This week, Studio Reader Stan's peaceful tranquility is interrupted by Marvin.
Studio Reader Stan is in the coffee shop when Marvin comes in.
Marvin: Hey Studio Reader Stan, I had a great part on TV last night.
Studio Reader Stan: You’re an actor now?
Marvin: You got it, dude. Watch out world.
Studio Reader Stan: Even more disconcerting, someone actually put you on TV?
Marvin: Yeah, I don’t know what I was thinking trying to become a writer and a producer.
Studio Reader Stan: Yeah, I don’t know what you were thinking either.
Marvin: Thanks. Anyway, back to my starring role. I was hanging with Rome Marriott at a club, and when we left, all these cameras came at us.
Studio Reader Stan: Your TV acting debut was paparazzi video cameras?
Marvin: No, they were American.
Studio Reader Stan: Of course. What was I thinking.
Marvin: Anyway, I just started yelling all this horribly crude stuff about one of the celebrities that Rome’s feuding with this week. And the cameras ate it up. Everyone was laughing. I’m famous now.
Studio Reader Stan: I think you mean infamous.
Marvin: No, we were outside.
Studio Reader Stan: No, infamous. It’s being known, but not in a good way.
Marvin: How could it not be in a good way?
Studio Reader Stan: Because you made a complete ass of yourself, and everyone, except for Rome and a few of her pathetic friends, is laughing at you, not with you.
Marvin: That’s not a problem. I’ll just hire a publicist. Now where do you want me to sign my autograph?
Deputy Dave Jenkins sets out to find the murderer of the local high school principal, aided by a voice from the grave that is sometimes helpful and sometimes misleading.
"Murder isn't usually this funny."
Amazon reviewer
