I told my sister I was going to start scrolling through my next novel, “The Salacious Marny Ottwiler”, and asked her to tell me when to stop. This is the passage I stopped on. Hope you enjoy the tease. I’m hoping to have this published no later than mid November.
The people who are not laughing, as usual, are my family. My mother is reportedly disgusted by my blatant attempt to sell books through my cheap sexual escapades. Yes, there are pictures of Malcolm and I kissing at the airport splashed across every tabloid around. Several of them have a split shot with us on one side, and Andrew on the other, looking distraught. When asked for a statement on the status of our marriage, he has reportedly said we are separated, but that he’s sure it’s only temporary. Mimi feels I am making a fool of him. I feel he’s doing a bang up job of that on his own, and that she shouldn’t care so much anyway. She maintains that he was her first love, and regardless of the water they have suffered under the bridge, she will always care for him. I felt it was my duty to point out to her that they are not on a soap opera, and that she really does not have to care. She was offended. Go figure. Kev has speculated that all may not be well over in paradise. This I am going to have to investigate as soon as I get home.