Stephanie Mastini: Ignore Odiferous Tacoma aroma

Dear Madame,
Pay no attention to the Odoriferous Tacoma aroma behind the curtain...(BAAL) ... they have been hugging too many trees and eating the mushrooms.

I am proud to have played a bit part on your lovingly scandalous site. I love penises, gossip, mayhem, critics ... and delight in your candor!

Here's wishing you an undoubtedly coveted second year ... you are a delightful mentor (:.

I am sipping that Cristal I have been saving for your firework display! You have inspired many; pissed off a few ... (ha-ha) ... and brought color into many a dull life.

Remember BAAL (big asses are losers) - it's not nice to fool with Mother (Madame) nature!!

Keep all those personas a-coming ANON!
Luv you MA x
Happy Birthday once again to you!!

Steph

Kevin Spacey's ex-sister-in-law: Part 2

Stephanie has written a further response to the Randy Fowler interview on this site - the letter is unedited:

..an epilogue..
I liken this to Anna Nicole's adamant refusal to reveal who the father of her child is...Pandora's box, you are correct! but what is in the box that needs to be competely emptied is my platform. From my view point, I get the dark feeling that the "anonymous" comments in this blog is Kevin speaking through them..literally. (I am not saying I know for sure, and I am only speculating that this is alledgingly a possibility..it is a free speech country)

Why wouldn't he want to help his brother..make a statement and be family. This quiet violent storm has been brewing for too long (even when I was Randy's wife) and all Randy wants to do is tell the truth..he has never smeared his brother's name; so why after all these years can't he admit there was a photo of Hitler on his parents mantlepiece (I saw it) for a small but significant example.(I only bring this up to support what Randy has stated before about his childhood) and Randy is certainly not twisting the truths.)

to reiterate ..the only reason Randy, wrote this book is to exorcise other vitim's demons and perhaps be a voice for halting, possibly,potential victims. Another point I would like to add is that Randy did not want to involve his ill mother, so he waited until now to come forward (he bears no blame)...I have NEVER come forth before, but now I am saying "enough"..I too, am a victim of family abuse and it is a long road..

If Kevin acknowlged that his brother is on a positive crusade wouldn't his presence of support help all the female,children and yes, male victims be saved from the emotional and physical distress this disease ignites..Kevin's support(voice)could save so many. Kevin invoves himself in so many other charities, so why not stand up and support this cause that he knows first hand? I truly hope a positive connection will assimilate soon.
stephanie

Randy Fowler - 'Leave my bro Kevin Spacey alone!'

Kevin Spacey's brother Randy Fowler has launched a vicious attack on Madame Arcati ...

I agreed to do an interview earlier this year with Madame Arcati hoping to set the record straight concerning my brother Kevin Spacey. It seems to have no good at all. This web site seems to be driven by rumors and half truths.

It’s also sad to see that you continue to look for ways to frame Kevin Spacey as gay, who cares? I don’t. What difference does it really make to your life? Does this make him less worthy of a little respect and privacy concerning his private life.

You people need to get a life and focus on something that’s important to this planet rather than being consumed with Kevin’s sexuality.

How would you like it if someone did a poll on all of you for being so cruel and delusional for having such empty hearts?

As one famous person once said: “He who is without sin cast the first stone” You people seem to have an entire truck load of stones just ready to dump on Kevin. STOP IT !!

What’s extremely disturbing to me is you continue to egg on Stephanie for a juicy comment from her to drive this article. Have you no decency for her or yourself? I think not.

{Dear Kevin, I’m sorry that people can’t look at you for the wonderful acting you have given us these past twenty five years. Instead they continue to feed the world large bags bull shit about you and your private life. I feel they all need many years of serious therapy. However I can relate, they have done the same thing to me over the last four years concerning my biography about the after effects of child abuse. Oh how they love to twist the truth to suit their own needs.}

I know by me posting this comment I’m inviting the mental masturbation to flow freely from the mouths of the dazed and confused. Unfortunately the comments won’t be from the better half of humanity.

Sincerely with love
Randy B. Fowler

Madame Arcati responds: Thank you for your letter Randy. No one's trying to "frame your brother as gay"; anything that I report is from people who have worked very closely with him - but his homosexuality is essentially unimportant. What is interesting - and you yourself highlighted this point in your interview with me - is that he has lied about his family and even now puts up smokescreens. You yourself told me that Kevin has borrowed events from your own life and presented them as his own. I quite admire Spacey's fans for their resilient defence of their idol and delight in playing my part in sharpening their wits.

To read Randy's letter on Kevin's bio-theft, click here

Randy Fowler's interview with Madame Arcati, click here

Kevin Spacey - back in the movies!

In a predictable volte face, Kevin Spacey has now decided that movies are still important to him and he will return as Lex Luthor in Superman: Man Of Steel, as foreseen by your reliable media clairvoyante only a few weeks ago. Feel free to send me your pathetic attempts at apology.

Remember how I laughed at Spacey's claim a few weeks ago that he'd be shifting his focus on theatre production, away from movies - "I don't care about my personal acting career any more. I'm done with it" - that's what he actually said in an interview with ITV's London Tonight. Subsequently The Times reported that the actor had used the word "retirement" (from film acting) in the interview - this he denies in a phone chat with Daily Variety - "Theater is the No 1 thing in my life. But I love movies and will continue to make movies when I can," he says now. It's a more sensible mantra.

But my God! You mean to say one of the most prestigious of the dead tree media, in the world, made up a quote? Oh my! I never thought I'd see the day. I think The Times should consider suing him for libel. I'm sure he'll have more sense than bother the Press Complaints Commission - an organisation of toothless, methane emitters, lunchers extraordinaire and corrupt scrotes, full of anecdotes shared with the drunk fantasists who edit our nation's dead tree sheets.

More troubling is the news that Spacey is appearing in Nick Moran's Telstar, all about '60s record mogul Joe Meek. Is that the song of a turkey farm ringing in my ears? The last time Moran had the misfortune of encountering Arcati (in Cannes) I nearly destroyed his career and certainly earned him the eternal enmity of Vinnie Jones - one of my finer minor moments. I won't go into the details now.

Meanwhile, Spacey is so up his movie career, he's got two other films coming out in the next few months - Fred Claus (more turkey song) and Robert Luketic's 21, in which he plays an MIT professor who teaches his students to count cards. Never mind, Superman will keep the popcorn hot.

His Lex Luthor brings out the inner camp that resides with him, as Stanislavsky might say.

Kevin Spacey meets a very important person

Kevin Spacey finds time for a three hour meeting/dinner with Jesus-loving Venezuelan President Hugo Chavez in the presidential palace in Caracas (yesterday), yet is elusive to his lovely brother Randy Fowler who has not even received a Christmas card from him in years. Follow the labels for the full and exclusive family story behind the man who should be called Kevin Fowler.

Spacey: 'Help Randy fight sex abuse!'

