Friday, June 8, 2007

Henri Does Affair and Rock 'N Roll Author

Holy résidus de chien.

My tour coordinator just left. I had had a rotten day yesterday after I got back from visiting the Gypsy Psychic. The interview went great...paparazzi everywhere...but after I got home, there was a note from Juicy saying she wanted to give me space. I think she picked up on 21st century American custom of telling me which pier to jump off of. Give me space. I have lots of space. What is she talking about, this give me space?

So, I've got the note in my hand and I fly past Ezra who is folding laundry and she says, "Dorothy is in the den and wants to talk to you. I think it's urgent."

I sigh, thinking what else could go wrong today, and fly into the den only to find tour coordinator with head in hands. Not like Henri who can take head off.

"Bonjour," I say, trying not to let her know I've picked up on her vibes.

"Henri. Henri. Henri."

"What? I go to Gypsy Psychic and do interview. What has Henri done wrong now?"

She gets up and heads to Ezra's computer and goes to Henri's blog and checks stats.

"Look at this, Henri."

I look closer and...and...

You think my troubles with Juicy are bad?

Someone has found out I had an affair before they chopped my head off. Click here and see for yourself.

Someone is looking for Henri!

"Why do they want to know about this?" I ask Dorothy.

"I don't know, Henri. I just don't know. Perhaps you want to tell me why?"

"They want to know if Henri was as good back then as he is now?" I grin.

"I don't think so, Henri. Someone's snooping. I just don't want this sort of thing to get to the press, you know?"

"So what if press finds out? What can they do to Henri being as I'm a ghost now?"

"Well, for starters, they could hire a ghostbuster and send you back to the great beyond, but what really concerns me is that no one is going to buy your book if you give it bad publicity."


And I think.
Henri does good ideas when he thinks.

"What about James Frey? Look at all the publicity he got for his book!"

"And what do you think James Frey is doing now that no one else will publish subsequent books?"

"Enjoy his riches by the poolside with beautiful 21st century women?"

I don't think that was right answer. Dorothy looks at me and says, "Look, Henri, where are you heading today?"

"You're the tour coordinator. Aren't you supposed to know these things?"

Ah, bad Henri.

"Don't get smart with me, Henri, or I'll send you back where you came from."


"Okay, okay. I'm heading over to Vancouver, Canada, to talk to Karen Magill."

"The rock-n-roll writer? The one who wrote, 'Let Us Play: A Rock 'N Roll Love Story'? The SINGLE ROCK 'N ROLL WRITER?"


"Good Lord. Please, Henri, DO NOT get into any trouble while you're over there. I'll try to figure this out before it gets too big for the both of us."

Sounded like a plan to me. I wished her well, flew out the door and headed over to Karen's apartment. I laugh to myself that tour coordinator would think Henri would get in trouble with single rock 'n roll 21st century beautiful woman author.

She thinks she knows Henri too well.
Anyway, if you'd like to fly with me over to Karen's blog and find out what interesting things Henri has to say about The Search for the Million $$$ Ghost, click here.
And bring Coors Light, please.



Blogger ERiCA said...

Poor Henri, what a horrible day!

June 8, 2007 at 8:09 PM  
Anonymous Draven said...

gah! sounds like the day me and celise got into it when i found out what my next assignment was. i wasnt too happy about it. still.

so, a real ghose, huh? and youve got 3 creators? ive only got one. that seems to be enuff. feel free to come for a visit. i make a great tea.

June 10, 2007 at 12:42 PM  
Blogger Karen Magill said...

Ahh Henri, you behaved yourself perfectly and, not to ruin your reputation, but you were a perfect gentleman. Thanks for visiting.

June 10, 2007 at 12:51 PM  

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