Original post Sept. 28,2010
Stephen King steps up, writes a couple paragraphs and then the“guest” writer fills in the rest. When done, the winning“guest” gets a publishing contract with Harper Collins,Simon and Schuster, Zondervans or any other publisher of his/her choice.
HEAVEN HELP US! SIGN ME UP!
Now, that’s the way it should come to us.Wrapped in a bow and filled with all the goodies the literary world has to offer, but . . .
REALITY REARS ITS UGLY HEAD
and here we are, plugging away at the keyboard, not with Stephen King, but with the cat,or the dog, or the ferret or (fill in your own helper). Chris Harrison isn’t holding a rose, waiting for us to finish the next great American novel.
“Will you accept this publishing contract?” And he hands us the rose.
WAKE UP, STUPID! WRONG SHOW!
Jeff Probst might be closer to reality. After all, to make it in writing, you need to persevere and be . . . A Survivor!