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Dear Bill: No, I'm not the comic book Gerard Jones. I was Gerard Jones before he was, by the way. I had a book set in the sixties which I think you took a look when you were at Wm. Morris. I've included a synopsis. I've been told by some fairly heavy-duty agents, including Suzanne Gluck, that editors aren't going to touch this thing with a ten foot pole 'cause it includes Oprah as a character in a long fantasy the protagonist has while she's unconscious. They may be right, but a couple way heavy duty editors have already asked to see the whole manuscript. The writing is solid. It's a fun story. Think Being John Malcovich. As for biography, I studied with Gordon Lish before anyone ever heard of him. I got him started in the writing seminar business, as a matter of fact. Anything else you want to know I'd be happy to tell you. Thanks. Gerard Jones
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Dear Bill: Thanks for the thoughtful comments. I agree with them for the most part, have already substantially fiddled with the last 15 chapters or so and fully intend to go back and fiddle some more with precisely the bits you pointed out as being on the weak side. I'm still not entirely sure how the sucker's gonna end yet so it's silly at this point to go over the whole thing with the kind of fine tooth comb you're talking about, but when I DO know how it ends, I'm sure the beginning will comport more fullly and more cogently to the end. I might also change the title to ASTRAL WEEKEND. I'll send you a new version when I get it done. Feel free to say anything else that crosses your mind. Thanks again. G.
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Dear Bill: The way I understand the law it has to be a fantasy/parody, but it also has to be extraordinarily good--like I bit off a lot and am gonna have to do a modest amount of chewing. I think, however, that a bunch of people are gonna want to read the thing and I also think that when Oprah's people take a look at it, she'll want to produce the movie so she can star in the thing. She'll be pissed for awhile that I resurrected her dead kid and reunited the two of them, but it's a fantasy, after all, a parody, a dream, and Larry Flynt, Jerry Falwell and Jerry Falwell's mother all got together in an outhouse and gave us the Supreme Court decision that we have a right to fantasize and parody and dream about any public figure we want. The other reason it has to be a fantasy (it's actually a function of a giant aneurysm in old Giselle's woebegone brain) is that it all takes place in February of 2002 and people are gonna be aware it didn't really happen. The way she wakes up is really slick. You'll see. Oh, and one last thing, Leslie Gelbman told some editor named Allison McCabe to read the thing. I sent it to her a couple months ago, but haven't heard back. Okay, that's it. Thanks again. G.
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Bill: Whoa. That was a quick about-face. What happened to good old "And I'm not afraid of Oprah. So bring on the rest of the manuscript. Bill?" The guy who only this morning said, "I would think the sometimes big dame is fair game." Yikes. What'd whoever you checked with tell you? No, no, don't tell me. Look, this thing is a realistic portrayal of a realistic chick who, when she has a giant intracranial aneurysm pressing upon the temporal lobe of her brain, has realistic fantasies. They're gonna include who and what they include. It's not illegal to have a fantasy of or to parody a public figure. The Simpsons do it all the time. Get Oprah's permission. Let her play herself in the movie like John Malcovich played himself in Being John Malcovich. Don't be quite so frightened quite so easily or quite so quickly. I know what I'm doing, and it's good. There's plenty of ways of skinning proverbial cats. Perhaps if you see how the whole thing plays itself out you'll see what I'm talking about. An average woman conked out and the detritis of her conscious mind including facts readily available to her from having read "The Wit and Wisdom of Oprah Winfrey" and from Oprah's show became manifest as a realistic "dream." Big whoop. How am I supposed to "de-Oprah the story and/or transform her into someone fictional or historical?" You tell me. In a hundred years the only thing anyone will know about Oprah Winfrey will be that I wrote a book about her. Thanks again. G.
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Bill: You're a reasonable, straightforward guy. So am I. We'd probably work well together. I appreciate that you're trying to build a list of writers and it's common sense to steer clear of "difficult" projects. I could easily write the thing without Oprah. She sort of fell into the role due to her proximity to Rockford, Illinois more than anything else. She was a good fit, however. I don't really need her. It was a reasonable, accurately researched, well founded fantasy. Personally, I thought I was doing her a favor, but if she's gonna get all bent outa shape by being associated with a decent book for once in her life, fuck her. Maybe I'll use Whoopie Goldberg instead. Whitney Houston. Connie Chung. Geraldo. Hilary Clinton. Martha Stewart. Toni Morrison. Maya Angelou. Or some totally fictional character. Oprah ain't all that integral, although I aslo think that whatever shit she stirred up would only serve to sell more books. Land of the free, home of the brave, oh, yeah. I liked your editorial suggestions and know I'd be a good guy to have on this list you're building. The stuff I write ain't ephemeral schlock, however, if that's what you're looking for. I've got a book before this one and a book after this one. What did these people say, anyway? Just that she's a litigious control freak? Let me know what you want to do. G.
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Ah, how soon they forget. I copied you in an email to Gail Hochman. Thanks. Hey, good agency you found for yourself. Congratulations. G.
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Hey, Bill: I've got this fifty year-old Martinique chick who writes self-help books, like "Up Your Nose With a Rubber Hose, bin Laden," in mind. I wouldn't have to change the character too much as it's already written, but I went off on a tangent with this publishing industry directory bullshit. You should see the kinds of stuff I'm getting. I totally fall off my chair laughing. I'll absolutely keep you in mind. I've always heard nothing but good things about Gail Hochman. You should have said that was the agency you were affiliated with. I would have gotten rid of Oprah in a minute. I've definitely changed the title to ASTRAL WEEKEND. And I've still got all the other stuff you said to fiddle with. Thanks again. G.
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