now you are probably wondering what happened after I betrayed my blond Adonis producer-boyfriend Kale with that loser Drew. Well, the night in question went like this. I never showed up. “What?” you cry in objection. Yes, I know you’re all so disappointed in me and wonder how I could have left it all messed up like that. I guess the truth is I didn’t want to face the consequences. I had absolutely nothing I could have said in my own defense. Justifying betrayal is just as sick as the act of committing betrayal. I had fallen for Kale, down to my DNA and did not want to justify bad behavior or attempt to blame anyone but myself; therefore, no explanation existed to invalidate Kale’s feelings.

Instead, I wrote him a simple letter of apology, stating that my karma was badly damaged, and I hoped he would forgive me. He didn’t respond to my heartfelt letter. Instead, I received a phone call asking me to come to a meeting to discuss revisions on my script California Girl Chronicles, which Kale’s production company had recently purchased.

This meeting is where our story begins. 

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Feb 17 '12

The “X” Factor in Writing

Just for the record, this is a rambling blog that probably goes in nowhere circles …

So, I can’t say what this request was in reference to … but suffice it to say I was “queried” about writing for this X-rate project based on my steamy and sexy writing skills as evidenced in California Girl Chronicles. I’m sort of marveling over this request a bit. I mean, yes, California Girl is sexy. Yes, the sex is steamy. Not quite sure whether it would be defined as X-Rated. I’m also a comedic writer so I guess this is a plus, too, for this project. I never imagined myself writing anything exactly X-rated so how about NC-17 or a firm, for-real R rating? Or maybe I’m just corrupted and all blah about sex itself and I don’t get squeamish about it. But hey! I do have my standards for sure. While my book is sexy it’s still tasteful. So, when I think of an X-rated anything, I think the “X factor” is a little like a perfectly good Merlot gone bitter. We have another steamy book in the 3L Publishing catalog, and in my opinion, it’s far more “X-rated” then California Girl Chronicles for sure. I joke with my publicist that as long as we don’t get into anything that has anything remotely to do with KY or anything that falls into the “juices” family, we’re not getting an X rating. I’ve decided I’ll adopt the more European attitude about it and be all blah and cavalier. I love it during an older interview with our Swedish rapscallion Alexander Skarsgård when he’s asked about a joke about a camera in the “cock sock” and the interviewer can’t bring herself to say “cock” and ole Mr. Skarsgård sits there unflinching and unmoved even by her admitted embarrassment. See! Now that’s a European attitude! And I guess if I actually possessed said European attitude, I might not care in the least if someone thinks I’m just perfect for an X-rated writing project LOL.

Want to find out just how “X-rated” California Girl Chronicles is? Then purchase a copy on Amazon or for 30% off on 3L’s website at www.3LPublishing.com. At least with the harmless bikini cover no one will know what exactly you’re reading. OR better yet, purchase it on eBook in Kindle, Nook or iBook and no one will see what you’re reading at all!!!

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