Tight Britches

I was feelin’ all big in my britches this morning, emailing with this guy, my agent, and the Beeb producer, who loves the idea of a “Have Your Say” show dedicated to The Blasphemy Challenge. She said it’s absolutely up their alley and asked permission to add my email to the “Have Your Say” blog, which I gave. I’ll be finding out today if they’re doing the show for sure. If so, I’ll be on talking in defense of The Challenge, Flemming’s documentary, and how it’s all good for discourse about religion, history, and how the two affect current affairs.

Seriously, though, it would rock. My fingers are crossed.

My poor agent was, I think, a little startled at how much I’ve written and how fast. We’re sorting out what’s happening next. Still no news on The Secret Project. It went out to three new publishers, one of whom is the dream date for MR. WICKER. This of course makes me very nervous, even though the editors would be totally different. Still…

No writing done yesterday except a hand-written letter to a relative who sent a generous Christmas check. Today, I’m working on the article for ErosZine.com (which is due 1/15) and a letter to Dan Savage, who asked for true-life Valentine’s Day stories about kinky couples. As he’s a big Savage Love fan, The Frenchman is very excited about this. He kept asking me last night when I was going to start writing our meeting story — which, if you haven’t heard it, is a very cool one. I told him “Tout de suite, alors!”

And that is all for now.

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