Kevin Spacey's former sister-in-law, Stephanie, has responded again to various comments - here she eloquently describes the trauma associated with sexual abuse, pertinent to Kevin's brother Randy Fowler who was raped repeatedly by his father. Both Randy and Stephanie feel that Kevin should join his name with theirs in raising awareness of sexual abuse of all forms in order to help disinhibit victims from reporting the crime to the police and authorities.

First a response to Fanny Hill..you profess that I shoudn't air my dirty laundry, yet the name Fanny Hill is synonymous with her memoirs of "pleasure"...she "aired out" more than her dirty laundry. No, this isn't a "pleasurable" subject, but someone needs to speak out. It's not going to go away...especially on the internet.

Paedophilia, rape, abuse of any kind is not an enjoyable topic to discuss but it has only been of late that women and men are getting on the bandwagon and telling their story.

Do you have any idea what a woman has to go through just to report a rape (or man, whether gay or heterosexual?}. Victims hide the truth because of fear that they might have instigated or enticed the act.. while their life is being scutinized and torn apart...they are told they shouldn't speak out because of anything in their past..what? How does that relate to the act itself?

But the laws don't protect the victims! Is it to break them down and get more white collar crimes on the court docket? SO MANY VICTIMS OF ABUSE are encouraged by the law to "let it go". Oh, you let your neighbor in didn't you? Yes, but, how could they know his intention was rape while their daughter lay sleeping in the next room? Would you scream and have your child witness possibly be involved also? But "you let him in", so it's your fault.

These stories go on everyday and destroy families. The laws should be changed. There are men out there that are abused by women and embarrassed to come forward ..YES, it is horrible and we shove it under the carpet. Sweep it all away..and you wonder why there are so many drug companies making a fortune on anti-depressants.

If I had been raped by my father [as was my ex-husband Randy Fowler], I would have been scared to death to tell anyone, because he was a well-known community man. I have seen it happen so many times. So, no, I am not going to stop. I will stop when I see some money being raised for the victims who can't afford to go to court and nail these SOB's. It all trickles down if it is not stopped or talked about..that is why we need more public awareness of this pervasive problem. Victims should not be put through more abuse because they were brave enough to come forward.

This is Randy's purpose, and since we did open up "pandora's box" than let's see how we can fill it up...my wish is an outpouring of celebrities to raise awareness and funds for programs. That is why I came "out"...

Kevin has washed his hands of this forum. I can see a world-wide awareness campaign and Kevin you CAN help your brother get the word out without revealing your personal life, if that is what you are worried about..ignorance is not bliss...Randy has not been quixotic...he IS addressing his past for practical reasons ... and maybe Kevin might not like Randy, but does he like the knowledge that Randy hid his malteatment and many suffered because of it?

By not addressing his brother for years he has been holding the key that could unlock the fear of others to speak out.

A Kevin Spacey ex-sister-in-law writes ....

Stephanie, a former sister-in-law of actor Kevin Spacey (the last ex-wife of Randy Fowler), has written to Arcati, I think in response to some reader comments on my interview with Randy. I am putting up her letter unedited:

First, Randy is a loving, giving man. His eccentricities are his emblem..he isn't perfect but he has come a long way in his painstaking journey..there is an omnificent, yet humble glow that surrounds him...That is who Randy is. Randy gives his all to anyone that he feels can benefit from his past ghosts..

Having met Kevin, I can affirm that he feels superior in many ways to his sister and brother and he shields himself so well as a character actor.. I am an artist and I too can express myself in my paintings..This is what Kevin does...Randy was my muse when we were married. He is creative, patient and kind and yes, flamboyant.that is what I love about him..now if his brother can't express any feelings towards his blood brother than I believe it is because he immerses himself in his roles, so to avoid the truth..

We all have skeletons..It is where we take them, that defines who we are..I think it was brave of Randy to reveal what I myself was privy to for many years..I feel sad that Kevin is so cold ...

I believe that Randy is equally if more talented than his brother...he is reaching out by writing this book to "victims" and hopefully preventing the unspeakable acts that were perpetuated on him..that is Randy's true purpose. I am sure of this as sure as the veracity of Randy's painstaking chronicle...walk in someone else's shoes before judging them...I have...some first hand insight from his(last)ex-wife...

Stephanie

See below for my interview with Randy Fowler and a link to his website.

Randy Fowler and Stephanie Mastini write in

Randy Fowler has written to Madame Arcati wondering why the world's best blogger wishes to punish him ...

Dear Madame Arcati,

You really think I’m under the influence of something intoxicating and trying to curry favour with my brother on having different opinions on totally unrelated topics. The real world is not so black and white as you make it out to be.

I went back and reread the interview I did earlier this year. My answers were truthful and forthright. However some of the questions proposed to me were very condescending in their nature. For example: Question 12- Tell us something about Kevin the world doesn’t know. The question itself implies the answer wants some form of dirty gossip on him. Why?

Now, even though it pains you, ya, that’s believable !! You’re going to "severely punish me for my inconstancy and insincerity on my dramatic change of tune and generously regarding my brother". Once again my attempt to bring a little light to some silly poll on Kevin’s sexuality has failed.

Do you honestly think you can hurt me after the life I’ve lived dealing with my own child abuse, Oh my, I’m shaking in my snake skin boots. What puzzles me the most is why Madame Arcati is now lashing out at me for my own opinions. Does she do this to everyone who submits articles and comments to her web site that she doesn’t agree with?

I have noticed that many of Madame Arcati’s articles don’t receive the number of posted comments as when the articles she posts have the names of Randy Fowler, Stephanie Mastini and Kevin Spacey in them are USED. Sounds like "Sauce For The Goose" to me. I never realized how famous we all are in your tiny little world of blogs. Or maybe she just can’t stand Kevin Spacey, for what ever reasons she might have, and will say anything to fuel the fires of discontent and controversy.

Should I be flattered or surprised that Madame Arcati has now decided to spend so much time, energy and effort in her campaign to destroy me? She’s going to "unleash a fury he has only heard about hitherto in Greek tragedy". Tell me what I’m suppose to apologize for? A]-Telling the truth about my relationship with my brother as it stands today? B]-Bringing to light some of my brothers less than truthful answers to his past and his claiming of events from my life for his own? Those events and memories shaped the character I have become today. They belong to me, Don’t I have the right to defend my past?

What changed my life was to face who I am and where they came from. I have to live and deal with the scars of my own child abuse everyday. Unless you’ve lived it, how can talk about it?

C]- I wonder why the world is so fixated on Kevin’s sexuality? I know that this is not the apology Madame Arcati was hoping to receive from me. I’m still trying to figure The WHY part? This quote from one of your readers says it all. "Never apologize, it's a sign of weakness. "Buddy Ackerman" (played by Kevin Spacey) in "Swimming with sharks".

"Well, there it is"

Sincerely with love

Randy Fowler

Dear Randy,

Thank you Randy. Your fate rests with my global audience (though most of them don't know how to vote, sadly - thick bitches). MA x PS Oh, and Stephanie has written to Madame Arcati's and her addicted fans, too ...

Dear Dear, Claire, JP, Non,mastini, anonymist,anons, etc., etc.

Your ignonominousness comments have hit a brick wall...we are tired of the insidious, cut and paste, mental masturbation antics...Appropriately, Madame Defarge's "off with your head" cries apply here...your blogs emulate true abuse and typical behavior of jealous, psychologically fucked human beings...I am disgusted with all of your contemptuous non-mastini's)WE ARE TIRED OF YOUR SATIRICAL MASQUERADING..take off your masks!

..your personas are burnt out..This isn't about Kevin, it's about humanity and respect for the endurance of abusive from family (ironically fathers' abuse) Shakespeare sums up the worth of your statements (devoid of emotion..)

Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more: it is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
--From Macbeth (V, v, 19)

Follow the yellow brick road and meet your maker..hopefully he will grant you the gift of a heart, but I sincerely doubt it.

Stephanie Mastini

Dear Stephanie,

Thank you darling. Do write more. I love it!

MA x

Kevin Spacey: 'His Mom said he was gay, sort of'

Kevin Spacey's former sister-in-law Stephanie Mastini has wriiten to Arcati with something more to say about her former brother-in-law ...

Mastini Art Sale

Happy belated birthday Madame, my computer is back but still not right.

I would like to comment on Kevin's statement regarding his pen-to-paper responses to ALL his mail ... that is a load of shit. He has not only not had the courtesy to reply to his brother's phone calls in the past, but he sends back every card Randy sends him. He has been doing this for years, even before Randy's literary retrospect of his life. He sends his mail back unopened ... CARDS wishing him well ... so, you may want to start bashing me but it is the truth.

As far as his sexuality: he is talented enough to have been able to create a character even in his real life. Randy and I knew he was gay over 17 years ago; his Mom is the one that told us at dinner in her round about way; we caught it. Believe me, I have nothing personal against the man. But I can't tolerate his coarse and aloof attitude to his family: I have been privy to many a phone call that Randy attempted to make to communicate with Kevin and he has never returned one, NEVER.

He may answer his fan mail but ... he prefers weiners ... you get the picture (not a homophobic remark, just facts) and put it to rest. You all read the news about his "attack" in a gay park at night ... enough said ... Kevin, I hope you didn't send Randy's creative and heartfelt card back this year ... he had it hand delivered to him Christmas time and it was "sent back" again unopened ... there is no excuse for that behavior.

Get off the stage Kevin, for a brief moment to acknowledge you are hurting your brother ... but I guess you don't care ... you are too busy answering your "fans".

Is this an example of a "weiner" as kindly demonstrated by footballer Cristiano Ronaldo? Arcati is soooo innocent. My thanks to Lemon Jizz whereat other images will be found.

Randy Fowler: I don't exist to my bro Kevin Spacey

Randall (“Randy”) Fowler is the older brother of Hollywood star Kevin Spacey. Back in 2004, Randy told a British newspaper that as a child he was regularly raped by their father, Thomas, but that Spacey was spared. He also revealed that their father was obsessed with pornography, was anti-Semitic and a member of the American Nazi Party: no wonder Spacey took his mother’s maiden name in adulthood.

Asked about Spacey’s sexuality, Randy repeated his brother’s words to him: "I don't consider myself heterosexual, homosexual, or bisexual - just sexual."

Randy lives in Boise, Idaho, with his wife Trish. He agreed to do an email interview with me. I was interested to know where he was with his memoirs, about his life and thoughts today and about his relationship with Spacey – who still refuses to talk to him.

How are you today (please include any health ailments, emotional condition) as you write?

I have no health ailments and my emotional condition is very different from when I was growing up and most of my adult life, until I finally had the courage to have my biography written. Then everything changed in me and in my thought process - when I commissioned Jack Ewing to write my life story. I was not interested in painting myself out to be some prince charming. I wanted to tell the awful and painful truth about child abuse and how it spun my life on a path of complete emotional chaos and a life filled mostly with regrets about the choices I had made.

However, something miraculous happened to me while I was constructing the digital picture timeline of the book, which contained over 25,000 photos, documents and memorabilia. The patterns of my life started to emerge before my eyes. It was very painful to see all the bad decisions I made during my life. While narrating the contents of the story to tape for the writer, it was the hardest thing I ever did. Articulating my thoughts and truth was like regurgitating a poison from my mind and soul, which completely changed me.

I don’t recommend this form of therapy to victims of child abuse. It takes too many years to sort out. I recommend telling someone you can trust, immediately. Don’t let these “creatures” continue their sick lifestyle, [preying] on innocent children, who want nothing but to be loved.

Describe Boise briefly – would you want to live elsewhere? Does it have scenery? - what can you see from your windows?

Boise is known as “the city of trees”. It’s very beautiful, and we are surrounded by mountains, and the climate is quite mild compared to other places I’ve lived.

I haven’t considered living anywhere else. Boise is my home and I love the people here. We live in a condominium near the Boise River, with access to the Boise Green Belt walking path.

The world knows you as Kevin Spacey’s brother. Do you realize you’re famous – do you get fan mail?

Famous is a not a word I’d use. I have no ego attached to who I am or what I may represent to other people. When I wake up each morning and look in the mirror, I always laugh at myself. The people in Idaho treat me like a movie star, but I don’t treat them as if I’m a movie star. I always give everyone I meet the time and love I would want when I meet someone for the first time. I’m just a regular guy, I work, pay my bills, just like everybody else.

As far as everyone knowing me as Kevin Spacey’s brother, I never really tell people that. They hear it or already know it. I’ve never tried to ride on my brother’s coat-tails. I’m my own person. Now you ask, if that’s true: "Why is your brother’s photo on [the cover of] your book, and you have a website called www.spaceysbrother.com?" Good question, here’s my answer.

I had this book written for my own healing purposes and as a help book for other sexually abused people. There is healing, hope, redemption and resolution to this terrible crime perpetrated [on] our kids.

In this media crazy world, who’s going to read a book about child abuse without a “hook”? I can’t help who my brother is. He’s very fortunate that he didn’t have to go through what I did as a child growing up. If he had, he may not have turned out to be the great actor and movie star he is today.

You can’t run from the past and where you came from forever. In the end it will literally eat you up from the inside out, and leave you completely empty inside with no feelings toward the people that should matter: family, friends and relationships.

As far as “fan mail”, I do receive a number of e-mails each day from visitors to the website, and I answer each and every one. I am a very accessible person.

You’ve written a book (Spacey’s Brother: Out of the Closet) about your life and Kevin? Will it be published or self-published?

This book is not about Kevin. He’s a very minor character in the book, just like in my real life. There are around a thousand personal and family photos throughout the book to support the narrative. This book deals with the after-effects of child abuse and the dangers of living in silence. We are currently shopping for a publisher. I would love to have a publisher from the United Kingdom.

