Tickled Pink: A Comic Novel

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Press: Brilliance Audio; Abridged edition (November 1, 2001)
Author Name:Rudner, Rita


Mindy Solomon absolutely has to leave Miami. 
Florida is bad for her head and her hair.
She dreams of a dancing career on Broadway and moves to New York, but after a string of failures and mishaps, she realizes that she needs to rethink her grand plan.
Finding herself spending way too much time in the comedy club where her future ex-boyfriend works, she nervously goes up onstage one night.
People laugh.
Not in the places where Mindy thought they would laugh, but hey, it's a start.
Mindy and her best friend Ursula Duran, a man-magnet-model-slash-actress-slash-deeply troubled woman, soon embark on a wild ride that ricochets from New York's West Side Hotel for Women to the comedy circuit, auditions, photo shoots, film premieres, cable TV specials, Hollywood studios, late-night TV talk shows, and beyond.
Surrounded by sleazy agents, sleazier lovers, and Ursula's even sleazier mother, the two find that life writes a few punch lines they weren't expecting...
but through it all, they somehow manage to have the last laugh.

From Booklist

Stand-up comedian Rudner delivers a quirky, amusing, and apparently semi-autobiographical first novel about the trials and tribulations of two young girls trying to make it in show business in 1980. 
Delivered in staccato bursts that are reminiscent of stand-up routines and complete with absurd jokes that will make the reader groan out loud, Rudner's effort culminates in a fairly enjoyable book.
Mindy Solomon, who longs to become a Broadway star, and Ursula Duran, a wanna-be supermodel, meet in New York, where they have set out to become rich and famous.
While Ursula becomes a cover girl, Mindy finds that her niche is in telling jokes to drunken crowds in comedy clubs rather than performing on a Broadway stage.
Eventually, the girls decide to head for Hollywood, where their further initiation into the show-biz life continues.
Rudner is the author of two previous books, the New York Times best-seller Naked Beneath My Clothes (1992), and Rita Rudner's Guide to Men (1994).
Kathleen HughesCopyright © American Library Association.
All rights reserved

--This text refers to the Paperback edition.


Steve Martin On stage Rita Rudner is funny, sharp, and clever. 
On the page, she is funny, sharp, clever...and poignant.Emma Thompson A wonderful, funny book containing a great story and everything that's ever needed to be said about show business.
I had a ball from beginning to end.
It's terrific.Dennis Miller I laughed, I cried, I cried some more, I read Tickled Pink and I laughed.Hugh Laurie Tickled Pink is really two books in one.
The first is the one you laugh at, and the second is the one you laugh at all over again, only crying this time because it's even funnier the second time around.Whoopi Goldberg Once again, Rita Rudner proves there is intelligent life in entertainment, thank goodness!!!

--This text refers to the Paperback edition.

About the Author

Rita Rudner is one of the funniest women in America. 
Her previous book, Naked Beneath My Clothes (1992) was a New York Times bestseller.
This is her first novel.

Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.

