monty python meets quentin tarantino!


I'm stoked because my new novel, Let There Be Linda, is on pre-order for $2.99, two dollars less than the price will be when it officially goes on sale July 1.  And here’s the thing: if you pre-order Linda now and send my your receipt, I’ll send you the ebook now—so you don’t have to wait until July—and I’ll also send you my romantic Hollywood sex comedy, Juggler, Porn Star, Monkey Wrench.  Yep…two hilarious novels for $2.99. Click the black button below, and it will take you to Let There Be Linda’s Amazon page, pre-order the book, email me your receipt,, and I’ll email you both books now.  That’s all there is to it. Except for the surprise. Oh yeah, if you email me your receipt, you get a surprise gift too.

Let There Be Linda

"Zany...hysterical...irreverent...occasional lethal" - Kirkus Reviews

Leder's black comic caper tells the tall tale of estranged brothers Mike and Dan Miller—accountant and con-man talent agent respectively—up to their necks in the virtual quicksand of LA's San Fernando Valley during the hottest summer in Southern California history.  

The root cause of their problems could be the missing seventy-five thousand dollars, or the sadistic, loan shark dwarf and his vicious giant, or the psycho comedian cop on the case, or the coke-snorting dentist, or the deranged zombie real estate developer. Or perhaps it’s the poodle—the poodle is suspect, no doubt.  Or maybe it's the grocery store checker who breathes life into death.  Oh yes, it could be her too.  

And so to repair the head-on collision the Millers have made of their personal and professional lives, the brothers summon their mother back from the dead to clean up the wreckage. But what the Miller men discover is that screwing with the laws of nature is forever and always a violent, bloody, hysterical, and hilarious idea.


"Surprisingly hilarious for a book so moving. Or surprisingly moving for a book so hilarious."
- D. Rankin, Editor & Author

My name is Mark Manilow. I'm a LA screenwriter. Here's my recipe for a cocktail called "Romantic Hollywood Sex Comedy."

Start with my estranged wife, who left me two years ago to become a juggler. Pour in my ensuing emotional tailspin.

Blend with a brutal case of writer's block. Mix with my last-gasp writing job, a ridiculous porn flick called Broken Boner.

Add in the Broken Boner porn star, who seduces me into an ill-fated partnership. Throw in the gun-toting producer and eccentric Montecito billionaire who hire me to adapt the phone book into a movie.

Combine with the return of my headaches and a trip to an accent Chinese healer, where I meet the healer's beguiling granddaughter - my monkey wrench.

Serve with wonderment as to whether or not I'll find a way to settle things with the juggler, break it off with the porn star, and fall in love with the monkey wrench...or if anyone will stop laughing long enough to notice.