There is a maxim that every author of fiction eventually learns:
It happens without fail. You think you’ve pulled some original, fantastical storyline out of your ass, and as soon as it’s on the page and gone to press, your brilliant, ass-born fictional tale will materialize in a way you’ll be sure not to miss.
What am I babbling about, you ask? Well, for those of you who’ve read my new, insanely entertaining book (hey, that’s what one reader called it), Sex.Lies.Murder.Fame.…
…you know about two of the main characters, Sharlyn Tate and Penn Hamilton. Sharlyn is a beautiful, high-profile African-American A-list author and celebrity. Penn, who is white, is a startlingly-beautiful writer/model/rapper with a genius-level IQ. Their color is not an issue, it’s merely a physical descriptive. What’s important about these people is their character and the content (or lack thereof) of their hearts. Penn has a penchant for the ladies, and he is DESPERATE to be famous, even to the point of using someone famous to climb his way to the top. Sharlyn’s antsy for some action that will stimulate her creative juices. Interesting things begin to occur.
I didn’t get a chance to post this on Tuesday, but I wanted to do so today before it got away from me. Yesterday’s Page Six had the following (all emphasis in bold is mine):
THE women of South Beach have two words for Halle Berry: Watch out! Berry’s new man, Versace model Gabriel Aubry, is so popular with the opposite sex, said our source, “he makes [Berry’s ex] Eric Benet look tame.” Benet is a self-confessed sex addict. While Berry went to pal Angela Bassett’s baby shower last weekend, Aubry was in Miami where he drove his vintage Camaro convertible and “chased young women” around the clock. A source said, “He wants to be famous, and he will use Halle to get there. He has a place on the beach and he pretty much chases whatever is around.”
Imagine the eye-poppery on my part when I read that.
Let’s just hope Halle’s new man isn’t willing to go to the lengths our boy Penn did for his moment in the sun.
Although he does seem to have Penn’s swagger.
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