Here’s The Body Abroad, a book I wrote that no one knows exists because I have done zero to make the world aware of it. I wrote it a long time back and my agent at the time got quite excited about it, and sent it off to a big Hollywood agent, who also got excited and sent it off to about twenty Hollywood big-league producers and players like Tom Hanks and the guy who directed Ace Ventura. The agent made up an Excel spreadsheet so we could keep track of the impending frenzied bidding war, except there was no frenzy, only a single solitary nibble from the guy who directed Fight Club, who got some other guy to rewrite it on spec, but wasn’t happy with the result. But it was considered good enough to be in the Hollywood mill there for a while.
Of course I got all excited counting my chickens into six figures, but nothing came of it and I couldn’t even find a publisher, so I eventually published it myself. My goal in 2018 is to try to draw a little bit of attention to it. I’ve always described it as top-notch middlebrow escapism. It’s a pretty good read if you like a paranormal thriller about prisoners who can bilocate out of prison. Bilocation is like astral projection only you can be physically present in two places at once. The body proper stays behind in a meditative, almost vegetative state, and the body abroad relocates to some other chosen place. The Body Abroad ends in mid-adventure, and is presented as part one of a trilogy; I’d love for someone to take the characters and their predicament at the end of book one, and write book two. Then they can do book three, too. Save me a lot of grief! Generous terms for any takers.
Here’s the Amazon link, which includes a very generous chunk of it– the first four chapters worth: