Yes, that was me looking pathetic in the parking lot of the Seven-Eleven at six o'clock this morning, frantically flipping the pages of The Daily News. I had heard my book was going to get a mention today, but no dice. Disappointing? You bet. But I can't dwell on it. People have worse things happen to them all the time. Just yesterday, for instance, I heard that a woman in my town had a bad hair day. I'm thinking of sending a card.
In other media news, life imitates art as there's an headline in the current issue of People magazine that sounds like it could be straight out of my novel. Turn to page 23 of the double Oscar edition, and you'll see this:
Delighting locals, George Clooney films his next film in a small New York burg
Combine that with the gossip that the toothsome hunk is dating Desperate Housewives hottie Teri Hatcher, and you've petty much got the entire plot of "Secret Confessions of the Applewood PTA." It's like the universe is writing my press release, but keeps forgetting to mention the title of my book.
Thank heavens my hair looks okay.