Snippets of Reality within The Prodigal Band Trilogy: Eating Disorders of Models and Celebrities

I’m taking a break from religious and cultist and new age group influence and symbology this week in this post to bring up an issue which isn’t overly important in The Prodigal Band Trilogy but an issue I am well familiar with–eating disorders, which according to my research on the fashion industry and histories of fashion models seems to be quite prominent. Several of my female characters, wives or girlfriends of my prodigal band members, were models in the fashion industry as well as celebrities otherwise. One of them had an eating disorder known as bulimia.

Bulimia is highlighted by eating–sometimes huge amounts of food–and then vomiting it up to supposedly maintain their skinny (or otherwise) weight. This is one of the more prominent disorders to maintain low weight; the more serious one is called anorexia nervosa, which is self-starvation. But some folks simply cannot starve themselves. So they eat, and then vomit the food.

For proof that fashion models and celebrities (mostly female) have been ‘forced’ to keep their weight down to a very skinny level, I have some links to articles that will verify this:

Victoire Macon Dauxerre’s fashion model experience

Eating disorder expert Dr. Adrienne Key’s report

Model Zuzanna Buchwalk’s story

Eight Famous Celebrities (some who started out being child fashion models) Who Battled Bulimia

Oh, and I too was bulimic on and off for six years–in order to attract a future husband! That is one reason my most important female character was made to be bulimic. Ger is the name of the character, and she is the woman of Erik, my singer-front man character. She is five-foot-eight with dark brown close-cropped page-boy hairstyle with a widow’s peak, and his sultry blue eyes and an enticing smile. She was born in London to an upper-middle class family, and her father owns a hardware store in Walltown, where the band is from. When her man Erik and the rest of Sound Unltd make it big in 1989, she desires to be a super model. So it went.

In the first snippet from Chapter Two of Battle of the Band, Ger, living in a flat she shared with Erik in a bohemian section in London, receives a phone call from her friend, Lady Sandy, who had recently married a lord and publishing mogul. The conversation is about the band’s third album which is rapidly climbing the hit charts. Ger, who was ‘sick,’ did not know this. Later in this chapter is revealed why she is ‘sick.’

Ger, a coquette with a close-cropped asymmetric page-boy hair-do with an accentuated widow’s peak and nearly as tall as Erik, sat on the couch near the phone. “Hello?”

“Ger, this is Sandy. Get ready to move out of that garbage dump, girl. Get ready to move to my neck of the woods.”

“Oh, right, Sandy. Right now.”

“My God, girl. Have you been hibernating in bohemia lately?”

“The past few days, yes. I have a stomach flu or something.”

“Oh! Sorry, luv, but hasn’t Erik told you?”

“Told me? He hasn’t been home the last few nights with me being sick. Last night he stayed at the recording studio composing or something. And I know what you’re thinking! No, Sandy, it’s not another girl, okay?”

A second later, her conviction faltered.

“No, Ger, I didn’t think that.” Sandy knew otherwise, but wisely dropped the subject. “You mean they’re working on new tracks already?”

“Yes, since the beginning of last week. They want to have it finished by the end of February. So what’s the big news?”

“My God, Ger, Powerhouse is selling out all over the place!”

Ger gripped the edge of the couch. “You mean the record shops are selling out?”

“Yes, Ger.”

She shot out of her chair, screaming, “Are you serious?”


Ger sat speechless for about a minute.

“Are you there, Ger?”

“God! I must be the only person in London who doesn’t know Powerhouse is selling out. Listen, I have to ring off and go out.”

”But you’re sick, remember?”

“I don’t care! I’m too excited to fidget around in here.”

“Well, don’t go mews hunting until you get better.”

“Mews hunting?” Laughs. “No, I’m going for a walk. Bye.”


Before Ger went for her walk, the soon-glamorous petite took her time out to vomit. Her toilet was marked by residue of previous bouts of bulimia she wouldn’t admit to having. Even to herself.

Must be stomach flu, but I’ve had this a couple of months on and off.  Could be I’m just anxious about being too fat to model. Maybe it’s good I have this flu because I keep throwing up and I’m losing weight fast. But I need to be shapelier, skinnier.

