Synopsis For A New Novel (and motion picture)
By Greg McGee
Anybody who tells you that they have no regrets is a liar or a fool.
We’ve all got those moments or those decisions in our past that we’d just love to go back and do over. Too bad it’s impossible. There is no such thing as a time machine. Can’t be done. Forgettabboutit!
That said, going back and changing what I most regret about my life is precisely what I’m doing in this novel.
Don’t get me wrong. This isn’t a science fiction piece, or a religious miracle.
It’s just my imagination. Yeah. Running away with me.
And nothing, I assure you, has more power in this universe than the imagination.
You see, when I was 17 years old, I was the best singer the little town of Port Lavaca, TX had ever encountered. The mellifluous baritone voice that flowed from my mouth, like warm honey butter, was, yes, coming this skinny little kid with the second worst case of acne in school.
Startling. Scary, even.
My Mother used to dream of the day that I’d have my own church choir and sing to Billy Graham revivals that filled stadiums. It would make my Dad, the preacher, so, so, so, whoa… whoa.
Stop right there.
You see, I hated church music. The whole religion thing, as presented to me and my childish, rebellious mind, was an anathema. I couldn’t wait to get shy of the forced subordination to this patently absurd set up, full of smiling lies and deceit.
So, to avoid what I feared would be lifelong bondage to church music, I turned DOWN the full ride scholarship to Baylor University. (Baptists! Ugh.)
I literally ran from music of all kinds as hard as I could.
This is where my story diverges into what you might call a parallel universe, where I actually took the scholarship and went on to become the massive super star that invented the term “crossover” by simultaneously topping country, pop, rock and R&B charts, won 96 Grammy’s and became a household word even more recognizable than Elvis Presley, John, Paul, George and Ringo.
The novel includes a companion vinyl album with cover art designed by Peter Max, (of course) and a 12-song selection of the best hits of my illustrious career. The movie (in pre-production) includes duets with some of my best friends over the years, such as Bob Dylan, Eric Clapton, Billy Joel, Willie Nelson, Paul McCartney, and George Jones (if I manage to dig him up prior to publication.)
All of this is revealed to the reader as my eldest of 3 children, Duke, is going through leftovers after the funeral, still in shock due to my tragic death from liver disease (a life of bacchanal bliss!)
“Dad. You son of a bitch. Why’d you have to die so young?” My son cries tears of joy, watching his lovely wife and children play on the lawns of an expansive, oceanside Malibu estate.
He left the world so much beautiful music. He’ll live forever.
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