It’s been over six months since The Naked Girl I Met In The Woods, and I’m close to publishing another ENF story as a novella.

It’s called Make Me A Star and is details one afternoon and evening in the life of a young British actress who arrives in Hollywood and, as if you couldn’t guess, she finds herself in a difficult situation, yet full of opportunities. Every instinct tells her she’s getting herself in too far, but with the prospect of a first big name movie role, what wouldn’t she do?

It’s intended to be the first of a series of novella’s and short stories in a “Naked For Her Art” series. A handful have already been written (first and second draft!) so I can be confident in say it will happen. When it will happen is another question…

In the meantime, look out for “Make Me A Star” in a few weeks time. Here’s a little sneaky peak:

“Chantelle?” Marie said, “Can you find Elaine some nice earrings?”
I didn’t think there was much wrong with my small studs. Plus, if I was getting earrings to wear, why couldn’t I just get a goddamn dress? But I didn’t want to be “prudish”. No, of course not, nothing so prudish as to be wanting to wear clothes the first time I went to some goddam stranger’s house. This was quite a ridiculous place, I was beginning to realise.
Chantelle disappeared inside and Marie followed her, leaving me with Patrick. The air felt suddenly heavy as we stood in silence for a second.
“This has been an interesting afternoon,” I said. He laughed.
“Things are different here,” he said, “But you seem to be adapting just fine.”
I didn’t feel just fine but if I was pulling off the pretence then I guess that was just as good.
“I think he likes you, Tony,” he continued, “Although I don’t know if he’s seen you in anything.”
“Well, he’s seen me in nothing,” I said, flapping my arms. Patrick laughed, stared at my body for a second, and then looked away. A warm flutter stirred inside of me again.
“Anyway,” Patrick said, “I’ll get the car out.”