You told the Mail on Sunday quite a lot about your father who sexually abused you. Does this still haunt you or has the memory receded?

What I told the Mail on Sunday was just the tip of the iceberg of my painful childhood. Only those who have been sexually abused can truly know the full impact of this crime. How can someone who supposedly loves you do this to a young child? These child molesters live in their own little world with no regard [to] or regret about what they do to children. They are incurable and need to be locked up and tagged like an animal. Children that are abused are scared on many levels. They make decisions based on feelings not facts, which will inevitably get them into trouble with the choices they make.

Many abused people deal with it by not dealing with it at all. They bury their feelings deep within their subconscious mind and hope they will just forget about it. This is a very dangerous path to take and it will come back to haunt them eventually.

I was one of the lucky ones, because I embraced what happened to me and spent the greater part of my life searching for the answers to this horrible puzzle that haunted my emotional state of mind. I could have ended up a criminal, alcoholic, or even worse, dead.

After thirty-five years of searching for the truth, I am finally at peace with myself and who I have become today. The Randy of my youth doesn’t even exist anymore. It’s just a distant memory of someone else dead and gone. I have no regrets or bitterness toward my parents or family.

What disappoints me the most is not having a relationship with my brother and sister, no matter how hard I’ve tried to reach out to them throughout the years. They want nothing to do with me. In their solar system I don’t even exist!

Some media have been rude about you ... what's your response to this?

I knew from the beginning, having this book written, the media was going to manipulate the truth, print partial quotes and outright lies about me. The media’s only concern is to sell tabloids. I guess they feel printing the truth isn’t what’s important. Don’t they realize that the truth is far more interesting than fiction?

For example, I had the news media hiding out in the bushes where I live, taking photos of me. A week later they would show up in tabloids with a full-page article. They made it appear that I invited them into my home for an interview. I’ve had to grow a tough layer of skin when it comes to dealing with the media. In the end the whole truth will come out about this book.

Has Kevin ever got in touch with you about the book?

No, the only time he has called me in the last twenty-six years is if someone dies in our family. He never calls just to say hi to his brother.

Did you receive a Christmas card this year from him? Did you send him
one?

I’ve sent him a Christmas card and birthday card every year for the last twenty-seven years. I’ve never got a card in return from him ever. The Christmas card I sent to him this year was returned to me. On the envelope was written: “Return to sender, person not known at this address” and was handwritten. There was also a white label pasted over his name. This is something I’ve never seen a post office do. Maybe things are done differently in the UK.

What’s your principal job? In pictures you look like you’d make a great entertainer.

I was a professional drummer for over thirty years and played in forty-one states and two countries. I retired when I decided to have my biography written. I’m now a full-time limousine chauffeur in Boise Idaho. I work for “Boise Limousine Service”. I’m the most flamboyant chauffeur in town. With my Rod Stewart looks and flashy clothes I get many clients who request me to drive them for their special occasion. I’m very fortunate to be so popular in town. I love my job even more than drumming. I always get to meet new and interesting people.

Do you believe in God, intelligent design, nothing? Creationism is making a comeback in the States ….

Oh no, the “God” Question! No matter how I answer it, either half the people will agree or disagree with me, and the other half will be offended. I guess all I can say is I’m currently not playing church. it seems to be a place where people come to compare wardrobes in multi-million dollar buildings. I think if Christ came back today he would be very disappointed with his flock. We have forgotten the essence of what he was trying to say. Love and take care of each other.

Have you ever visited London?

Yes, our family visited London once in December of 1973 for two weeks, regardless of what you’ve read in the media. I would love to visit London again. I have a very good friend who lives in Exeter, Devon.

Tell us something about Kevin the world doesn’t know.

I know plenty of things about Kevin Spacey the world doesn’t know. I didn’t do this interview to upset him in anyway, or have him never want to contact me! My only hope is that a London publisher will find me to be just as interesting as my brother and a bit more revealing about my personal life and my past.

I will continue to reach out to him as long as I live. It doesn’t really matter what we do during the day, what’s important at the end of the day is our relationship with family.

What’s your view of him as an actor? Do you see his movies?

He’s one of our generation's most accomplished actors. Kevin received two Academy Awards at such a young age. Only one word comes to mind to describe his acting ability, “brilliant”.

I’m so very proud of him and what he has done as an actor. I’ve seen everything he has ever done at least once out of respect to him. I also have his complete TV and movie collection on tape, plus thousands of photos and memorabilia of him over the last twenty-seven years.

Have you ever thought to act?

Yes I have. Do you know anybody that would hire me? Call me, we’ll do lunch. I’m always up for new challenges in my life. I’ve always been a risk-taker.

One of my friends once told me, “The best actor in your family is still
up for grabs”.

Whom do love most in the world?

That’s easy, “Trish my Dish“, my wife of thirteen years. I’m just as much in love with her as the day we met. She’s helped save me from a life of repeating the same mistakes I made with my first three wives. Yes, three wives in ten years while I was pursuing my obsession with drumming.

There once was a time when things were so very hard for us, especially watching my brother’s rise to fame. We struggled just to eat. But I’ve looked at myself and my brother in a whole new perspective since my biography was finished. Doing this book was a cleansing process for my soul.

Have you ever had your future foretold?

No I haven’t, what would be the point? To have someone else dictate my future seems like a cowardly thing to do. I’ll make my own future with good decisions based on facts.

Do you have a recurring image of your childhood?

Of course I do, I haven’t had a lobotomy! My recurring image is not of me, but of all the other children that are being sexual abused in the world. This is why I had this book written. When it finally gets published I plan to travel around the country and speak to middle school kids about child abuse. Kids like me and seem to listen to me, because I don’t look or act like their parents.

Abused children hide their pain and feelings quite well, and are not easily
persuaded to trust someone with their terrible secret. They are frightened of what might happen to them if someone finds out what’s going on in their lives. They live with their “secret pain” as it begins to destroy their very soul. Their lives begin to take a path of dangerous consequences.

My advice to an [abused] child is to tell someone. Fink, tattle, rat, scream and
shout at the top of your voice until someone notices you. The consequences of doing nothing allows the perpetrator to continue his abuse, and go unpunished.

I wish I had done this thirty-six years ago. My life could have turned out differently. I was scared and didn’t know I had any options. There was no one to talk to or trust.

What did you have for breakfast this morning?

I had my usually breakfast, a cup of coffee with a Baily’s back. ..“Well, there it is“...

Visit Randy's site via this LINK - it features a sample chapter from his memoirs.

Kevin Spacey's bro Randy Fowler - latest pic

Randy Fowler

Kevin Spacey's brother Randy Fowler re-entered my mind recently and here he is - photo from his stimulating site, click here. His seminal interview with Madame Arcati on life and his brother can be read here. Still no biography on KS. Funny that.

