Welcome to guest author and fellow debut novelist, Jessica Brody.
Jessica’s novel, THE FIDELITY FILES, about a woman hired to test men’s fidelity, was just released last week from St. Martin’s Press. She lives in Los Angeles, CA where she is currently working on a sequel to the book (due out next summer) and a debut young adult title which will be released in spring of 2010 from FSG. Please visit her on her website at: www.thefidelityfiles.com
The purse of a “Fidelity Inspector” is far more interesting than that of an author.
I can tell you right now that the items in my purse are not of any great interest. And because my purse tends to be (as my boyfriend has endearingly termed it), “a giant black hole,” I doubt there would be enough room on this blog to list out all of its contents. Not to mention, you’d probably fall asleep reading it, and just my luck, you’d be at work while this happens, get caught by your boss drooling on your keyboard and possibly even fired. And I’m just not sure I can handle that kind of responsibility. So I’d much rather talk about what Jennifer Hunter (the main character of my debut novel THE FIDELITY FILES) has in one of her many designer bags. Because I’m much more confident that these items will not lead to narcolepsy and subsequent employment termination.
At any given moment, inside Jennifer Hunter’s purse, there are two cell phones. Yes, two. One for each life that she leads. Jennifer (code name, “Ashlyn”) works as an undercover fidelity inspector, hired to test men’s loyalty. Not unlike a modern-day, female “superhero,” she’s on a quest to rid the world of infidelity, one cheater at a time.
Except no one in Jennifer’s life knows what she really does for a living. Her friends and family all think she works at an investment bank.
One of her cell phones is linked to her personal line, dialed mostly by her mother and her three best friends. But the other cell phone is linked to her business line, dialed only by the suspicious wives and girlfriends who call to request her services. The phone number is unlisted, unadvertised and blocked from all call IDs. The only way to get access to it is to be referred by a former client.
Another item that can always be found in Jennifer Hunter’s purse is one of her signature “fidelity inspection” cards that she leaves behind after a subject has “failed” her “intention to cheat” test. [See attached photo]. On one side of the glossy black business card is a scarlet letter “A” (yes, a nod to Nathaniel Hawthorne). On the other side, a simple toll-free phone number is printed. After “Ashlyn” has disappeared into the night, the recipient of the card must call the phone number on the back to find out what happened.
You can try it out yourself by dialing: 866-348-0430. Really…try it.
And after all that, if you’re still wondering what’s in my purse, I suppose I’ll indulge you a little. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Current* contents of my non-designer, non-interesting purse:
– My wallet that is in desperate need of replacement. You know it’s a bad sign when the seams are starting to split due to the number of frequent flyer/shopper/diner/smoothie-drinker/cupcake-eater cards you insist on carrying around with you at all times. Just in case you manage to fill up the 12 additional dozen cupcakes required to earn a free one before the cupcake fad wears out and the place goes out of business.
– A book of matches that someone gave me as a gift (hey…I didn’t say it was a good gift.)
– A really awesome book from a new South African writer that I’ve been asked to blurb on. I’ve only recently started to use the word “blurb” as a verb. I think it’s a publishing thing.
– My “can’t live without” Burt’s Beeswax chapstick…excuse me, lip balm, if you want to get technical about it and avoid paying name brand licensing fees to the makers of chapstick.
– A “claw” shaped hair clip that I use in case of hair-related emergencies…But I must admit, this is a rare find as it seems I’m always searching for one of these around the house. No matter how many I buy, they always manage to disappear. I swear there’s a really sneaky thief wandering around Los Angeles with 50 hair clips clawed to various items of clothing.
– My wired “hands-free” headset for my cell phone, thanks to L.A.’s new cell phone driving law in effect July 1, 2008.
– A stack of “fidelity inspection” cards. Exact replicas of the one “Ashlyn” has in her purse in the book. I like to leave them behind at various locations around the city (airplanes, restaurants, park benches). It’s supposed to act as a teaser for the book. You can order your own free (signed!) one on my website at: www.thefidelityfiles.com. They make great bookmarks!
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