Loving Pedro Infante Book

You know how when you read a book sometimes you need an 'in' or a reason to get interested.

i remember getting into this book during the scene when they are eating mexican food at this local diner. i am in love with simple from-the-home-kitchen Mexican food. i was amorously thinking "i wonder how they like their nachos?" i also had another in because I was living in Alpine when I read it not four hours from the setting of the book. so i got into it.

here's why i'm glad i did: chavez showed a woman getting into a mess over a love affair. i'm no masochist but it was so refreshing a book that was honest about the ways we debase ourselves sometimes. full fledged desperation, not like "i need tequila", but like "i just finished a bottle of tequila so now what?!" i think there was a time for the protagonist when she hadn't bathed in a week, i mean chavez went there. it was an awesome show of passion to me even if it was all so very unwise.

i think books like this are why Alisa Valdes-Rodriguez calls chicana lit whiny. but i think that's short-sighted of her to say. this book has power, you just have to have your eyes open to it. it's not CEO power, but love and living power.