Oh, and a rather intriguing interview with Randy on his clothes and de luxe taxi service in his home town of Boise. Click here. He hires five ladies to create his Casanova/Rod Stewart look.

Kevin Spacey and his five mile high business class experience - carbon x 2?

The ad would appear to suggest Kev has booked two seats for himself - look how he places his tickets to his left where someone else might be expected to sit. Would someone work out his carbon footprint, please.

Graham Norton savages Kevin Spacey

Kevin Spacey very recently attacked BBC TV talent shows like I'd Do Anything, claiming they were a "13-week promotion for a musical". It’s a fair point, leaving aside the anti-coach party tour snobbery behind it. Now the host of the Oliver talent show, Graham Norton, has made an equally fair point about not running talent shows that may have anything to do with Spacey. He says: “I think it would be very bad to do a reality show casting the lead of The Iceman Cometh, called 'We'd Bore Everyone'." This is a most inspired riposte and Norton is my hero of 2008 (thinking of those end-of-year lists, prematurely).

Stephanie Mastini - send your healing thoughts to her

My friend Stephanie Mastini - Kevin Spacey's former sister-in-law - is having surgery on Monday. My thoughts are with her. She writes: "I am very scared and stressed but I am strong and have so many more adventures to experience and my book to finish ... not to mention all the paintings! Don't forget me ... love, Steph x."

How could we forget you, Steph! See her blog - a friend of hers has penned a song in her honour, click here.

Stereophonics' Kelly Jones: 'Din with Keyser Söze'

One of my darlingest sources sends me this delightful item from the excellent freebie Metro London newspaper. It's an interview with singer Kelly Jones of Stereophonics and one part goes like this:

Did Kevin Spacey know your songs?
Yeah, he did. We met when I did a gig for the Prince’s Trust at St James’s Palace. He took us out for dinner to Madame Jojos and the Met Bar; that was the first time we went there. The boys in the band thought he was after me…

Did you think he was?
No, as far as I was concerned, I was out for a drink with Keyser Söze. We didn’t become pals.

Jack Ewing: The truth about Randy and Kevin

Interview
Jack Ewing is Randy Fowler's ghost writer - or memoirist (see below) - and a fellow resident of Boise, Idaho. Jack is the man who helped pull together Randy's unpublished life story that has so exercised the minds of Kevin Spacey fans when in fact the actor is just a minor player in the book.

Jack is a fascinating one-man industry of prose - he claims to have written 100 million words in his long career as fiction writer, copywriter, encyclopaedist and much much more. Despite my idiotic initial rudeness he agreed to an email interview in which he dilates on ghost writing, the Fowler family, porn fiction, cats, Boise ... and he sends an invitation to Kevin Spacey.

Hello Mr Ewing! First, I apologise again for referring to Boise, Idaho - your home town - as "fucking cunting". It was most uncalled for - I thought you were ignoring my email requests for an interview when in fact the email on your site was not working - so, sorry.

I've said worse things about Boise from time to time; it has its faults, though it's scenic and the weather is quite temperate. Boise is not really my home town, per se, but my wife and I have lived here since 1980, having moved from upstate New York.

Now, you're Randy Fowler's ghost writer. Is that still the case? I understand a 90,000-word draft was completed ....

Ghostwriter is probably a misnomer, since that designation is usually applied to someone who writes anonymously for another person (which I have certainly done before). Since my name appears on the book cover, I would more correctly be called Randy's biographer or memoirist, in which capacity I completed a 90,000-word draft in the fall of 2003, more than six months before the infamous Spacey incident in the London park that precipitated the MAIL ON SUNDAY article.

Is it likely to be published do you think? Why has it not been published or even self-published? The title has changed over time - it used to be called "Out Of The Closet". Which do you prefer?

In an environment where nearly a half-million books are brought out annually in America and Great Britain alone, and where the major publishing companies are owned by a handful of entities that accept manuscripts only from agents, publishing is a crapshoot.

Randy and I both felt the book stood a better chance of publication through agent representation, but so far, that has not come to pass. Between 2003 and 2006, I sent out more than 120 queries to agents. Some 8 or 10 asked asked for a proposal or the complete manuscript (about one-third were impolite enough to never respond at all). None of them offered to represent the book. While many rejectors expressed
interest in the subject matter--which revolves around the sexual abuse Randy was subjected to, and its aftereffects, which continue to resonate to this day-- the most common complaint was that there's not enough material included about Kevin Spacey (a relatively minor character in the book who, through an accident of birth, happens to be related to the biographical subject). This reaction was not entirely
unexpected, since, as far as I am aware, there is currently no book-length work about the enigmatic actor available on the market.

It was a mutual marketing decision to include Spacey's name and image on the cover, in hopes of attracting attention (echoing statements Spacey is alleged to have made to Randy upon hearing his brother was contemplating writing a book, along the lines of, "Who'd want to read about you?" and "The only way your book would sell is with my picture on the cover.") Randy and I both now agree that was a mistake, and the revised version (currently in progress)--though it will inescapably contain some information about Kevin in the course of detailing Randy's life--will have neither Spacey's name nor picture on the cover.

The book, with the title SPACEY'S BROTHER: OUT OF THE CLOSET, was in fact produced (Randy did the layout) as a CD, which was subsequently registered with the US Copyright Office in 2005. The CD, which was vetted by a lawyer, was never released because of certain legal concerns that will be dealt with in revision.

I believe a major hurdle to publication is the difficulty of producing the manuscript in its present form: the book includes more than 800 photos (out of Randy's archive of some 12,000 images), most never before seen, which accompany and illustrate the narration throughout. The number of images will undoubtedly have to be drastically reduced and grouped to defray publisher production costs.

Self-publication is, I suppose, always an option, but there's typically little profit in that route; I'm used to earning money for my writing, and Randy would like to be compensated for the hell his parents put him through.

The title of the work has indeed changed over time. Originally, it was BROTHERS SPLIT BY SECRETS. The title I prefer will be the final one, which has not yet been determined.

How long did it take to write? Could you give us some idea of how you worked with Randy - did he for instance just talk into a dictaphone, or did you edit his words? You're a fast writer I guess ....

The book took about six months to write. Randy initially recorded his story on about 50 two-hour audio cassettes, which I spent the first month transcribing to have a written record of the raw facts. As the writing progressed, I also met with Randy two or three times per week to go over the material, to obtain further details, to ask specific questions, and to occasionally argue about what should or should not be included. I usually gave him new chapters as they were finished for comment, additions, deletions, etc.

The book, in its present form, contains most of the incidents he related, though I completely rewrote most scenes to give them dramatic structure and impact. I totally reorganized the narrative, conducted research into his family history (little of which had originally been included), interviewed some of the key figures (there
will be more of these in the next version) added material from family documents, devised chapter headings (which, appropriate to his main profession as a musician, consisted of song titles), and provided transitions from scene to scene. The resultant story is completely Randy's, the storytelling style is primarily mine.

