Secrets Spawned Of Machismo, Matchmaking And MySpace

Aug 13, 2014
Originally published on August 13, 2014 9:14 pm

For the past eight years I've been living a lie.

Whenever someone from my working-class family asks how I met my now-wife, I make up stories. The truth just doesn't live up to my machismo Mexican roots.

Take my old man, for example. He met my mom in the aftermath of a car wreck. He was riding shotgun when my uncle sideswiped a Datsun carrying four women, one of them my mom. Pops made his initial approach in the ER waiting room, while a doctor was plucking glass out of his brother's forehead.

Now that's game.

It's the same with my uncles. They've stepped [up] to women at bars and street fairs and neighborhood barbecues — always in person and always with bravado. It's bad enough that I live clear across the country from them, in gentrified Brooklyn, that I make a living writing books instead of working with my hands. If they found out how I actually met my wife, I'd lose what little street cred I have left.

I remember my Uncle Tim, an imposing construction worker, pulling me aside during a Dos Equis-fueled game of horseshoes when I was home visiting. He'd heard about this new girl in New York and he wanted details. I invented a slick pickup line, told him I'd delivered it in a crowded subway car. We got off at the next stop, I told my uncle, so I could hook her up with beer and a shot of tequila. And it went from there.

He nodded approvingly and clapped me on the shoulder, saying: "You're a true de la Peña." As I watched him go off to make his throws, I felt proud. Because that's all I've ever wanted to be — "a true de la Peña."

I understand how absurd this probably sounds. These days, people all around me are finding love online, and no one seems the least bit ashamed. That's why I've decided to "man up" and finally own the truth. You listening, Uncle Tim?

I met my wife on MySpace. I repeat, MySpace.

It was late 2005 and my first book was about to come out. Instant fame, I assumed, was right around the corner. When an author buddy suggested I try to network online, I rolled my eyes. But then my book dropped and ... crickets.

My first public event was at a museum in Albany and not one single human showed up. I created a MySpace profile that night and sent friend requests to every industry person who came up in my publishing search. When I clicked on the profile of one particular book publicist, I forgot all about networking. She seemed beautiful and funny, and we lived in the same Brooklyn neighborhood. I spent the rest of the night writing and rewriting a simple three-line email to her. And when I saw her response sitting in my inbox early the next morning, I got butterflies.

Turned out she was even funnier in person. And more beautiful. We've been together over eight years now and a couple months ago we had a little baby girl. The whole thing, Uncle Tim, started in the glowing light of my MacBook Pro.

But I swear to you, I'm still a "true de la Peña," right?

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Transcript

MELISSA BLOCK, HOST:

This summer we've been hearing from men about notions of masculinity. And as we've learned when it comes to living up to these notions, some men lead dual lives.

MATT DE LA PENA: It's the craziest thing. For the past eight years I've been living a lie.

BLOCK: That's writer Matt de la Pena and he's ready to confess.

DE LA PENA: Whenever some one from my working-class family asked how I met my now wife I make up stories. The truth just doesn't live up to my machismo Mexican roots. Take my old man for example. He met my mom in the aftermath of a car wreck. He was riding shotgun when my uncle sideswiped a Datsun carrying four women. One of them my mom. Pops made his initial approach in the ER waiting room while a doctor was plucking glass out of his brothers forehead. Now that's game. It's the same with my uncles. They've stepped to women at bars and street fairs and neighborhood barbecues - always in person and always with bravado. It's bad enough I live clear across the country from them now in gentrified Brooklyn, that I make a living writing books instead of working with my hands. If they found out how I actually met my wife I'd lose what little street cred I have left. I remember my uncle Tim, an imposing construction worker, pulling me aside during a Dos-Equis-fueled game of horseshoes when I was home visiting. He'd heard about this new girl in New York and wanted details. I invented a slick pickup line, told him I'd delivered it in a crowded subway car. We got off at the next stop, I told my uncle, so I could hook her up with a beer and a shot of tequila and went from there. He nodded approvingly and clapped me on the show shoulder saying, you're a true de la Pena. As I watched him go off to make his throws I felt proud because that's all I've ever wanted to be - a true de la Pena. I understand how absurd this probably sounds. These days people all around me are finding love online and no one seems it the least bit ashamed. That's why I've decided to man up and finally own the truth. Are you listening uncle Tim? I met my wife on MySpace. I repeat, MySpace. It was late 2005 and my first book was about to come out. Instant fame I assumed was right around the corner when an author buddy suggested I try to network online, I rolled my eyes. But then my book dropped and crickets. My first public event was at the Albany Museum and not one single human showed up. I created a MySpace profile that night, sent friend requests to every industry person who came up in my publishing search. But when I clicked on to the profile one publicist, I forgot all about networking. She seemed beautiful and funny and we lived in the same Brooklyn neighborhood. I spent the rest of the night writing and rewriting a simple three line e-mail to her and when I saw her response sitting in my inbox early the next morning I got butterflies. It turned out she was even funnier in person and more beautiful. We've been together over eight years now and a couple of months ago we had a baby girl. The whole thing uncle Tim started in the glowing light of my MacBook Pro, but I swear to you I'm still a true de la Pena, right?

BLOCK: That's writer Matt de la Pena. His most recent book is the young adult novel called "The Living." Transcript provided by NPR, Copyright NPR.