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I would write a book about....oh, say an entertainer. No, bigger..say, ...the BIGGEST entertainer of the century.
I'd make him the richest entertainer there ever was. He could buy up the world if he wanted. Anywhere in the world he visited, women would throw themselves in front of him. But, I'd make him very eccentric person privately, almost wacko. But everyone would love him, and he'd be one of the most, if not THE most talented vocalist/dancer/entertainer, hit after hit after hit.
Anyway, then, I'd have his eccentricities consume him in later life. His private life would be full of accusations, money grabbers, schemers, law suits, backstabbing friends, extravagent spending sprees and outlandish mansions...life in the fast lane.
I'd have this character lose all his money by the time middle age rolled around...a seemingly impossible scenario. From the extreme high, to the extreme low, forcing himself into an almost protected, isolated existence. Hiding from the public and disguising himself when he went out.
But THEN!...I'd have this character regroup...and schedule a long anticipated comback of the ages. His BIGGEST concert tour EVER! 50 sites around the world...London, Tokyo, Paris, New York, LA....this would be his finest hour.
Of course, due to the financial hardships, his attorney would draft up contracts with the 50 sites, to support the tour, this entertainer, the biggest entertainer of our time...would be paid by each site in ADVANCE of the tour. MILLIONS upon millions would once again come pouring into his bank account.
And just days before he was to start his tour....he'd suffer a life ending injury, or heart attack or something. The cause of death would be controversial, but in the end, ruled to be a common occurance after weeks of speculation.
However, THIS entertainer would get the last laugh. While everyone was focused on his passing, and after the furor has ebbed away with the passing weeks....MY entertainer, my STILL ALIVE entertainer, would slip away, undetected, and take his millions to quitely live his remaining days on a private island somewhere off in a remote part of the world. No more controversy, no more papparazzi, ....life....a peaceful life with everything he always wanted.
That's how I would write my book anyway.
I'd make him the richest entertainer there ever was. He could buy up the world if he wanted. Anywhere in the world he visited, women would throw themselves in front of him. But, I'd make him very eccentric person privately, almost wacko. But everyone would love him, and he'd be one of the most, if not THE most talented vocalist/dancer/entertainer, hit after hit after hit.
Anyway, then, I'd have his eccentricities consume him in later life. His private life would be full of accusations, money grabbers, schemers, law suits, backstabbing friends, extravagent spending sprees and outlandish mansions...life in the fast lane.
I'd have this character lose all his money by the time middle age rolled around...a seemingly impossible scenario. From the extreme high, to the extreme low, forcing himself into an almost protected, isolated existence. Hiding from the public and disguising himself when he went out.
But THEN!...I'd have this character regroup...and schedule a long anticipated comback of the ages. His BIGGEST concert tour EVER! 50 sites around the world...London, Tokyo, Paris, New York, LA....this would be his finest hour.
Of course, due to the financial hardships, his attorney would draft up contracts with the 50 sites, to support the tour, this entertainer, the biggest entertainer of our time...would be paid by each site in ADVANCE of the tour. MILLIONS upon millions would once again come pouring into his bank account.
And just days before he was to start his tour....he'd suffer a life ending injury, or heart attack or something. The cause of death would be controversial, but in the end, ruled to be a common occurance after weeks of speculation.
However, THIS entertainer would get the last laugh. While everyone was focused on his passing, and after the furor has ebbed away with the passing weeks....MY entertainer, my STILL ALIVE entertainer, would slip away, undetected, and take his millions to quitely live his remaining days on a private island somewhere off in a remote part of the world. No more controversy, no more papparazzi, ....life....a peaceful life with everything he always wanted.
That's how I would write my book anyway.
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