From the Greenroom: Advice for Lupica
Mike Lupica is here in the greenroom with us. We love him. One of the all-time great guys. He’s funny, engaging, and lots of fun. He always comes ready to play.
He also happens to be the James Brown of the Literary World: the hardest working man in publishing. He is here today to promote his SEVENTH sports novel for young adults, The Batboy, following Travel Team, The Big Field, The Million Dollar Throw, Heat, Summer Ball, and Miracle on 49th Street.
These are in addition to the seven or more titles in his Comeback Kids series. And the more than 15 other books he’s written since the eighties. Allow me to speak for those of us who are huge fans of his work.
Stop writing. Enough already.
Shakespeare wasn’t this prolific. You’ve already proven yourself, Mikey, there is no longer a need to write any more. Ever again. Don’t get me wrong, it’s a wonderful thing to have authored so many inspirational novels of young people surmounting impossible odds to overcome adversity on baseball diamonds, football fields and basketball courts.
But we’re sick of them now. How many times can you restate those positive, uplifting messages, "believe in yourself," and "never give up?" We get it.
Promoting literacy in children and young adults is a beautiful thing. But I miss the "grownup" novels you used to write. The Peter Finley books, about the painfully attractive, cable TV news reporter and would be gumshoe. Those were great. Dead Air, Extra Credits, Limited Partner, and Greenwich Killing Time.
Sorry, that last one was a Kinky Friedman novel, featuring the painfully attractive, singer-songwriter and would-be gumshoe.
A totally different thing altogether.
But, you could learn something from Kinky (besides the marketability of novels featuring people from different walks of life who fancy themselves as "would-be gumshoes"). The Kinkster doesn’t write for children. Perhaps it’s because of the adage, "write what you know." Lupica’s been a provocative sports commentator and columnist for years, which is why his books for young adults are all about sports.
So it probably wouldn’t work to have a pre-pubescent, country singing, cigar smoking sociopath…and would-be gumshoe.