Argh! My first phone call of the day came from Troy Cook, who's flown from Denver to Texas for a flurry of promotional activity for The One Minute Assassin. Before hitting Dallas, he was in a small town in east Texas (rose capital of Texas if not the world) where they rarely see an author at all, much less a screen writer formerly from Los Angeles who (gasp) may actually know a celebrity like, you know, you might see in the paper or the tabloids at the store !
Anyway, seems he showed up for his interview on the East Texas Live TV program at the appointed time, only to hear they didn't know anything about him. Now, mind you, that's not a true statement, and fortunately for me, he's been in the biz long enough to know what I mean. We'd scheduled the appearance about a month and a half ago with one producer, who was filling in for another producer who got sick, and now apparently has been replaced by yet another producer. She's about 19 or maybe 16. Hard to tell. Nice gal, though.
Probably this new one never got the confirmation package we sent or the copy of the book. And probably never got the repeated phone calls my assistant makes to every upcoming event's guest scheduler so we can be sure nothing like this ever happens. Or maybe got the messages left but wasn't instructed that it's important to actually return those calls. And it wouldn't surprise me, knowing Troy, if he didn't make a few advance calls of his own. Anyway, whatever happened, there he was and nobody appeared to know he was supposed to be there but us. Sigh.
Fortunately they were professional enough to recognize he probably didn't just show up at random on a whim and invited him back for tomorrow's program. So now, we have to track down the producers in Dallas and Ft. Worth whose shows he's scheduled to be on that day and make sure he can still make the times and do the morning show too. So he'll be doing an East Texas show in the morning, hotfooting it a two hour drive to the Dallas metroplex area for a taping, then another in Ft. Worth before jetting over to Frisco for a book signing event. Such glamour, the life of an award winning author, right?
So sometimes, all my days seem like the proverbial Mondays. And I like to think there's a certain finesse and skill involved in doing my job. That it's not something that just everyone can do. (Or maybe it's just that not everyone is crazy enough to try!) But days like these, I have to admit that whatever skills and finesse I might have, there's an element of luck that plays in all of it. Or maybe that some days luck is working for me and some days it's being really slothful. Fortunately for me, so far I have more of the lucky days than the slothful ones. Funny they don't teach that at grad school.
By the way, congratulations to the recently announced Agatha nominees! I'm delighted again to see several of our clients and friends on the list.
Till next time,