I notice you're born under the sign of Aquarius - I have discovered that Aquarians tend to be highly idealistic, independent, sometimes stubborn but free-thinkers ... recognise the description?

Yes, I'm afraid I exhibit all of those qualities to some degree, though I put little stock in astrology as a science. I'm not as idealistic as I was in my youth, not as independent as I'd hoped to be, more single-minded than stubborn, and my thought processes are based on logic rather than emotion, which often places me in opposition to mainstream society.

How did you and Randy get together on his memoirs project? Can you say what he wanted to achieve in having the book done?

Randy and I first met in early 1995, just after I'd resigned my position as creative director at an advertising agency--my fourth agency since 1973-- to return to full-time freelancing. He had set up shop as a commercial video producer, and I was looking for work.

We hit it off (I had extensive marketing/advertising experience, he had valuable contacts from working in the entertainment industry), and collaborated on a number of projects. I wrote scripts for television commercials and videos, other freelancers shot footage and composed original music, and Randy coordinated the projects and put the finished products together.

When we first met, Randy was a hard-working, hyperactive, angry, bitter, obsessive-compulsive, tense person (one of those, as the saying goes, who wears his clothes out from the inside.) If he had not been blessed with such redeeming features as obvious musical and artistic talent, technical/computer skills, a self-deprecating sense of humor, and a quick--if undisciplined--mind, I doubt we would have become friends; we are nothing alike in temperament, lifestyles or most interests (though we share a fondness for cats). Over time, as we worked on various projects, Randy's story slowly came out. I believe it was in 2001 that he first revealed the full extent of what had happened to him as a child, mentioned he'd been contemplating a book, and asked me to write it for him. I was enough taken by the idea (I had a wholly ordinary childhood, nurtured and encouraged by loving, caring parents, so how he managed to cope with his experience without undergoing formal therapy or without turning destructive fascinated me) and by Randy's dynamic personality, that I agreed to do it. It took him another two years to record his narrative. Contrary to my longstanding practice of undertaking professional writing jobs for an hourly or flat fee or retainer (none of which Randy could afford), I agreed to work on a speculative basis, toward a small percentage of whatever revenues eventually might be realized from the finished product or related income from the project. (My only earnings so far have been a cut of the fee Randy was paid for the interview in the MAIL. Randy also put together my web site.)

I'm no psychologist, but I think Randy needed to tell his story because he was in psychic pain and wanted it to stop. Something terrible and traumatic happened to him as a child, perpetrated by his own parents, and his life thereafter--his career choices, his relationships, his attitudes--was adversely affected until, only as an adult, could he come to grips with the fact that the sexual abuse he endured was the root cause of all his pent-up frustration.

Baring his soul in the book has, in my opinion, had a cathartic effect. He's a much calmer, more directed, accepting person than when I first met him (though he's still compulsive and impulsive, and while he's at heart a kind and generous and sincere person, he'll probably never be what would be termed mellow). Even after a dozen years, I still find Randy a compelling character: a hard and punctual worker, a snappy dresser, a man with genuine magnetism who attracts instant attention wherever he goes. I don't know whether it's the hair, the chiseled features, the ready smile, the flamboyant clothing, the jewelry, the scrawny body, his world-weary yet childlike nature, or some undefinable aura, but he has the capability of drawing women of all ages in particular. Under different circumstances, I firmly believe he could have been the major star of the Fowler family; he may yet be.

On your website you say you've written 100 million words in your life; and you list an extraordinary number of companies you have written for. Which was your favourite job? And the least?

This question is a toughie for me. Every job is different from the last one; each presents a new challenge: how best to present the features of a product or service as benefits to the consumer? (In the ad industry, this is called finding the unique selling proposition--what can you say about your product that the competition can't?)

Since I began writing ads, I've built a reputation for putting a lot of thought into each project; I typically think about an ad for much longer than it takes to write. Once I've established a sound concept--often structured around a persuasive headline or opening line--an ad practically writes itself. So, my favorite jobs--the bulk of my work, fortunately, which fills an entire spare bedroom--are those done for clients who trust my expertise enough to give me the facts and turn me loose, letting me work without interference. A few examples of projects I'm particularly proud of:

* A newspaper ad for a car dealership featuring
the owner, a man named Norm, pictured in
typical salesman's attire.
HEADLINE: "Norm's not normal."

* A magazine ad for a gift shop, spotlighting
a cow's-head lamp.
HEADLINE: "Mooooooood lighting."

* A book commissioned for Albertsons
supermarkets' 50th anniversary, which I
researched and wrote.

* A book I researched and wrote for
salesmen of Oneida Silversmiths on the
history of porcelain and silverware.

* A contest I devised for hundreds of Pizza Hut
restaurants in 8 western states, the "Smelling
Bee," which through a variety of media centered
around giveaways of rubber animal noses to
children.

* A humorous poster for Ore-Ida, introducing
their new potato wedges, which claimed that
the product was the result of experiments
produced by the avid golfers of the R&D
Department.

* And finally, a pro bono billboard project,
warning men on the prowl in Syracuse, New York,
that some of the local women of the night were
actually undercover policewomen.
The traffic-stopping (literally) headline:
"Is she a cop, sucker?"

The few unsatisfying jobs are those in which a well thought-out concept was diluted or destroyed by some corporation's anal-retentive personnel--technical staff, lawyers, administrators--who left their fingerprints all over the project in the process of squeezing out the creativity. Luckily, virtually all such projects carried a high price tag, and my dissatisfaction was assuaged by a fat check. As a freelancer--as opposed to an agency employee--I have the luxury of refusing projects where the client won't relinquish the creative control for which they're contracting.

You say you didn't mind anonymity - but through Randy you're quite well known now. How do you feel about that? As a young man what did you dream of turning out as?

I'd question how well known I actually am; I'm not exactly a household name.

The great majority of my work has been performed anonymously or pseudonymously--in advertising, they rarely let you sign your work. I have earned a fair amount of recognition at industry award shows, but such fame is fleeting; the plaques tarnish and gather dust, and you're only as good as your last project.

I accepted my lot in life early. My parents were not wealthy; frugality and the value of a dollar were drummed into me as a child, and I began parlaying my talent with words into cash as a teenager. I sold my first short story (under a pen name) at age 15, my first novel (ditto) at age 17. During college, I made an excellent living writing term papers for other students--they got passing grades, and I could afford things I couldn't ordinarily buy.

While I've written more than 500 bylined articles, more than half my nearly 600 published short stories were written under noms de plume (I've always had a fondness for odd, punny pseudonyms--Luke Warmwater, Bjorn Free, Al B. Dern, Rameses Woolly, Eaton Worms, etc.) It's only in the last 15-20 years that I've attached my real name on my short and long fiction--a form of writing that compared to my regular work pays poorly but gives me great pleasure, because for better or worse the ideas contained therein are all my own. Maybe now in my dotage and more aware of my mortality, I'm finally craving a modicum of fame; now that I desire it, it's slow in coming.

