Fidelity Files (48 page)

Last night while I was watching the Academy Awards and listening to all the Gucci- and Versace-clad winners thank their moms, dads, spouses, agents, makeup artists, and one-eyed cats, I was suddenly reminded (because of all the gratitude expressed, not because I also have a one-eyed cat) that I hadn't yet written the acknowledgments page for
The Fidelity Files
.

And yes, writing a novel is not exactly the same thing as winning an Academy Award. For one, I don't own a dress that wasn't made by H&M. And Ryan Seacrest has yet to show any interest in interviewing me. But as you'll see from the next few pages, there are still just as many people to thank. The only difference is I get to do it in my pajamas without the threat of the annoying music that plays when my time is up. Of course, you can always just close the book to shut me up, but that's a risk I'm willing to take. And since this is my first book, I pretty much have to thank everyone I know, because, honestly, there's a good chance that the people I leave out this time won't go out and buy the second book.

So this is the moment when those of you who don't know me and, frankly, don't care who I express my gratitude to can respectfully bow out, turn the page, and continue on with your lives.

First and foremost, I want to thank Laura and Michael Brody. My inspirations, my living heroes, my biggest supporters...oh, and they're also my parents. Without whom I wouldn't be here today... literally.

Thank you, Mom, for raising me with that "Free to Be You and Me" mentality and for letting me pour the milk into my cereal
all by myself
. I think we both know that little ounce of freedom is eventually what gave me the courage to become a writer.

And thank you, Dad, for bestowing upon me the "writer's bug" and for being my very first editor, for reading and rereading every single three-hundred-page draft (and we both know there were quite a few). I know how tired of this story you must be by now, and for that reason, I'm not going to let you read this page until the book comes out. How excited you'll be to have something new to read! The only downside is I won't be able to incorporate any of your one-liners.

Thanks to my very fashionable little sister, Terra, for being the official "fashion consultant" for the book. My main character's image would have suffered tremendously had you not stepped in and rescued it with your designer know-how.

Thank you to Charlie, my amazing boyfriend/domestic partner/best friend/soul mate. I am the balloon and you are the rock that I'm tied to. And I love you for that...more than you know.

To Walter Brody, for passing on your talented genes and for being the first person worthy of the title "the smartest man in the world." And to Roslyn Brody: I wish you were here to see me get published. But I already know exactly what you'd say: "Oy veh, I hope they're paying you good money!" Don't worry, Grandma, I paid off all my debt (almost).

To Steve and Cathy Brody for allowing me to follow in your published footsteps.

Thank you to my brilliant and supportive agent, Beth Fisher at Levine Greenberg, for believing in this concept from so early on and for being so patient with my endless influx of questions about the publishing process. And to Monika Verma, Stephanie Kip Rostan, and everyone who sits in those mysterious editorial meetings of yours.

Thank you to my wonderfully talented editors, Jennifer Weis and Hilary Rubin, for understanding Jennifer/Ashlyn's plight and for helping me make her story as strong as it could be. And thank you, Hilary, for saving this book with the perfect title!

To Anne Marie Tallberg, Ellis Trevor, John Karl, and all the marketing and publicity staff at St. Martin's for listening to all my ideas and not laughing at any of them (at least not to my face). Thanks to my elusive copy editor (you know who you are, even if I don't), who made me aware of my over-hyphenating-problem. Don't-worry-I-am-seeking-help. And to all the other amazing people at St. Martin's who helped take what used to be a four-hundred-page Word document and turn it into something you can actually pick up off the shelf.

Jerry Brunskill, you believed in this concept from the moment it came out of my mouth, and I am forever indebted to you for your support and encouragement. Thanks for your hours upon hours of work on the trailer. I owe you a really big and complicated spreadsheet! God loves spreadsheets.

Thanks to Megan Beatie, Kathleen Carter, and everyone at Goldberg McDuffie for all of your brilliant ideas, enthusiasm, and publicity know-how.

