The satirical story, the farcical fun, the naughty novella that is ‘Extremely England’ is getting closer and closer to the finish line!
It’s been brilliant fun working on a manuscript so different to my past projects, and almost a relief not to have to tap into the darker side of my thoughts to create the sinister and moody environments for the plot to unfold.
The mayor had been in the business long enough to have a bloody good idea as to who was forcing his hand and blackmailing him, that and the fact that Harriet had signed her name at the bottom of the page; no publicity is bad publicity and all that.
The whole tone of the narrative was carefree.
There are situations in ‘Extremely England’ that in another novel would have to be deemed serious and thoughtful, but that just wasn’t the case here, and I loved it!
As I’ve said in a previous post, the early Woody Allen films were a big motivator for me to do a project like this, and by that, I mean the throwaway remarks that didn’t add anything to the story or plot, they were just there for entertainment value, for comedy reasons and with no consequence.
‘He tried to kill the President of the United States?’ asked Bobby, finding it hard to believe. ‘What did he do?’
‘He faxed a poison letter.’
Is there a message in this book that I want readers to take home with them? Probably not, maybe to not take life so seriously all of the time.
This is a novella that provides an escape from the misery that we are told we are up to our necks in by our politicians and our national press.
This is for those who watch the news, or read the tabloids, and choose to laugh and not cry.
Extremely England – coming soon…