Like lots of young boys given cap pistols and cowboy hats, I dreamed briefly of riding the range. In high school, I demonstrated a facility with modern languages (I was one of only a handful of students in the late 1950s studying Russian, and before the Gary Powers-U2 incident ruined things I aspired to attend school in the Soviet Union), and had notions of becoming an interpreter. In college, I added classical languages (advanced Latin and Attic Greek), with thoughts of becoming an archaeologist. Music was also a possibility--I played reeds (clarinet and saxes) from fourth grade through college, played in many dance/jazz bands, and had music scholarships before a split lower lip (18 stitches) in a car accident ruined that idea. I was also a fair schoolboy baseball player until a fractured ankle (and a half-dozen permanent bone screws) put an end to that career possibility. From the age of four, I'd enjoyed striking nouns against verbs to create sparks, so with other avenues closed, I became a professional writer by default. I'm not sorry I did.

Give us a brief description of Boise - what do you see from your window.

Sorry, but as you can see, I don't do brief, unless limited by time or space, as in a radio or TV commercial.

Boise, the City of Trees, is situated at about a half-mile in altitude, nestled in what is called the Treasure Valley. The Boise Front, foothills of the Rocky Mountains, dominate the horizon about twenty miles to the north, soaring more than a mile over the city, and the rounded peaks are typically covered deep with snow in the winter; a popular skiing area, Bogus Basin, lies there. Boise, which was a slow-paced town of about 75,000 citizens when we arrived, has grown to a bustling metropolitan area of about 200,000 today, and boasts one of the country's fastest growth rates, thanks to its scenic beauty, recreational opportunities, temperate climate, relatively low housing and utility costs and moderate tax rates. It is the state's largest city, populated largely by white, conservative Republicans; there is a high percentage of Mormons here.

Idaho's current capital--before statehood was achieved in 1890, the capital of the mineral-rich territory was located in the gold mining boomtown of Idaho City (now a village), fifty miles north--Boise is divided north and south by the Boise River, which is heavily trafficked by inner-tube floaters in the summer months; the river is paralleled for most of its length through town by a broad paved Greenbelt, used year-round by joggers, walkers, strollers, bikers and in-line skaters. The waterway is fed by a dam to the east that controls outflow from a huge, irregular reservoir tucked in a deep gorge. Idaho's vast wild, roadless areas--I believe we have the highest percentage of wilderness in the Lower 48 states, and dozens of mountains rising over 10,000 feet--begin about 25 miles northeast of town, and are accessed from narrow highways that wind through achingly beautiful, panoramic mountain scenery. On a day hike or cross-country ski outing it's possible to glimpse all sorts of native fauna in their natural habitat: raccoons, beaver, bald eagles, elk, deer, bear, cougars, coyotes, wolves, mountain bluebirds, magpies, and many birds of prey. Mountain flora are also abundant: tiny, delicate blooms in a rainbow of colors. For contrast, just beyond the city limits to the south lies high desert: rugged, rocky, sandy terrain sparsely covered by tumbleweed, bitter brush and rabbitbrush stretching bleakly into Nevada.

We have lived for the last 26 years in the single-story house we own in one of the city's older, middle-class neighborhoods, a few blocks south of the river. Boise State University, which has grown into the state's largest institution of higher learning, with about 20,000 students, begins on the south bank of the river, and has spread into the neighborhood during the last 6-7 years, in which time more than 80 duplexes, triplexes, townhouses, and similar multiple housing units have been erected to replace single-family dwellings and to accommodate the students, nearly 80 percent of whom live off-campus. The influx of hundreds of essentially transient residents--who pay no property taxes, acquire no equity, have no pride of ownership, and thus have no stake in maintaining what was once a quiet, stable neighborhood--troubles me, as someone who works out of a home office. The noise level from increased traffic and late-night parties disturbs my concentration. On-street parking is a problem. Vandalism has risen. Eventually, we'll have to move, since the city fathers seem disinclined to halt the expansion, despite paying lip service to "maintaining the character of the neighborhood."

Meanwhile, we enjoy having one of the larger yards in the neighborhood (nearly a half-acre on a corner lot), fenced to protect our current clowder of six cats--all adpoted strays; we've cared for as many as thirty at a time--from maurading dogs.

The outstanding feature of our front yard is a towering spruce tree, where juncos, finches, sparrows, hummingbirds, and other feathered friends perch between meals at the feeders that hang from the edge of our porch. From our windows in the near distance, we can watch our tilled gardens grow at the front, back and side (sweet and several varieties of very hot peppers, Roma and Better Boy tomatoes, Black Beauty and Icihiban eggplants, onions, zucchini, summer squash, and string beans all do well, and after harvest, my wife puts up many batches of spaghetti sauce, cacciatore, spicy salsa and blanched, chopped or sliced veggies that we enjoy throughout the year.) The soil is, of course, perfect for potatoes (we are probably the only state that commemorates a vegetable--"Famous Potatoes"--on our license plates). We have planted many scented roses around our yard, as well as annual bulbs, including tulips, iris and my favorites, daffodils. There are several floribunda rose bushes that cascade with brilliant red blossoms in season, permeating the air with a heady fragrance. Hyacinths, coneflowers, painted daisies, California poppies, and several creeping succulents grow wild, distracting the eye from our shrinking lawn, which despite a sprinkler system, tends to turn brown during the long, hot, dry summers.

In the far distance are the mountains, and to the east the mesa-like Table Rock, where a huge lighted cross stands like a beacon in the night. Above, the sky is usually an infinite cerulean blue most of the year (except when we suffer infrequent temperature inversions, when the bowl of the valley is covered with smog). Sunsets are long and spectacular, featuring gold, lavendar and salmon hues. On rare occasions, the Northern Lights flicker fitfully. On cold, crisp nights, the stars and planets are especially bright and distinct.

You wrote some erotica in your early adulthood - could you give us a line from one of the three books?

That's one thing I can't do. The books were written 45 years--and millions of words--ago. The books have been out of print for decades, and I haven't had my contributor's copies for a long time (I gave them away because I was afraid my late mother would discover them and disapprove of how I was wasting my talent: "No son of mine would write such trash," she would say.) You'll just have to use your R-rated imagination.

You say you write 10 hours a day. Did I get that right? What's been recently published?

