I'm working on finishing this up and it is taking forever. I'd like to give people the opportunity to critique me (aren't you all the lucky ones? LOL), but rather than start with Chapter One I'd like to start with an interview of my main character that was published in a magazine (obviously he's famous.) This interview should give you an idea as to whether he'd entertain, offend, or bore you silly.
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VERCINI RISING: ONE MAN’S JOURNEY FROM THE RUINS
“It’s no secret that I have slept with both men and women. There was a time in my life when I had very few scruples and very little sleep.” – Julian Vercini.
Few people have elicited such curiosity and controversy as the man sitting on the other side of the table from me. Dressed in casual black slacks and a loose white shirt with his long hair secured neatly behind his head, Julian Vercini is the perfect representation of the new metrosexual, something he takes as a compliment when I tell him. The 30 year old male, lauded by both men and women as “supernaturally beautiful”, has demonstrated an inordinate ability to persevere through the roughest of times, re-emerging from catastrophe a stronger, more grounded individual. “I rose from the ashes of my life a new person, like the phoenix. You can see your life as a series of tragedies and recoveries, or as a sequence of rebirths and transformations. I choose the latter.”
We’re seated outside on the patio of his seventh story penthouse apartment observing an old woman in floral print shorts tend to her small garden on the third floor terrace of the building opposite ours. Not one for missing the finest details Julian is watching through his TravelSport binoculars: “Her flowers die constantly. Just last week she killed a rosebush she had imported from some foreign soil, and you should have seen what happened to the orange tree. The poor woman hasn’t a green thumb or even a yellow finger. I have a strong impulse to shout out ‘bloody murder’ every time she over waters.” When I ask him how he knows the origin of her plants, his brown eyes light up and he answers with a grin: “That’s easy. I saw the foreign stamp, but I couldn’t discern the label.”
When he’s not surreptitiously surveying his neighbors, Julian Vercini is feverously engaged in developing the concept for his new series “America’s Next Author”. Having elicited the help of his father, Sidney Cromwell, Julian hopes the reality-based show will herald in a new era in television he calls “Smart Programming”. “I think people to some extent are tired of jejune voyeuristic amusement. My theory is there are many unsatisfied viewers who are forgoing prime time in favor of the online experience. I want to reach that group, the intellectual artistic community and the corporate intelligencia, and give them something catered to their tastes.”
While some in networking question the sanity in venturing into uncharted territory, Julian has never been one to back down or out for the safety in the conventional and conservative. The prime time genius has a history of delivering alternative shows with rather surprising success. Many credit his exceptional charismatic personality for defying the odds, but he says it’s immaterial what draws his audience. “Why they watch is irrelevant so long as they watch.”
Jules Vercini is the mastermind behind Manfast Productions, a seven year old privately owned corporation that Vercini built from the ground up after a brief stint in a psychiatric ward left him hungering for self-reinvention. It was the pressure surrounding the Grace Case, in which he stood trial for six counts of murder, and the subsequent death of his close companion Nate Grace that led to Julian’s quick descent into insanity. “It was mad. I had this huge legal battle hanging over my head, and at the same time two of my closest friends were involved and were also going to stand trial. It was difficult at times to know what was best for myself and for my friends.”
Although Julian was acquitted, the conviction of Nate Grace left him with a guilty conscious that eventually impaired his ability to function. After a suicide attempt in which he hung himself from a ceiling fan, Julian decided a change was in order, and sold all his stock in the family business, using the liquidated assets to start his own firm. Initially the family’s reaction was hostile: “they were furious”, but after his relatives saw how well he was doing both as an individual and an executive, tempers calmed and eventually reached a non-combative level. “Mom and I still aren’t speaking, but at least we’re no longer fighting,” he says.
When I ask Vercini about his father, he suddenly grows shy and childlike. “He’s quite a man - look at all he’s accomplished. He teaches English at Oxford and has a family – a wife and two children – and yet he still manages to find time to network for Lifeway’s fundraisers. I’ve never met someone so interested in making a difference, not just on an individual level but on a social level as well”. He goes on to express his excitement at the prospect of having his father collaborate with him: “he brings fresh ideas and new prospects to the table,” he says, “the series is already better for it.”
Although he bubbles over with excitement when he talks about work, he suddenly grows silent when I ask him about his romantic life. Recently he has been spotted around town in the company of Cassandra Depardieu, his ex-girlfriend before the trial, and photos from the Lifeway Fundraiser two weeks ago show the two happily embracing. So exactly what is going on between these two? Julian claims they only have a special friendship: “we’re taking it slow, one day at a time, to see if we can make things work. We have a history together, which is not entirely a bad thing. It saves us the trouble of getting to know one another.” When I inquire about his past and if he has been seeing anyone else, Vercini shakes his head to the negative: “It’s no secret that I have slept with both men and women. There was a time in my life when I had very few scruples and very little sleep. But I’ve grown up a lot since then, and realize now that I have other choices.” I ask him what these choices are. Julian bursts into a grin: “To not bed everyone I fancy.”
We spend the rest of the afternoon conversing about our past mistakes and our plans for the future, and Julian confides that at one point he considered journalism as a profession (he seems sincere) and he’s only been in love twice (he won’t name names). As it approaches 3:00PM Julian brings the interview to a close. “My father is coming over,” he says “and we’re going out for tea.” Tea? I ask, a question that evokes another grin from Vercini. “I only drink tea these days,” he divulges happily. “That is another one of my choices.”
He seems to have chosen well.