10/12/09

My latest book, Beer Goggles, was released in March this year, and for those of you who have read and enjoyed it might be glad to hear that I’m currently working on a screenplay version. Fuck knows whether this will be picked up or not, but I’m having a shitload of fun putting it together as I feel the entire concept will translate fantastically to the big-screen (although why would I say any different).

What else is going on (I hear you say)? Well, the first draft of my next novel is about seventy-five percent complete, and is a little different from what I’ve written before. I’m not going to divulge too much right now, but it is about an antiques dealer / TV celebrity trying to figure out how to handle his blackmailers (he has a sex addiction). Ah well, some of the subject matter is similar to previous work, but in a very different way. At the moment it is titled The Secret Life of an Antiques Dealer.

What else? I was having a few cold beers at the bar a couple of weekends ago, scribbling in my pocket notebook in between watching some football and talking shite to the drunks beside me when I was hit with an idea like a paddle smacking a submissive on the arse cheek. I quickly mapped out my vision for each chapter in my typical flowchart format, and before the bottom on the Guinness glass was visible, the skeleton form of another novel was staring back at me. I’ve since written the ending (I tend to write my endings quickly after initial concept). The main character is a priest who is beginning to question his faith. I’ll leave it at that for now, but all I can say is that members of the Catholic Church won’t be queuing up to make a purchase, unless it’s to clear the shelves for a mass burning ceremony (no pun intended). I haven’t decided on a title yet, so if anyone wants to make any suggestions I will certainly give them consideration, as well as an acknowledgment should it make it into print.

Cheers for now.

Brandon