OK, I’m back. I really do apologize, I didn’t intend this to turn into the coy peek-a-boo session it did (God’s swipe at me in Arnold’s thread was totally deserved).
What happened is, I left the SDMB for Personal Reasons (I give Ukelele Ike full permission to invent all kinds of tawdry and sordid stories, some of which might actually be true). A bunch of people sent me nice E-mails asking me to come home, so I decided to do so.
Now that I am outed, though, it seems silly to continue with a pseudonym. Hey, I can plug my books, now, too! I write The Bottom Shelf, a monthly humor column in Movieline, and I have written biographies of Jean Harlow and Theda Bara (when my next book comes out in March I will shout it from the Internet rooftops). Anyone interested in seeing a ludicrously flattering photo of me can do so at http://www.harlean.com/interviews/golden.htm.
Well, I am taking a couple of days off to be a Lady Who Lumches, but I’ll see y’all next week, and again, I am sorry for all this mixup–I guess Satan and I have more in common than I thought!
As I have said before, people who insert “fiction” into “non-fiction” should have their heads put on pikes in front of the Library of Congress as a warning to others.
Well, Ike, I will be very careful not to slip up and use your real name on-line . . . otherwise the gals would all be flocking to your movies and renting your videos, and the Blockbuster clerks would all have nervous breakdowns. Not to mention “Tiger Beat” having to reprint all those articles on you.
By the way, could you goddam make up your mind between “Ukelele” and “Ukulele?” They’re both permissible by Webster’s, but it makes doing a search for your wisecracks damn difficult.
“Ukulele” is the Webster’s preferred form, and the one I always use when spelling out the full name of that charming and insouciant little stringed instrument.
“Uke” is just a phonetic shortening, as in “Arthur Godfrey sang a rousing rendition of ‘Little Buttercup,’ accompanying himself on the uke.”
I prefer “Uke” to “Ike,” hence my use of it as a sig line (or actual signature, in my case), but I’ll answer to either.
If you DO slip and use my real name, please take care to write it out in full:
“The Honorable Venustiano Carranza, President of Mexico.”
How disappointing to find that you’re a good-looking, hard-working, respectable journalist and author in the prime of her life.
I was envisionaing Flora as a Telulah Bankheadish, Dorothy Parkerish, Vera Charlesish (from Mame for all you Philistines out there), grande dame of NYC’s social and theater elite with a dry martini in one hand and trophy male secretary on the other.
Exactly, moriah! I have to admit that was precisely my mental image of Ms. McFlimsy as well. I’ll revise my mental image but I’m still going to hear Telulah when I read Eve’s posts.
Glad to have you back Flora/Eve. I’ve read your work, before (outside of the SDMB, that is). Wonderful stuff. What’s the March release about?
Murray, I’m still ticked off about the quark thing. Or was that Weinberg?
Anyway, having read Eve’s interview, I just have to go and buy the book.
After reading it, my plan is to leave it lying around on the coffee table. When a visitor picks it up out of curiousity, I can say, “Oh, yes, the author and I have spoken on several occassions. Remarkable young lady. Regal bearing, yet warm and witty.”
My wife says nobody likes a name-dropper, but what does she know?