Ger’s bulimia comes to full force in Chapter Nine of Battle of the Band. After eating hardly anything during the day while working on her TV show, when she got back to their fancy estate south of London she consumed eight cookies with lots of calories that she ‘dealt with’ later as her man came home from his video work. Later, after he ‘forced’ her to eat dinner, he caught her again doing her purge act.

December 2, 1995


When Ger arrived home late that afternoon, the MegaThin diet queen headed straight for the kitchen, took a fruit-shaped dish from a cabinet, went to the chocolate-chip cookie canister and placed eight biscuits on the plate. The ten-million-dollar-girl hadn’t eaten all day. She woke at nine a.m., quickly groomed herself and rushed out of the house so she’d get to the TV studio in time to pre-record her December 15 show. She hardly touched her lunch at a fancy eatery. Five minutes after she took the cookies, she looked down at her empty plate. Panic struck her. All eight are gone! I ate all eight of those things—seventy calories each—in five minutes! Five hundred sixty calories. Fat calories!

With angry force, she slapped her stomach. Bad tummy! Bad girl! She could feel herself getting fat. She could feel those tiny fat cells in her body grow and multiply. She could see the cellulite oozing onto the surface of her perfection, making her look fat, making her ugly, making her bad. Bad girl!

Ger ran up the stairs to her bedroom—four times, and down four times. She could work off sixty calories that way. Feeling a little more triumphant, she strolled to her scale. One-hundred-four pounds. Yesterday, she weighed one pound less.

A sick feeling came over her. I gained one pound eating those stupid biscuits! She beat her tummy again. I’ll show you, bad girl! Ger bent over her stained toilet—Why doesn’t my maid clean this thing?—put her right index and middle fingers into her throat and vomited. Globs of partially digested cookie balls plopped into her toilet. Her throat and insides hurt. Serves you right, bad girl!


Just as Ger threw up her last glob, he entered their room and heard her coughing over the toilet with the bathroom door open. Just as she was about to clean herself, Erik stood at the bathroom door puzzled.

She washed herself, then turned, and, startled, shrieked, “My God, Erik! Where’d you come from?”

“I just got home. What’s wrong with you?”

“Well, I felt sick is all. But I’m feeling better now.”

“What made you sick?”

“Oh, I hadn’t eaten all day and then I came home and wolfed down some chocolate-chip biscuits. You know how that goes.” Ger laughed to lighten things up. “No biggie.”

“Well, eat some lunch, girl. You’re wasting away.” He pulled her out of the bathroom by her arm, then hugged her twenty-inch waist. “There’s hardly anything left for me to grab onto.” Pinched her waist. Nothing between his fingers. “You’re skin-and-bones, love. I’m gonna make sure you eat something tonight. Shit, girl, all you had last night were some celery sticks, lentil soup, and three bites of roast beef. I’d die on what you eat lately.”

After throwing up that afternoon, Ger complained over dinner in the parlor. “Look, Erik. My stomach hurts and I can’t eat this greasy lamb chop.”

Erik wouldn’t hear of it. “Shit, girl. You either eat one chop—all of it—or I’m sleeping on the couch tonight.”

Ger quickly polished off the chop, the peas and potatoes. Just as quickly, she made for her bathroom, drank two glasses of water and began to vomit. She didn’t hear Erik sneak up on her as she made her stomach heave again.

Without going into details–since she never told him about her bulimia, he angrily leaves her (temporarily) and later consumes large quantities of booze as the band works back home in Walltown on more videos, with dire consequences. Though they make up marriage-wise while Erik and bassist Keith lie in hospital beds, Ger, staying with Keith’s wife Jarris in her mother’s fancy flat, realizes the consequences of her unwise bulimic behavior. This third snippet is from Chapter Four of The Prophesied Band.

Ger went over to the water pitcher on the ornate silver serving cart. Poured a little into a crystal glass and sipped.

Coughed it back up.

“What happened, Ger? Wrong pipe?”

The brunette was alarmed. “No. It didn’t go down my throat. I was startled because— I just has trouble swallowing the water. Hurt a little bit.”

Jarris put her hand around Ger’s shoulder. “You probably picked up a bug in hospital. Take a cough drop, eh?”

She couldn’t admit to herself the dull heartburn-like pain of swallowing had been going on for weeks. Ever since her persistent binge-purge cycle of bulimia had peaked.