To all of my wonderful friends: Ella, for reading everything I ever wrote... and inspiring Zoë's road rage. Brad Gottfred, for being my producing soul mate. Katherine Carlson, my spiritual mentor and "Secret" adviser. Leslie, my "oldest" friend and the chick-lit queen! Shalini, for inspiring "Island Therapy" (even though it never made it into the final draft, I still think we're pretty hilarious). Allison, Kristin, and Alicia for being my very first target-demographic audience. Tina, for being my "marketing manager." Holly, for being the Internet "face" of Ashyln. Lindsay Wray, for giving voice to the hotline. Hilary and Jen, my New York and L.A. Bells. Megan, my fellow "Girl at Play." Angie, for your genuine excitement about everything I do. And Blair, for never getting annoyed by my continual annoyance and for being my inspiration for inner peace .... and a 99.99 percent alkaline diet.

Thanks to George, Vicki, and Jennifer, my Texas family. And Bob and Kitty for proving that target demographics were made to be broken.

To Sylvia Peck, my very first agent. Juliet will always be yours.

Brian Braff, thanks for the beautiful author photo and for keeping me humble with your transcriptions.

Thanks to all the talented actors who graced the scenes of the trailer with your beautiful faces (and feet): Deprise Brescia, Holly Karrol Clark, Katharine Horsman, Katie Hein, Chad Chiniquy, Elizabeth Weisbaum, Jeremy Pack, Kip Tribble, Sherry Zerwin, Keith Burke, Jason Rosell, Tye Nelson, Amy Warren, Lois Larimore, Nicholas Hosking, Rick Lundgren, Fabienne Mauer, and Cameron Daddo. And all the crew who dedicated their time and creativity to producing it: Ryan Rees (sound) Adam O'Connor (cinematography), Karen Stein (makeup), Chahn Chung (graphic design).

And last but not least, thanks to you, the person holding this book. I am so incredibly grateful. A writer without a reader is just a crazy person with a pen. And if you lasted through this entire acknowledgments section, you definitely deserve to be thanked.

Turn the page for an exclusive interview
with Jessica Brody...

Before I became a full-time writer, I worked in a very corporate environment. And like all corporate jobs, there were a certain number of 'alcohol-related' events that I was expected to attend. I would often find myself at work 'happy hour' functions in nearby bars, observing the interactions between single and non-single co-workers as their behaviours gradually declined from professional to something else entirely. Something hardly capable of being described as 'appropriate'.

Some of the disturbing things that I witnessed as I watched alcohol cloud people's judgment and the bar environment offset any trained workplace behaviour upset me on a profound level. I felt incredible discomfort in some of the things that I observed and above all else, it instilled a level of doubt and distrust in me that I never knew I had. I secretly wished that someone would tell the 'conveniently' absent significant others about what their husbands/wives/boyfriends/girlfriends/ fiancés really did while attending these 'obligatory' and supposedly 'uneventful' work functions. But I certainly wasn't going to be the one to do it. I was brave enough to think it...but not exactly brave enough to go knocking on people's doors with bad news. You know what people tend to do to 'the messenger'.

So instead I created a character whose job and purpose in life was to do just that. To reveal the truth to anyone who wanted to know. To knock on all the doors that I never had the courage to knock on. An invincible superhero-esque woman whose quest is to fight against the evils of infidelity. But of course, she soon finds out she's not as invincible as she once thought.

In a sense, the Ashlyn character of the book is the mask that I always wanted to wear. She's the woman that I never had the confidence or audacity to be. A façade behind which I could hide as I watched my fantasies of exposing the truth come to life on the page. I believe we are all afraid of feeling vulnerable on some level. We all fear the painful emotions that come with betrayal. My greater purpose in writing
The Fidelity Files
was to explore these fears so that I could offer a message of faith and hope despite them. Because if someone who makes their living as a fidelity inspector can believe in love despite everything she's seen, it shouldn't be that hard for the rest of us.

