The Wonder Singer is an operatic literary caper about one young writer's manic ambition. The ghostwriter's best chance at fame almost disappears when his Diva dies suddenly in her bath. His solution is to steal the tapes, liberate the Diva's aging husband, and write the autobiography on the run.
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George Rabasa. The Wonder Singer
THE WONDER SINGER
OH, THE SECRETS SHE TOOK WITH HER
IT WILL BE YOUR WORDS
A GENEROUS KILL FEE
I SAW WHAT YOU DID
ONE, 900, DR. PHONE
DARLING, DON’T GET PUSHY
. . . ENDURING RICHES
NOBODY HAD EVER LISTENED TO ME IN THAT WAY
THE ABANDONED CHILD
. . . YOU’LL NEVER WRITE A TRUE WORD AGAIN.”
The Girl in the Trees
THERE IS SUCH A WEIGHT TO WEDNESDAY . .
ABSORBED IN THE OBJECT
I SHOULD HAVE DIED YEARS AGO
The Language of Hands
WHAT’S A GHOST WITHOUT A CONFESSION?
Seeing the Voice
I’M ATTRACTED TO WOMEN WHO DIED SAD
Touched by Fire
WHERE ARE THE TAPES?
HELLO, I’M THE SEÑORA’S NUMBER-ONE FAN
A Wartime Romance
A SEMBLANCE OF DESIRE
IMAGINE, MEETING NOLAN KEEFE . .
THANK YOU, OH THANK YOU, GODS, ANGELS, PERLA
Good-bye to Pep Saval
SHOW ME ONE FALSE LINE
Enter the Prince
IL MIO TESORO
The Princely Life
YOU’RE STEPPING OVER A LINE HERE, SCRIBBLER
A Ladies’ Lunch
Nolan’s Death Impulse
THIS BOOK IS NOT ABOUT YOU, NOLAN
Nolan in Exile
CLAIRE, CLAIRE, CLAIRE
YOU TWO HAVE A THING GOING?
IF THE TRUTH BE KNOWN
Life Without Nolan
I DON’T THINK YOU WOULD BE MUCH FUN IN BED
The Passing Moment
I WAS SAVED BY HER VOICE
I’M YOUR FRIEND
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
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THE WONDER SINGER
The Cleansing
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Still, diminishing returns had set in; week by week, their ongoing conversation added up to less and less. Lockwood could handle being the Señora’s hired scribbler, “Marcos Loco”: also tapeworm, father confessor, unpaid shrink, reliable yes-man, royal hack, and bad-dream exterminator. She was, after all, a client; he’d had worse, and none of them famous.
At forty, Mark Lockwood felt on the verge of his first big book. Only modestly successful in his home-based business—Mark My Words, Inc., freelance writing of just about anything—he’d been promised a big share of the advance and a cut of the book-club deal, foreign rights, perhaps a miniseries. With his anticipated success, he had also become prone to moments of unexpected anxiety. Along with the disturbing evidence of his braking metabolism—softening flesh, thinning hair, dying brain cells—had come a heightened awareness that his recent good fortune could unravel in an eyeblink.
