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March 28, 2011
How Would You Kill Your Boss?
Ever fantasize about killing your boss or your ex-boss? C'mon, who hasn't? Wanna be part of an upcoming Mark Yoshimoto Nemcoff book in the vein of the bestselling "Where's My F*cking Latte?" We're looking for stories! SUBMISSIONS WANTED!
Check out the Wordsushi page for HOW I WOULD KILL MY BOSS for details.
March 22, 2011
Big Update – What all is going on with my projects
Those of you who read this blog or my Facebook page have probably heard me talk about some of this stuff but RapidEye reminded me there's a bunch of folks out there who depend upon the audio stuff to catch up on what's going on so thanks to his girlish nagging, I finally got myself behind a microphone to record an update of what's happening along with some news on my new agent, my current and future book plans and of course, the Rev. MYN makes a quick stop by to offer some motivational tips to get your ass in gear.
LISTEN TO THIS PODCAST EPISODE NOW!
MYN eBOOKS NOW OUT FOR THE KINDLE!
Where's My F*cking Latte? (and Other Stories About Being an Assistant in Hollywood)
March 21, 2011
The Doomsday Club – a novel by Mark Yoshimoto Nemcoff – Available for the Kindle
The MYN back catalog ebook publishing onslaught continues! This week it's The Doomsday Club
, my gripping page-turner about four friends who inadvertently kill someone then when they invent a phony terrorist group to cover it up, everything quickly spirals way out of control. This is a lighting-fast read that you won't be able to put down and is truly an MYN signature work. This book was originally published in print under the pseudonym "Alex Damien" (It's a long story, some of which is detailed in TDC's new Foreword). And what makes this version extra special is that it includes the original much darker ending which I think is much more satisfying than the ending that made it to print.
AMAZON PRODUCT DESCRIPTION
Scott Lorlon is in a wicked funk. He can't eat, can't sleep, won't go to his classes and has made the awful mistake of cutting his own hair. His fall through the fragile floor of despair comes after his longtime girlfriend has kicked him to the curb without so much as a warning. This darkly comic thriller takes root as Scott's roommate, Hale, and two other buddies try to cheer him up. But for them, it's a loaded bong where all of their real trouble begins. Busted by a vicious resident assistant, heated words get exchanged and when the R.A. attacks them, Scott unintentionally kills him. The boys panic and hatch a crazy scheme to get rid of the body, a plan ending with a deadly fireball that only succeeds in getting them deeper over their heads in crisis.
PRAISE FOR MARK YOSHIMOTO NEMCOFF:
"Imagine Howard Stern dropping acid with Trey Parker and Jon Stewart while driving around downtown L.A. and you're nearly there." – PLAYBOY MAGAZINE
PRAISE FOR THE DOOMSDAY CLUB:
"Reads like a bullet train. I couldn't put it down!" –BERT LOVITT, screenwriter, director (PRINCE JACK)
March 18, 2011
Bestselling Author Mark Yoshimoto Nemcoff
It's funny, Where's My F*cking Latte? (and Other Stories About Being an Assistant in Hollywood)
has been on one or more of the Amazon bestselling sub-category lists pretty much ever since it came out in print. The Kindle version has been on it since its debut as well. We're talking about 4 YEARS. Thing is, I've been so busy that I never really kept track of it or even thought much about it. But lately, pretty much since the new Kindles came out late last year, I've been seeing a big uptick in my Kindle sales (which is why you're seeing my back catalog coming out in ebook form finally) so I finally have been paying attention to what WMFL has been doing lately.
Now I know this Amazon sub-list is not the NYT list or anything close but as I was reminded by some folks, it is a bestseller list nonetheless and I think the longevity of WMFL on that list counts for something.
March 12, 2011
Driving PCH
So there I was behind the wheel driving on Pacific Coast HIghway reflecting on how it was indeed a pretty epic week. A reality pilot and a new agent!
Two awesome days of shooting this reality TV pilot I co-created went really well. The subject matter was fantastic and everything went so smoothly–and nothing like this ever goes smoothy. But the tireless efforts of a very seasoned reality TV crew and the people we were filming really made it all go like clockwork. In reality TV, as I'm learning, the key ingredients for success are heart and tone–which are very hard to fake but in this case we didn't have to. Now the close to 9 hours of footage we shot go to the editing team and then it goes out to networks to see if we get any takers. It's impossible to sum up how excited I am about this project in just a few sentences but I am incredibly stoked to see where this all leads to.
But this wasn't all that happened. Thursday, we were finishing the very last interview of the shoot, I got an email. A Voice Over agent had just heard my demo and wanted me to call her on Friday. When an agent says that, chances are good they are interested in working with you. Luckily, I was so exhausted from the shoot or else it would have been a sleepless night. I called… and got voice mail. Arrgh. I left a message and let the agonizing wait begin.
I didn't have to wait long. She called back, asked about my voice experience and I told her about the years of podcasting I'd done, the radio stuff, etc… she offered me representation on the spot. I could barely believe it. A dream of mine had been realized. I had just landed a VO agent.
It gets better… after I got off the phone with her I sent her my headshots and a link to my TV Hosting Reel… five minutes later I got a reply that they were offering to rep me for on screen as well. Theatrical, commercial, etc… A lot of people I know have separate agents for everything, one for commercial work, one for theatrical. Here I was, a guy who is completely self-taught, getting one agency for everything.
But there was little time to jump up and down. I looked at my watch and had to jump in the car for a studio meeting on another project. I can't divulge details but I think it was a pretty good meeting.
So coming back from Santa Monica, I decided I'd take Pacific Coast Highway instead of the freeway–the same drive I used to do on my commute home 6 years ago. The one where I invented a little podcast that changed my entire life and I was just overwhelmed with this feeling of being back at the spot where it all began for me in a lot of ways in the same 3-series studio. If it hadn't been for PCH, I may not have done all the things that came after. PCH was the launch pad for this massive second act in my career and my life.
And I have to tell you that it felt pretty fucking good.