This is the second most popular question people ask after I've told them what
The Fidelity Files
is about. The first most popular question is whether or not I was ever a professional 'honey trap' myself. And the answer to both is, sadly, no. I wish my life was that exciting! Although, I do admit, it sounds like a fascinating job and I would really like to meet one some day. In fact, when I first came up with the idea for the book, I didn't even know 'honey-trappers' existed in real life. I thought that I just made up the profession. And so I wrote the book from the perspective of what I believed the life of a honey trap (or 'fidelity inspector' as I called it) would be. I only recently found out that there are quite a few agencies out there that do this kind of thing for real, especially in the UK. I'm just dying for a real-life honey trap to read my book and tell me if I was anywhere near the mark, or just completely off base.

My dad. He's hilarious...well, most of the time. Sometimes he's just corny. But I definitely get most of my sense of humour from him. We can both be really cheesy at times. Sometimes we'll be having a conversation at the dinner table and we'll both come up with the same stupid joke at the same time. We crack ourselves up while the rest of the family just shake their heads in shame and continue on like nothing happened. My dad likes to add one-liner jokes to my manuscripts when he reads them. Some of them make it into the final draft, but most are still lying on the proverbial cutting room floor.

Calorie Immunity. That would definitely be my super power. The ability to eat anything I want and be completely unaffected by the calories contained within. I would never gain a pound! I have a HUGE weakness for cupcakes. I'm talking epic. I cannot pass up a cupcake to save my life. So with my calorie immunity, cupcakes would no longer pose a threat to me...or my thighs.

I'm not really sure what my superhero name would be, but with a super power like that, man, would I look good in a leotard and boots.

I've always struggled with this question because I've never really had one person in mind for the role of Jennifer/Ashlyn. She would have to be beautiful and sexy so that the men in the movie would fall for her but she would also has to come off as sympathetic and a little vulnerable so that audience would relate to her. I would love to see Eva Longoria in the role because I think she could pull it off. Also Natalie Portman, Jessica Biel, Scarlett Johansson or Keira Knightley would be great casting.

As for Jamie, Patrick Dempsey is an obvious choice for me. I think he has that distinguished mature look that's described in the book and he also comes off as very sweet and genuine. That's the kind of guy Jamie is in my head.

Well, the first one that comes to mind is Helen Fielding because of her novel,
Bridget Jones's Diary
. That book is the reason I even started writing novels in the first place. It was the first time I can ever remember laughing aloud while reading a book.

I'm also a huge fan of Sophie Kinsella. Her ability to make everyday situations funny is amazing and I aspire to entertain people the way she does.

Other favourites include Emily Giffin, Philippa Gregory, Alyson Noël, Beth Harbison, Scott Westerfeld, Dan Brown and Lisa Lutz.

All of the ones I was supposed to read in high school but just bought the
Cliff's Notes
for instead. No, just kidding. Sort of. (I really hope my tenth grade English teacher doesn't read this.)

I guess if I were to pick just one it would be
Les Miserables
by Victor Hugo, because not only is it my favourite musical of all time, but I'm also obsessed with European history and the tumultuous period after the first French revolution especially fascinates me. But I think the 1500 pages is what has kept it on my to-do list for this long.

That is an incredibly hard question because the minute I finish listing out five, I always think of one more that I forgot and then something inevitably has to get bumped off the list to accommodate it and I feel bad. As if the book's feelings will be hurt when it finds out that it didn't make my top five. But here they are, in no particular order:

The Lovely Bones
by Alice Sebold
Can You Keep a Secret?
by Sophie Kinsella
Bridget Jones' Diary
by Helen Fielding
The Other Boleyn Girl
by Philippa Gregory
The Five People You Meet in Heaven
by Mitch Albom

The short answer to that is many. I usually have a partially read book in
every room of the house...and and audio book in my car. I'm definitely a multi-tasking
reader. Here's the current selection:
I Was Told There'd Be Cake
by
Sloane Crosley (bedroom),
Cruel Summer
by Alyson Noël (living
room),
The Life of Pi
by Yann Martel (oversized purse),
The Time
Traveller's Wife
by Audrey Niffenegger (car), and
A Simple Guide to
Marketing Your Book
by Mark Ortman (office) – if you're reading
this right now, it probably means it was a good book.