Chapter Six of The  Prophesied Band tells of the result of these consequences. What result? Buy the book to find out!

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Snippets of Reality within The Prodigal Band Trilogy: The Red Crystal Amulets and Channeling Spirits

In this Snippets of Reality in The Prodigal Band Trilogy, I will discuss where I came up with the Red Crystal Amulets worn by the members of my fictional prodigal band, Sound Unltd. And why one or more members, mostly the drummer Tom, channeled spirits, with the crystal or not, often faking it. It is occultist practice, but various New Age cults or religions had a lot to do with my use of these themes.

As a late teen I dabbled some in tarot cards, Ouija boards, and séances, but (as I had stated before) the night in winter of 1970 when a friend of mine called up ‘demons’ (because they couldn’t be anything else with what happened, which was terrifying!) using a Ouija set up (without the board, we used paper with letters and numbers in a circle, and a glass as a pointer), I decided it was best to not dabble in the occult anymore! Yet, I had to include occultist themes in my books because various rock bands of my day used some occultist themes and practices in their music careers. See my previous post on this.

But in the late 80s before I started getting ‘called’ to write the books within the trilogy, I began to associate with various New Age ideas (I was vegetarian then) what with folks I had met, one of which was supposedly ‘taken’ by ‘aliens’ in a ‘UFO’ (Note: Regardless of what this person said or believed, I never bought into the UFO-extraterrestrial aliens philosophy. Why? I need empirical proof they exist!) and was a member of the so-called Ashtar Command   with Ashtar as leader and ‘Jesus Sandanda’ as another ascended master type! (Note: Ashtar sounds a lot like Ishtar, a false god/fallen angel type worshiped by ancient Mesopotamians.) I will not mention the man’s name, but he actually, in my presence, channeled some ‘god’ or other, and before doing so ‘cleansed his chakras.’

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Snippets of Reality within The Prodigal Band Trilogy: New Age Cult Recruitment of Celebrities

On the back cover of the printed edition of The Prodigal Band Trilogy is stated: “Take a fictional ‘road trip’ on a mystical mystery and spiritual tour as a fictional six-member 80s and 90s rock and roll band fashioned after the Beatles…”

The Beatles. That, folks, is why I had to make the notion of new age spirituality such a dominant theme of this trilogy. While all of the Beatles took part in the Transcendental Meditation (TM) movement  of India’s Maharishi Mahesh Yogi for a relatively short period of time, the Maharishi only influenced the Beatles toward looking into new age ideas as they never joined this religion or cult. Others that hung out with the Maharishi included various rockers while in San Francisco–the hippie days–and on this Wikipedia site is a picture of this Maharishi with various well known rockers. And then it is a fact that George Harrison was actually a member of the Hare Krishna cult from the late 60s onward and that he wrote a song dedicated to this Lord Krishna dude, “My Sweet Lord,” for Krishna is referred to as Lord Krishna. This Hare Krishna cult  was founded by A. C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada.

Swami? Now folks, I had no idea that the founder of the cult that most heavily influenced the “good vs. evil” notion of my trilogy had the title of ‘swami’ which is the title of a teacher within Hinduism. When I created my evil ‘Swami Negran’ character I had no idea of this–just one of several ‘coincidences’ that are rife in my books.

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Snippets of Reality within The Prodigal Band Trilogy: Jet Burning and Mechanical Failures and Conspiracy Theories Behind Their Investigations

Welcome to the new snippet article series from The Prodigal Band Trilogy! Having done snippets within the non-genre-specific trilogy that have characteristics of the various genres (romance, thriller, mystery, horror, etc.) as well as character snippets on the various ‘prodigal band’ members, it is now time to post articles about factors within the real world that influenced this trilogy.

I was going to do a completely different reality snippet from this one, but then NBA basketball legend Kobe Bryant’s helicopter crashed near Calabasas, California, not far from the Staples Center where the iconic athlete played for the LA Lakers. Bryant, of course, died in the crash, and so did his daughter and several others. A few days later, one of my fave pop culture ‘conspiracy’ sites, Vigilant Citizen, did a post about this event, bringing up several ‘coincidences’ as to why this could have been a planned take out of another huge celebrity, comparing it to the supposed take down of Whitney Houston. One of the coincidences relates to the Grammy Awards, which was held shortly after the crash.

