Actor Jamie Cromwell
Self-employment is fraught with uncertainty. We knew this when we quit our jobs in 1983 – Rob in journalism, Trish in teaching. But we knew that we didn’t want to spend our lives working at jobs that we disliked and we were willing to take that Castaneda leap into the unknown.
We kept following the synchronicities and they led to some and they led to some pretty strange places. One of those places was the world of ghostwriting.
Through a contact in Iowa – Ed Gorman, one of the most generous human beings we’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting – we hooked up with a a book packager. A book packager is someone who brings together a person with an idea – often a celebrity – and a ghostwriter.
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It was the 1990s, our careers were in flux. We had left one agent, were in search of another, and were working with a book packager in the hopes of generating income.
Many book packagers generates idea that might interest publishers. These ideas often involve bringing a celebrity and a writer together to produce a book that a publisher buys, with the celebrity’s name on the cover. And this was how Jamie Cromwell entered our lives.
It was 1996, Babe the Pig had been nominated for an Oscar and Cromwell was a hot commodity. So one day we got a call from the book packager. “Hey, you guys interested in doing a UFO book with Jamie Cromwell?”
Well, hey, are you kidding? We had just gone to see Babe the Pig with Megan and loved it. “He’s interested in UFOs?” we asked.
“Yeah, he goes out into the desert with Stephen Greer and looks for these suckers.”
So one thing led to another and one Saturday morning, the phone rings. It’s Cromwell. His voice is soft, measured, just as it was in the movie. We spend an hour tossing around various ideas, all related to UFOs, abductions, the whole nine yards. He likes us, we like him, and he says he’s going to book a flight to Boynton Beach, where we’re living at the time, so we can brainstorm about the book. And a few weeks later, he arrives, a man so tall that he has to duck to get through our doorways. He must be six foot seven, maybe taller.
We’ve got a vegan lunch ready, and sit around our family room table while Megan is at school, and talk. Really talk. If you’re the kind of person for whom ideas hold promise and intriguing speculation, then this is the table where you should have been sitting that day. Jamie’s mind was labyrinthine, beautiful in its extremes, and we actually found commonalities in our mutual questions about the true nature of reality.
Jamie, like us, was fascinated about what UFOs are, what the abduction experience might actually mean, and what its ramifications might ultimately be. He related his experiences on a desert sojourn with Steven Greer; we related our experiences in the 1980s with Betty Hill.The conversation went on from there.
That night, the four of us went to a local Olive Garden for dinner, Megan, who was maybe eight at the time, questioned Jamie about the acting world, movies. At one point, our waiter came over and started talking to Jamie about the movie business. Jamie was gracious and kind, answering the young man’s questions the way only a pro could.
The next day, we sat around the computer, hammering together ideas for the book. By the time Jamie left, we felt we had a solid idea, a solid proposal. We wrote it up, sent it to the book packager.In the meantime, we started working on the book and sent Jamie the first 100 pages or so. The packager sold the idea to Ace books and before the ink was dry on the contracts, Jamie called.
Jamie: “I read the pages. I really dislike the way this sex scene is written. This isn’t how I make love to my wife.”
Trish: “Then you write the scene.”
Jamie: “I think I should come back down there and sit next to you while you write and correct it as you go along.”
Trish: “We don’t work like that, Jamie. You’d better write the book yourself.”
Jamie: “I think my wife and I are going to take a shot at writing the book.”
And that, as they say, was that.
As far as we know, the book was never written. We’ve followed Jamie’s career over the years and are grateful that from him we learned to never start ghostwriting the book until the contract has been signed.