Oh boy, this battle of the sexes stewed in the crock pot between my ears for five years before I finally smelled the wafting joy of a deliciously complete story. I had most of it quickly, within the first year, but ended up flying back and forth to Cabo for a couple weeks four years in a row, trying to figure out how to turn a good premise into episodic hilarity. Lucas is not a long novella but it sure is a lot of fun.
I must see a story and its characters from start to finish before immersing in their imaginary world to report the news. Lucas Goes to Cabo’s five-year simmer I saw as a “battle of the sexes” ensemble comedy. The trick was painting pictures with words funny enough to make readers laugh out loud. This collection of intrinsically unique people—four men versus four women—I absolutely love. Each does his or her job brilliantly.
The men head off to Cabo with celebratory expectations of a male bonding trip with limitless possibilities. Their partners back home, each of whom views their man as an unfinished clod of disappointing ineptitude, arrange to lead the men into an itinerary that is radically different than the men’s expected playland of debauchery.
Whether you have been to Cabo San Lucas, Mexico or only heard of it, Lucas Goes to Cabo escorts you to the famed southern tip of Baja Sur and its colorful world of sun, sea, tequila, and men screwing around like boys with toys. The guys show up anxious to play, the women have made other plans, and when those two collide…there is nonstop laughter reading what ensues.
I hope you have as much fun reading Lucas Goes to Cabo as I did writing it. I think it will make a wonderful film.