Monday, 12 July 2010

Should I Bite The Bullet And...

write a chick lit. novel? Though I've registered my empathic disapproval of such non-literary endeavours, it would enable me to make a few necessary purchases: a manor house, a Steinway Grand, an Aston Martin Vanquish for The Chap, an oxygen tank for hangovers, etcetera. All one *really* needs to pen a frothy bestseller is an improbably-named heroine (Diamante, Taffeta, Chenille) who Works Her Way Up from a caravan park, Borstal or similar and wins the heart of a louche Argentinian polo player. Add diamonds, Pimms, champagne, a couple of arrests, Old Etonians, a lot of shopping, and - voila! It's a knotty dilemma: self respect or a hefty bank balance. It would also provide a little light relief, as writing about the clinically insane is beginning to make me foam at the mouth. Gah! Too many books to write, too little time in which to write them.

7 comments:

  1. No man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money. Just because it's chick-lit doesn't mean the writing has to be crap!

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  2. I *thought* you might say that. If only to secure the Aston Martin Vanquish/manor house....!!

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  3. You should make contact with this lady.

    http://womanofexperience.blogspot.com/

    She knows all about this sort of stuff.

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  4. Product placement, don't forget the product placement!

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  5. The Aston first whatever happens...

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  6. If you're quick you could include a cameo appearance by Mandlehoon. That should tie up the Brazilian market.

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  7. 6 comments. 6! I've been blogging for years and I only occasionally get this many!

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