Several people of late have asked, "Is that you sitting in a wheelchair in that hospital commercial?" Answer: Yes. But it's a long story and we won't go into that here.
I will say, however, that I am now heavily embroiled in creating some info-mercials that the publisher will air on YouTube and other web sites, and I am also reviewing photographs for back book covers and author pages. But I've come to the conclusion that my life would be so much easier if I could just use the persona of the World's Most Boring Man. This would, of course, be an accurate assessment of a writer's life and my family wouldn't argue.
One upcoming Info-mercial may well involve my wife. We'll have to film this thing together. Naturally, I'm not optimistic about our ability to work together on screen. In truth, I hate being on camera, hate interviews--TV, Skype, doesn't matter. So I'm perfectly willing to give her the leading role. She can hog the film.
But I have to write the scripts. This is the tough part. What lines do I give to my wife? Here are a few that I'm working on . . . .
Me: Hello, my name is Todd and I endorse this message.
Wife: Endorse? When have you ever endorsed anything?
Me: I don't always write at 3 a.m., but when I do, I drink lots of coffee.
Wife: So what are you working on now? Don't tell me it's another book that will sell twenty copies. You might as well be writing on toilet paper.
Me: Keep writing, my friends.
Wife: Friends? Who are you talking to? You had friends in grade school but they dumped you after discovering you picked your nose.
I have a feeling that these Info-mercials may not be the best thing for a marriage. And I think I need a younger co-star. Just sayin' . . . .
I will say, however, that I am now heavily embroiled in creating some info-mercials that the publisher will air on YouTube and other web sites, and I am also reviewing photographs for back book covers and author pages. But I've come to the conclusion that my life would be so much easier if I could just use the persona of the World's Most Boring Man. This would, of course, be an accurate assessment of a writer's life and my family wouldn't argue.
One upcoming Info-mercial may well involve my wife. We'll have to film this thing together. Naturally, I'm not optimistic about our ability to work together on screen. In truth, I hate being on camera, hate interviews--TV, Skype, doesn't matter. So I'm perfectly willing to give her the leading role. She can hog the film.
But I have to write the scripts. This is the tough part. What lines do I give to my wife? Here are a few that I'm working on . . . .
Me: Hello, my name is Todd and I endorse this message.
Wife: Endorse? When have you ever endorsed anything?
Me: I don't always write at 3 a.m., but when I do, I drink lots of coffee.
Wife: So what are you working on now? Don't tell me it's another book that will sell twenty copies. You might as well be writing on toilet paper.
Me: Keep writing, my friends.
Wife: Friends? Who are you talking to? You had friends in grade school but they dumped you after discovering you picked your nose.
I have a feeling that these Info-mercials may not be the best thing for a marriage. And I think I need a younger co-star. Just sayin' . . . .
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