A couple of days ago, there was a post on the Immortal Marilyn Facebook page from a young lady asking for some recommendations for Marilyn Monroe biographies. It was hardly a surprise that Michelle Morgan’s book Marilyn Monroe: Private and Undisclosed should receive top-billing –I’ve said before, it’s an incredibly well- and lovingly-researched piece of work and it’s a privilege to be able to count the author amongst my friends.
But then... in the third reply, there was my attempt: Something Had to Give. It’s actually quite hard to describe how I felt when I saw what Marijane, Michelle and Jackie said about my book... and about me... but it was a kind of shock (verging on disbelief), followed by a bit of pride, which immediately succumbed to a second wave of shock.
I don’t really think I have the right to be mentioned in the same breath as some of the writers whose works (and names) are justifiably known the world over. I type away for pleasure and I’m pretty sure my next door neighbour doesn’t even know my name, but I’m honestly flattered that there are those of you who have enjoyed one or more of my books and hopefully my writing style as well.
Whereas professional authors presumably count sales in the hundreds and thousands, I count them finger by finger and, if a book does really well, I’ll also use my toes. Whatever ability I may or may not possess, I love what I do, but even better is the fact that other people have had some pleasure out of reading my books... and then using them to stop unwelcome draughts.
So with my Coronation Street book now available and selling like... er... cold cakes... I am able to formally reveal that my next project will be one suggested by one of those I have “met” through the power of social networking, Leslie Summey. The next subject to be given the Kirby treatment is going to prove very difficult, probably as challenging mentally as anything I’ve ever done, but I am going to do the best I possibly can to write about the mysterious and horrific demise of Elizabeth Short (below)... the Black Dahlia... in 1947.
I’m not giving myself any deadlines for this piece of work... but if there are any supportive comments out there, now would be a very good time to post them.
All my own work... almost.