Well! This week has been so fabulous that it requires its own wrap up!
First, an update on the status of the Kendra Wilkinson book quest: Her agent gave me the name of a publicist…who did not handle Kendra’s book but was super nice to me. She passed my request along to the right publicist who proceeded to send the book via UPS and it’s sitting in my living room right now! Yay! I’ll read it right after I read The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo for my book club because I’m sick of going to book club with no idea what happened after page 57 of the book. Once I’ve read and reviewed Kendra’s book, I will give it away to one lucky reader! (And not because I’m embarrassed to have it in my house or anything. Just because I’m generous.) The real bonus was that the first publicist seemed to think that a blogger who reviews books was someone worth her attention and asked me if any of the books her division prints looked interesting. Um, yeah! Her imprint published The Red Queen by Phillippa Gregory, Kristin Chenowith’s memoir and a history of the Smothers Brothers Comedy Hour! All of which she is sending me. Free books! Swoon!
After the blush of excitement over the publisher stuff was wearing off, I got a lovely email from the ghostwriter who co-authored Kendra’s book. He had actually left a blog comment offering to send me one but, because I don’t do my research very well, his name didn’t ring and bells and I responded to his nice offer by remaining totally silent because someone once taught me not to give out my real address to strange men on the internet. In his email he said I was funny and offered me a free book (not knowing that I already had one). I thanked him profusely and then pounded him with a barrage of questions about becoming a freelance writer. Because that’s what he wanted to get out of that exchange: a deranged suburban mom in search of career advice.
I’ve gotta say that all of this was an incredibly awesome outcome for an endeavor that I expected to net me nothing except funny blog posts.
Then as icing on my Hollywood cake, after the Fiesta de la Kardashians I engaged in on Twitter on Wednesday, Ryan Seacrest Productions started following me. A fact I felt obligated to share with my followers in a tweet that speculated that talking about Kardashians was the reason why. Shortly thereafter I received this tweet:
Yes, that blurry, badly executed screen shot is an actual tweet from whatever staffer Ryan Seacrest hires to monitor Twitter for mentions of tv shows he produces confirming that my Kardashian tweets garnered their attention.
I? Am clearly headed for the big time.
But don’t worry. I won’t get a big head from all these free books and tweets from interns at Ryan Seacrest Productions. I’ll still be the same old Mom-in-a-Million who uses words like douche-nozzle and writes poems that mention deer poop.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I really need to read The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo so I can get to Kendra’s books quickly!