Note: I am not a basketball fan nor a fan of Bryant. And he’s not the only huge celebrity to die in plane or jet or helicopter crashes.

But this post isn’t about ‘crashes’ but the possible mechanical failures that could bring about the crash. In the case of the prodigal band about which this trilogy tells of their journey, their jet did not crash–it was burning due to an exploded bomb set inside or near a passenger seat. The bomb however was timed to explode over the Irish Sea on the way from Philadelphia to London, but the explosion happened when the jet landed.

Not exactly a ‘mechanical failure’ either! But ‘mechanical failure’ is what was assumed and what one of the band members told the media. Even though the band knew it was not just a failure, and was likely done on purpose.

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Inspirations from Reality: Truth Snippets Within The Prodigal Band Trilogy–The Series

My original inspiration to author the books of The Prodigal Band Trilogy was divine, or divine inspiration, my ‘mission of God’ so to speak, a term I use within the novels. But that was not the only reason for the content of these books: Battle of the Band, The Prophesied Band, The Prodigal Band.

Through years of research into popular culture, various brainwashing programs based on eye-witness stories, New Age philosophy and cult practices–I’ve known several individuals who belonged to New Age cults as well as bogus Christian ones, and of course occult groups as well–effects of drug use on various rockers and others including overdoses leading to death or near-death, supposed ‘suicides’ by famous rockers that may or may not have been suicides and were perhaps even murders (the ‘27 Club’ and all that…and now famous young rappers also appear to be caught up in that)… And then there has been research into Satanism, the so-called ‘Illuminati’ and other evil groups in that the power these evil ideas have on popular culture especially these days with all the symbolism shown in VMA shows and whatnot…devil horns, eye-covering ‘one eye symbol’ photos that seem to be everywhere…and the various websites exposing this stuff. Seemingly what began as my research began in the late 60s before I even considered writing these novels is now the norm. Back in the 60s and 70s, it seemed a bit extreme. Yet the most popular bands of that era, and their handlers, may have set those occultic scenarios into motion. I know that because I, too, dabbled into the occult for a short time.

I will say this, however. Without the divine inspiration, my novels would likely have played out differently. The journey of my six-member band, the ‘prodigal band,’ would have ended up on a different course.

Beginning next week this series of reality events and truths that caused me to write what I wrote will be posted, one truth at a time.

And, while fiction is fiction, there is likely not one fiction novel of any genre or kind that has not been inspired by some real event or truth in the life of the author.

As to the picture at the top of this post–“pearls of wisdom,” so to speak.

The Prodigal Band Trilogy Character Snippets: Bryan, the Keyboard-Synthist

This will be the final character snippet. This character is the keyboard-synthist Bryan, known as Bry in the trilogy. Much of the use of this character within The Prodigal Band Trilogy deals with the sexual tension he has with his wife, Mo, whom he felt obliged to marry after he got her pregnant. He is from an atheist household while she is from a Christian one, with her father being an Anglican pastor. He is also from a family of classical musicians; both parents are with a local philharmonic orchestra–dad plays piano and mom plays oboe.

Here is his description, from Chapter One of Battle of the Band:

‘The pot-bellied, biker-esque synthesizer player famed for red hair as wild as the wind, fiery as his brew, bore a downcast of regret.’

In other words, he’s also a biker and is the boss of the band’s road crew (which is mainly bikers). And he loves to drink beer.

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The Prodigal Band Trilogy Character Snippets: Keith, the Bassist

Next up is in The Prodigal Band Trilogy character snippets is Keith, the bassist. As  told  here, he had a steamy sexual relationship with a pop singer while he was also married to a super-model-cosmetics mogul, Jarris, a woman he began dating as a teen and a woman he vowed to protect from her abusive father. He is also described as a “skuz addicted womanizer” in Chapter Four of The Prophesied Band. Skuz is a fictional opioid-cocaine laced designer drug that is used by the band and various other wealthy rockers living in the world of ‘sex, drugs, and rock and roll.’

His physical description? From Chapter One of Battle of the Band: ‘The dark, strapping bass player with bushy black curls and coal-dark eyes walked without his trademark gold chains.’ He is ‘dark’ because his grandmother is from Nigeria, on his mother’s side.

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