We Are All K.C. Hall

by Cameron McVey

Genres: General Fiction

Synopsis

K.C. (not her birth name) had a crappy childhood.

Her father died in a convenience store robbery a few years ago.

Now she's about to become a big time movie star.

Fingers crossed.

But first, she'll have to deal with her estranged mother who just wrote a book.

Join her as she avoids the paparazzi, makes peace with her past, makes some new friends and maybe, just maybe gets the big break she needs.

Release date: March 19, 2022

Publisher: Whirled Rainbow Productions

Print pages: 329

Sample

1.

I’m between projects right now which usually means I get myself in trouble. TMZ and those other outlets love taking compromising pictures of me. To be fair, I used to pay them to do that. Now other people pay them. Then sometimes I just do stupid shit and they’re around. The paparazzi. They are always around. They’re like the Illuminati. I know about the Illuminati because of my first big movie. Well, not big big but bigger than the pretentious indie, emo stuff that I cut my teeth on. Cut my teeth. That’s a funny phrase. I need to remember that one. Yeah, “The Illuminati Take a Vacation.” It was - and I quote - “a surprisingly fresh twist on the romcom.” I played  Forever Girl and my co-star played Always Boy. We were the eternal, unending embodiments of female and male, yin and yang. And, after having overseen the ebb and flow of these mysterious, creative energies for all eternity, we needed a break. 

So we zapped ourselves down into two human bodies - I was the cute girl, he was the rockstar boy - and hilarity ensued. It’s one thing after all to guide the mysterious forces of the universe from a lofty, aloof perch and it’s another thing entirely to ask someone out on a date after a hard day of waitressing. Then because of course about half way through we did like a Freaky Friday thing where we switched bodies and I was the boy and he was the girl and so on. More hilarity. Always more hilarity. Oh, right. The Illuminati. We were Illuminati. That was the point of it all. Forever Girl and Always Boy were members of the Illuminati and when we shirked our duties and became human everything started going crazy around the world. Without us properly balancing female and male energies things went wacky. Slapstick wacky. There was a quick, funny scene in which a man fell in love with his penis and took it out on a date. The same happened with a woman and her breasts but the scene with the man was funnier because, well, penis on a date. 

[Bzzzttt, bzzzttt, bzzzttt - hold on, that’s my agent]

Okay, I’m back. I have to go. My agent wants me to go to a spa in Arizona for a couple of weeks to “really get ready.” He says he’s got a great fill-in project. By that he means it will fill-in the empty gap in my schedule. When I signed up with him several years back he made a promise that I would never have a gap longer than a month - if I wanted it that way. I said fuck yeah. I’m young. I can work all day, everyday, bring it. So he did and he has and this would have been the longest gap - three months - I’ve had in three years, no, four years, no, not quite four years, close to four years and he desperately wants to fill it. Ha. Fill the gap. Whatever. Moving on.

 When the first thing he had in place - hosting a game show for Bravo - fell through - apparently one of the producers was a pig, no, was found in bed with a pig, yes, that was it, and, also, ewwwww - I told him that maybe you know three months off wouldn’t be a bad thing. He nearly dropped his phone and he never drops his phone. He said he would take that under consideration but if some great job came up he would let me know. That’s what he just did. He let me know. His name is Maurice Flanker. He was a friend of my dad’s when my dad was in the Army. I call him Mo because that’s what my dad called him. Everyone else calls him Mr. Flanker. 

This is K.C. Hall, by the way.