Hey there. It's Thursday night and I just watched Me and Bobby Brown, one of my new favorite shows. It's so G-D bad that it's good. Had dinner tonight with my Park Avenue friends. They have a professional chef cook a healthy dinner for them every single night. This is how the other half lives, my friends. Me, I'm lucky if I can zap a Lean Cuisine. Sometimes I'll do that and pretend that my personal chef cooked it, but it isn't even close to having a real personal chef, trust me. I've seen the difference. We all watched my Richard & Judy tape and boo-ed Toby Young when he said he couldn't believe CZJ was going to play someone who looks like (ugh! vomit, vomit!) the author. Pul-ease. Okay, that's the last time I'm mentioning Toby Young. I'm really not mad at the guy. He also said some nice things about Ivy and I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt - that he was just trying to create good television by stirring up the some contraversey (sp??). CZJ can play the author! No, the author's a too ugly. She's not. She is. She's not. She is. AAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaa. Okay, enough of that. Toby's forgiven and I'd even have him to my home for dinner, the big slug. Leave us all move on.
Meanwhile, I'm writing my third book and having so much fun with this one. I absolutely love, love, love this book. I know I keep saying this but I can't help it. The plot is fantastic and so are the characters. You'll forgive me for being so cocky, but I have to tell you that this is a book I'm not writing. I'm channeling it from God knows where. The book I'm writing now is called "India Fudge and the Time Travel Tunnel." The second book in the series will be called "The Rescue of Pup Daddy - an India Fudge Time Travel Adventure." Love, love, love working on this book. Every night I thank God for blessing me with a life of writing.
I find myself at the stage of writing a book that I like best. That's when I'm laying down the bones of the story. At this point, you don't have to worry about perfect writing, excellent character development, important themes. No, you just make up a great plot and that's my favorite part. Once I lay down the bones, then I'll go back and round out my characters, strengthen my themes, decide what message (if any) I want the book to impart - all the little details that can make a good book great. But it all starts with the story. If you don't have an unputdownable story, you don't have crap. At least not for the average joe reader, and that's what I am. As a reader, it's the plot that gets me every time. The characters always come second for me. Other writers would disagree, but I believe that fascinating characters with no plot (or too literary a plot - gag - take your pick) spells B-O-R-I-N-G. So there you have it. I'll stop repeating myself now.
I am writing about 8 hours a day lately. And what I find is that in that time, I manage to crank out 7 - 10 pages. Every day, I write one to two amazingly funny lines that I feel are channeled from the great beyond. I don't even think about them. I just write write write and then I go back and read what I've written and then I crack myself up. Did I write that, I'll wonder. Yes, I must have because it's there in my computer. But where did it come from? The great Henny Youngman joke bank in the sky. This is hard to explain. You kind of have to be there. But this is how the process works for me.
Got to go. 8 hours of delicious writing await me tomorrow. Adios.
Thursday, July 28, 2005