My Accident

April 2, 2012

First, I've uploaded a new review to the Best Bets on DVD site, accessible via the link in the Introduction section of this page.  The film is THE IRON LADY, which won Meryl Streep a third Oscar a couple of months ago.  So, take a look.

This past week has been spent writing.  I've finally proceeded to the second act of the screenplay I've been hired to create, and it seems to be moving along at a slow, but steady clip.

I've also decided what my next book is going to be. 

I really haven't written a new book since my volume of short stories, DRACULA MEETS JACK THE RIPPER And Other Revisionist Histories.  Everything that has been published in the months since then have been books, like my Basil Rathbone biography, or screenplays or stage plays that were actually written long ago.

The new book is going to be a second memoir.  In fact, I've already been writing some parts of chapters for it.

I know that MY FORTY-FIVE YEARS IN HOLLYWOOD...AND HOW I ESCAPED ALIVE pretty much covered my life up to and including my move to Austin, but there were a lot of show business stories that I did not have the space to relate.  Some of them are funny.  Others relate useful lessons in life. 

So, rather than a chronological memoir like the first book, this one will be more of a book of stories about me and the people I knew.

I'm looking forward to getting into it just as soon as I finish this screenplay.  I even have a title, which will remain secret for the moment.

Finally, did you see what I posted on FaceBook this past Wednesday morning?

So, this morning I wake up around 6:30 with a charlie horse. I step out of bed and, while trying to avoid my dog who sleeps on the floor next to the bed, I trip and smash my head on the pointed corner of the dresser.

In five seconds, I am covered in so much blood that you would think that I'd been attacked by Jason Voorhees or Norman Bates. My wife is pressing paper towels against my head, and I'm thinking: "We can't go to the emergency room. We were there two days ago with my wife's sliced finger (3 stitches), and the people there will think that we're trying to kill each other."

I didn't go to the emergency room, and I can assure you that both Sandy and I are fine and healing nicely.

You have a creative week.

Michael