My agent is negotiating another film option for The Good Fairies of New York. This will be the third time the book's been optioned. Neither of the previous two options came to anything. In fact, the last producer reneged on a payment, plunging me into financial crisis.
But who knows? Perhaps the thistle fairies Heather and Morag will make it onto the screen this time, thus enabling me to move to Hollywood and lounge around a swimming pool, surrounded by glamorous young starlets. I remain optimistic.