Again, because of a lack of time, and because I’m having fun with Twilight spoof’s again, I’ve decided to feature the video Max Power shared in his comment into an actual post.
I’m sure that were Taylor Lautner’s character actually gay like in the video, there would be much more appeal. Again, Stephenie, there’s an entire market you’re ignoring. Just push him out of the closet and you’ll make another million.
(Geez, that sounded a little like a hostage negotiation).
Dear Stephenie—
Thank you for being a part of our little joke yesterday. One quick look at your busy calendar will show remind you that yesterday was April 1, and even though you didn’t have any involvement or consent in yesterday’s buffoonery, we’re grateful for your guest appearance.
Perhaps you should take our little joke seriously. I think gay men have a lot to offer to your fiction. (And, no, that’s not a jab at your outfit, Stephenie). There is as much wrong with gay men as there is with straight men, but let’s face it: there’s a general tenderness that need not be tamed, an empathy that heals hearts’ wounds, and a confidence straight men can’t offer because our aims are simply different.
Had Bella had a gay BFF to talk her down from her vamp-chasing ways, I realize it wouldn’t have made for a great story, but it would definitely save many Twilight superfans a few relationship therapy sessions down the road. Those are just my two cents.
Sincerely,
GMB
Many of you who read this blog know my true identity. Some of you have figured it out and asked. Others I have told. But due to recent events I must reveal to all of you the honest truth.
As you know, I have been writing under a pseudonym but what you probably don’t realize is that I operate concurrent blogs. I am the author of both www.agaymormonboy.blogspot.com and www.belovedboyd.blogspot.com
Yes the blogger behind both “The Journey of a Gay Mormon Boy” and “The Wandering Delusions of a Gay Mormon Boy” is the same person. What's more is that both of these blogs have been a social experiment. Last June, in an attempt to better my writing and understand the gay community I took up an alter ego, as I did research for my new project. I became a “Gay Mormon Boy” and created a work of pure fiction, testing new characters and ideas with an online audience.
I read many stories of angst and anguish that I hadn’t thought about before this experiment. They helped me craft my story that has hooked many readers. After a few months of writing one blog I knew that I had to have a companion story. Something raw and gritty. In order for people to believe Beloved Boyd I included a disclaimer of honesty so people would disassociate the two blogs.
I decided to include the second blog for several reasons, but mostly because I work well with two heroes in one long tale as is the case with my most famous work and as these the two blogs intersect and become one. I am certain that you are familiar with my other works as I see them discussed across the Moho blogosphere, and hope that as you read this new blog (starting tomorrow at www.gaymormonboys.blogspot.com) you'll enjoy the adventures of GMB and Boyd, my new Jacob and Edward.
Sincerely,
Stephenie Meyer
As you all know, I am a HUGE fan of Stephanie Meyer…bashing.
Here are a few links and pics that friends have shared with me:
More wolfmen, less mood.
Perhaps Bella is more special than we all thought. Find out here.
An appropriate solution.
“If 'New Moon' Was 10 Times Shorter and 100 Times More Honest” from cracked.com.
Approximately 1/1 millionth the effort (ie., muddling through poor writing and rehashed plotlines) and you don’t even have to buy a book or movie tickets.
It happened. I broke down and saw the second installment of the Twilight series. My friend Stuart invited me. Prior to the movie, I took a pretty uppity tone with my friend Stuart. He had enjoyed the first movie and I had not (although my experience was tainted by the fact that I saw it with a boy who tried taking advantage of me in a foreign country…). We have different tastes. Here's our exchange of texts for the evening after we'd decided to go: GMB: Thanks for the invite tonight. Do I have permission to Needless to say, I didn't go into the movie taking it half as seriously as the eight sixteen year old girls sitting next to me in the theater. As the moon appeared on the screen and morphed into the title card for the movie, a chorus of cat calls erupted. Seriously, what is wrong with these girls? (And twenty-something gay men?) Social morality diatribe aside, the film doesn't have much to offer that I couldn't find elsewhere: Instead, read these rejected screenplays for Twilight and New Moon. You'll save time and not even need to test your threshold for pain. 
Stuart: Over what?
GMB: The cheesiness of the movie.
Stuart: Get over it. You know it's going to be good.
GMB: I'm taking a notebook to write down the worst lines. And maybe to sketch Jacob's six-pack
Stuart: You know we are going for the eye candy!
GMB: Not for the complex plot and 3-dimensional characters and their nuanced romance?
Stuart: Literary junkie!
GMB: Call me a snob if I enjoy the abstract and the aesthetic
Stuart: Now, now. It's just playful banter.
GMB: That's what makes this fun. I like to pull out the word 'aesthetic' every chance I get.
Although I would have liked to have gained some insight to love or how we treat each other in watching this film, the moral seemed pretty disconcerting. Are brooding men with violent tendencies supposed to be attractive?
Let's face it…even if Edward (or Jacob) is so dang cute (and they are…more so Jacob), shouldn't the potential for domestic violence be a relationship deal-breaker?
If I wanted to hear a teenage girl whine about a breakup for an hour and a half, I would go speak with one of any number of my cousins.
If I wanted cheesy lines, I'd go buy some Laughy Taffy in bulk.
And finally,
If I wanted to stare at hot, half-naked men, I'd go to one of many resources on the web created expressly for that purpose.