Since 1970, I have been at the keyboard--manual typewriter, electric typewriter, word processor or computer--virtually every day. Depending upon the paying workload, I typically work for 8-14 hours. With tight deadlines, I've been known to work for more than 30 hours straight, especially during the political season (up to the mid-1990s, I wrote complete campaigns--radio, TV, brochures, flyers, donation cards, banners, yard signs, bumper stickers, speeches, white papers, etc.--for a wide variety of candidates, including US Senators and Congresspersons, governors, lieutenant governors, mayors, councilmen, and lesser lights; luckily those exceeding long hours are behind me). For the last 40+ years, I've produced 2-3 million words annually, at the rate of 5,000-10,000 words per day. About 95 percent of what I write gets published in one form or another. You can find my bylined nonfiction work in a number of local, regional, and national publications (they are enumerated under "Client List" on my web site). Some of my recent short fiction can be found by Googling my name; 10 or 12 of these stories are reproduced in entirety on my site. A long story, "A Wet One," can be found in the anthology, THE MAMMOTH BOOK OF ON THE ROAD (2002). Two of my mystery novels, FREAK-OUT (2000) and KISSING ASPHALT (2002) are obtainable through Amazon or other online booksellers.

More recently, I've been invited to contribute to a number of reference works. I wrote about 450 author biographies (five percent of the total work) for the online subscription work, the Literary Reference Center (2006), a dozen or two long articles for the 20th anniversary edition of the Critical Analysis of Mystery and Detective Fiction (2007), contributed annotated articles and essays to McGill's Survey of World Literature, and Musicians and Composers of the 20th Century (both 2008), and am currently researching and writing for the revised edition of Masterplots II: African American Literature (2008).

Please complete this sentence: To be a good ghost writer you have to be...

Exceedingly patient (because clients often don't know what they really want or need), even-tempered (because subjects can be volatile), an excellent listener (especially attuned to what's not being said), a sharp interrogator (to draw out the hidden facts that can provide real interest), and an efficient organizer (because a straight linear narration is not always the best option) with the ability to subvert your own ego for the sake of the project.

Back to Randy - do you think he will ever make up with his brother Kevin? What impressions did you form of the two men?

If the brothers never make up, it's certainly not because of Randy. He continues to reach out to Kevin, only to get his hand ignored or slapped away. Maybe at some point Kevin will make an effort to reconcile--in my opinion, he has no real reason to maintain his distance, since Randy has never done anything to earn his enmity--but I wouldn't hold my breath. One of the Fowler family's main characteristics is extreme stubbornness; another is deniability.

My impressions of Randy can be gleaned from what I wrote of him above. I've never met or spoken directly to Kevin. (Years ago, I did leave a message on his New York answering machine when Randy was struggling to maintain his video production enterprise, as a friend and colleage of his brother trying to persuade Kevin to help finance Randy's business; soon afterward, Kevin sent Randy a check, but that could have been just a coincidence.)

Naturally, in the course of writing the book, I've read a great deal about Kevin, and I've heard a lot of second-hand information from Randy and other sources. Kev's obviously a terrific actor, with an uncanny ability to adopt a persona not his own; he is very talented at doing impersonations of famous people, and seems able to turn charm on or off at will, depending upon how it ultimately benefits him. It's my theory that his acting ability, his capability to comfortably wear any mask, springs from his essential lack of a definable personality of his own. Where Randy comes off as warm, genuine, generous and sincere, Kevin appears cold, calculating, distant, selfish, impersonal, and hollow at the core. Like many actors, he seems fond of making the grand, dramatic gesture. As I've told Randy many times, I'd be happy to conduct an in-depth interview with his brother--and I'll extend the invitation once again: Kevin Spacey, please e-mail me--to present a fair and balanced picture of the Fowler siblings. But for the moment, where I completely believe Randy, I fear that much of what Kevin might tell me would not be the whole truth. I'm willing to be proved wrong and will freely and publicly admit the error of my thinking once I receive and absorb the additional information that can only come from the original source.

I'm sorry to bring things to me, but what do you think of the Madame Arcati site? Do you think it obsesses over Spacey, Randy and Stephanie? Madame Arcati is not too popular right now with Spacey fans ...

I've only visited the Madame Arcati site a half-dozen times; that's how I learned I had been named as one of the denizens of "Closetville," though I had not heretofore contributed one word to the discussion. The site seems to focus on the sensational, the outrageous, on rumor and speculation, and is therefore probably an accurate reflection of what apparently concerns contemporary society, which seems fascinated with the concept of celebrity. I'm not really qualified to determine what constitutes an obsession. Idealist I may be by astrology's reckoning, but age and experience have also given me too strong a cynical streak to become a committed, unequivocal fan of any fellow human; too many heroes turn out to have feet of clay.

Finally Jack, tell us what you're working on right now (apart from this interview).

My long tenure in advertising/marketing has instilled in me the need to juggle many projects at once. I've never had writer's block; indeed, I suffer from the opposite affliction, an excess of ideas, because everything inspires me, and I feel fortunate to capture a small fraction of the thoughts that flit through my brain during the 20 hours that I am awake, and the 4 hours that I sleep per day.

Beside the reference works previously named, I have several paying advertising projects coming up, as well as an extensive company profile for an architectural firm. I have a stock of about fifty completed short stories that I constantly tinker with in search of the perfect word, and I usually have 10-12 stories in circulation at any given time among print or online publications. I have perhaps 250 other stories in various stages of completion; when the well of inspiration runs dry on one project, I immediately turn to a different project. I have numerous finished and in-progress essays and nonfiction articles awaiting the market research necessary to place them. I have four completed 80,000-85,000 word crime/mystery novels and a suspense novella that I'm shopping to agents and publishers, and about 20 other novels of 20,000 words or more begun. I am about 25 percent through an original reference work, a chronological encyclopedia that I've projected for 30-40 million words. And I'm always on the lookout for new ideas.

Now, I really should get back to work. I'll be happy to answer any followup questions you may have.

Regards,

Jack Ewing

Thank you Jack for your time and generous response to my questions.

Jack Ewing's website, click here.

(PS - by coincidence, just as I put this interview to air, a commenter sent this message: "Check out www.spaceysbrother.com Randy has changed the title of his book, good for him, looks like it's more about Randy and less about Kevin. I wonder if this web site [Madame Arcati] had anything to do with the change? Reqardless, I like the new title: FOWLER FOLLIES, Surviving Child Abuse."). Thanks.

Closetville - a unique star-studded soap of secrets

I recently asked my rag-tag army of cultists to think up a title for my unique and ongoing post-mod Kevin Spacey/Randy Fowler/Stephanie Mastini soap opera. And I have now made a decision - it will be called Closetville.

The word closet was suggested to me by one of Randy's titles for his unpublished book (Out Of The Closet - an obvious piece of innuendo directed at Kevin). So my thanks to Randy. A labelling repackaging will take place over the next few days so that Closetville may find a wider internet audience. And who knows, maybe a TV audience in time.

Sex (cock-cocking, cock-cunting, cock-cock-cunting and other variants), glamour, beautiful artists, celebrity chauffeurs, Bill Clinton (as extra), the best European rich-bitch salons, Boise, Hollywood, glam revengers, moustachioed former porno scribe Jack Ewing (good soap name that) - and Madame Arcati! Yes, Closetville has it all.