I write best in the morning. Something I never thought I'd say in a million years as I've never been a morning person. I used to think that waking up before 11 was early. But in the past year or so, I've been waking up at 7:30 and on the computer by 8:00 and I've never been more productive.

I can't write in noisy places like coffee shops (I guess there goes my dream of becoming the next J.K. Rowling) so I usually write in my office at home. It's quiet and comfortable and my fish is there, right next to my desk. He likes to watch me work. I think he's my muse. Although I should probably figure out how long fish tend to live before I get too attached to that opinion.

The writing process is very random for me. It all depends on the day. Because I tend to be equally right and left brained, sometimes I feel as though the writing process is just a constant struggle (or sometimes clash) between the two brains to come up with a consistent way to write a novel. I write outlines, because my analytical side tells me it's the right thing to do, but then halfway through the story, I come to the conclusion that I only write outlines so that I'll have something to deviate from. I create complicated spreadsheets (a nod back to my days as a strategic analyst) for my storylines and page counts and pacing only to abandon them halfway through. And yet, despite this seemingly random chaos, it all feels perfectly natural to me. As if it was designed specifically for a purpose. So I suppose, my lack of a defined process is a process in itself.

As much as I'd like to come off as sophisticated and literary and list a famous book character here like Hester Prynne or Atticus Finch, I really can't pass up the opportunity for a hypothetical meeting with Samantha Jones from
Sex and the City
. It's my all-time favourite show and a conversation with Samantha would never be dull.

Jane Austen. She is the original feminist. And her stories are still alive today, two hundred years later, in both books and films. That is true staying power. I only wish she were alive to see Colin Firth play Mr. Darcy. I think she would have really enjoyed that almost as much as I did.

Before I wrote my first novel, I worked as a strategic analyst for a film studio. Which basically means I worked on spreadsheets all day. Lots and lots of spreadsheets. Pie charts were popular too. But seriously, I do actually have a very analytical side so I enjoyed analysing the movie industry and predicting how well certain titles would do.

I also waited tables all through high school and college. My parents used to own a pizza restaurant in Colorado and I worked there every summer. I even made pizzas for a little while. And yes, I was able to toss the pizzas over my head like they do in the movies. But what they don't show you in those movies is how much flour you have to wash out of your hair every night.

If I wasn't a writer, I think I'd want to be a blackjack dealer in Vegas. I love to gamble. And as the dealer, I'd get to take other people's money instead of losing my own. Either that, or I'd like to own my own cupcake shop. But without my calorie immunity super power, I don't think that would be a very good idea.

Currently, I'm working on the sequel to
The Fidelity Files
, which is still untitled. There's a lot of fun stuff in store for Jennifer in the next book. She's running an entire agency of fidelity inspectors and trying to manage her own committed relationship with Jamie at the same time. And when you're breaking up relationships by day and trying to keep one together by night, drama definitely ensues.

I've also recently sold a young adult novel called
The Karma Club
about three high school girls who decide to take Karma into their own hands by getting revenge on the ex-boyfriends who broke their hearts. But as they soon discover, when you mess with Karma...Karma messes back. That's due out in 2010 and so I'm currently working on the revisions.

And in addition to that, I also write for an internet TV show on Yahoo called
Primetime in No Time
in which we recap (or more accurately, make fun of) popular American television shows. Which really wasn't a big leap for me since I used to do that anyway in my own living room. The only difference now is that I have a slightly larger audience than just my boyfriend.

For more information about Jessica and her novels visit
www.thefidelityfiles.com