Meet The Real Penn And Shar.

There is a maxim that every author of fiction eventually learns:

Write it and it will soon come to be.

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.

Don’t know what I’m talking about? Click HERE to buy my new book, and HERE to enter the contest to win the killer (heh-heh) soundtrack that goes with it. Those of you who post comments, please, please don’t write anything that will spoil the story for those who have yet to read the book. Gracias, darlings. We want to always make sure we maintain the element of surprise for the readers who come to the story fresh.

New York Post: Page Six: He’s A 24/7 Prowler
Amazon.com: Sex.Lies.Murder.Fame.

7 thoughts on “Meet The Real Penn And Shar.

  1. >i was gonna make an interracial joke on halle and new cracker beau…but, if i had to picture someone to play penn. he's "pretty" much there. as for halle being shar. hell to the naw, ass too small!

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  2. >ROFL!! "Ass too small"? So what, do you picture Shar with a crunktastic trunk? That'd be funny/cool as hell. I guess it might make sense, considering all those pig feet and cracklins.

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  3. >seems to me, halle has lost weight in the past couple of years. maybe it's the new roles she's been in like "their eyes" and the new x-man 3 joint….now, if it was vivica a. fox….oh, hell yeah! who would you want to see buck nekkid, nawin' on a bag of pork skins (don't forget the vinegar, y'all?) or woofin' on some fried chicken…vivica or halle? don't reply lo…let the brothers decide!!!!!

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  4. >halle!!!!halle!!!!come back to the dark meat!!!!come back halle!!!!i'm sorry for makin' that crack about yo' ass…but on the real tho…another piece of chicken won't hurt.much love to halle….my new ex-wife. gotta think big picture y'all!!!!

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  5. >yeah, lo…gotta point babycakes.'fo my screenwriting career can get off the ground, on and crackin'….some ass is rattin' back to halle to check out your blog (and a FINE blog it is) to read the mess that asshole lance 'rote.halle: YOU'LL NEVER WORK IN THIS TOWN EVER!!!!lance: awww, c'mon shug. can't you take a joke?my peoples…my peoples…

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