From Tickled Pink: North by Northeast  Mindy Solomon harbored a trust issue from an early age. 
"You always have to give people the benefit of the doubt," Mindy's mother used to advise.
"Why?" Mindy would ask.
"Isn't it safer to assume people are going to let you down?" This was a complicated question for a child to ask, but Mindy had always been full of complicated questions: How do families who live in mobile homes get their mail? Where did moths gather before the lightbulb was invented? Why do you never see a baby pigeon? And, most important, how could someone as nice as her mother, who never had a bad word to say about anybody and whom everybody loved, be stricken with a terrible disease? That was a question that defied any answer.
Fish banana.
That's what Mindy's mother would say when things happened that made no sense.
Before her mother's illness, Mindy's biggest concern had been how she would get to ballet class seven times a week.
Mindy adored ballet lessons.
She reveled in the discipline and the fact that there was always something definite to strive for.
One pirouette was achieved, then two.
The methodical progression of physical achievement was both satisfying and tangible to her.
Her mother first brought her to a Russian émigré who had trained with the Kirov.
His studio was located above a fish restaurant in Coral Gables.
alexander mischinoff's school of classical dance and the friendly lobster were both featured on the same sign.
Once, an unattended batch of live lobsters made its way up the stairs to the ballet school.
Little girls can scream, but they scream louder than anyone can imagine when confronted with live lobsters.
Mindy liked to remember the lobsters voluntarily returning to the restaurant, their claws clamped tightly over where their ears should have been.
"You must tuck your tush under so no one will know it's there," Mr.
Mischinoff would say to Mindy while tapping her derrière with his stick, thereby creating a fixation that would remain with her for the rest of her life.
One muggy Miami day in September, Mindy sat calmly in the living room on the sofa and listened for her father's car in the driveway.
Before he had even opened the garage door, Mindy ran out of the house and said in a voice containing none of the emotion a television movie about the subject would demand, "Dad, mom died." "Okay," her father replied.
They opened the door that had remained closed so much of the last year, as if to keep the cancer from metastasizing to other parts of the house, and entered the bedroom.
Neither Mindy nor her father wept.
They stood there quietly for a few minutes, saying final, silent good-byes, then made their way into the kitchen.
Her father picked up the red phone receiver that had never quite matched the café curtains in the way his wife had intended.
He opened the address book and began the task that had to be performed.
"Harriet, Rose passed away." "Miriam, Rose passed away." Mindy watched in silent witness as her remaining parent methodically notified all the people who would be angry if they failed to hear the news directly from him.
Mindy realized the term passed away was much easier on the people left behind.
The word died, with its book-ending consonants, was too final.
Passed away somehow implied the person now lived in another universe.
Mindy, however, was unable to even get to passed away.
She invented her own personal euphemism: floated up.
Mindy preferred to think her mother was hovering above her, perched on a Posturepedic cloud, watching the show.
Mindy was thirteen when her mother floated up.
She had never been a gregarious child, and her maternal predicament had made sustaining friendships even harder.
So much of a child's social calendar is created by reciprocal invitation, and Mindy's mother's long illness had made hosting play days, birthday parties, and sleepovers impossible.
Her mother's death further ostracized Mindy.
Fellow students were sympathetic to her plight -- "There goes poor Mindy" was a refrain she often heard whispered behind her in the school corridors.
However, nobody actively attempted to engage the glum, sallow teenager in a meaningful relationship.
For her part, Mindy felt neither able to experience nor to understand the carefree hysteria enjoyed by her contemporaries.
She was still happiest in ballet school, lost in the individual complexities of new moves that her growing body struggled to master.
It was here Mindy developed her plan: Too young to either consider or fear failure, she would graduate from high school, move to New York City, and become a professional dancer.
She had no doubt she would land a job in a Broadway show.
Other possibilities never occurred to her, like ending up a murder victim, a drug addict, or, even worse, one of those people who bounce around on street corners, wearing a giant hand pointing to the new condominiums.
And so it was, a few years further on, that seventeen-year-old Mindy stood in the foyer of her Florida home, framed by the midpriced luggage she had requested as her high school graduation present, waiting for a dented taxi with questionable suspension to shake her to the airport.
It was the summer of 1980: Ronald Reagan was running for president, Elizabeth Taylor was in rehab, and Sting had hair.
Nobody was on the Internet, the ozone layer was thicker, and the Spice Girls were not yet potty-trained.
It was not an innocent time, but, as with any year, it was more innocent than the times that would follow.
"Why are you going to New York? What have I done? Is it Smila?" her father asked, as beads of sweat serpentined guiltily down his forehead.
"Dad, it's not you, and it's not even Smila." Actually, it was partly Smila.
A mere year after Mindy's mother had died, her father had married a Swedish masseuse.
Hal Solomon, possessing no psychological means by which to deal with his wife's tragic passing, had thought the best course of action for both his motherless child and himself was quite simply to replace one wife with another as swiftly as possible.
Smila had not been difficult to find, Mindy had noticed bitterly, because Jewish widowers in Florida get snapped up faster than free samples of mouthwash at a garlic convention.
Smila possessed cheekbones that could slice salami and toes the length of fingers.
Mindy marveled how, at six feet two inches, Smila could dust the tops of things that average-size women didn't even know were dusty.
Mindy did not begrudge her father whatever happiness he could find.
She realized how much he deserved a new life.
However, his plan had backfired.
Rather than providing Mindy with a replacement mother, his marriage caused Mindy to feel even more disconnected.
When Mindy was sixteen her father and Smila unexpectedly produced a baby daughter who had a name that no one could pronounce, and now the three of them were a new family unit.
Mindy felt it was time for her, part of her father's old life that had ended badly, to vacate the building.
"I have to go.
There's nothing for me to do here," explained Mindy.
"You could go to college.
That's why Grandpa left you that money." "That's not what he said to me before he died." "What did he say?" "He asked me if he was in Canada." "He was senile.
I know he wanted you to go to college.
He wanted you to get a teaching degree so you'd have something to fall back on." "Well, all he said to me was that he felt there was a possibility he might be in Canada.
I took it to mean 'Go to New York, be a dancer, and once in a while, face north.'" It was a family trait to be glib in serious situations.
Mindy remembered her mother, bald from chemotherapy, referring to her wig as a fur coat for her head.
And in those final weeks, when Rose was too weak to watch television or to read, she had still managed to teach the family parrot, Rover, to moo.
Years later, when asked to supply her religious upbringing, Mindy often told people she was "Glibbish." The cabdriver honked outside.
Mindy hugged her dad tightly and her stepmother loosely.
The baby, Vendetta or whatever it was called, cried in the background.
Mindy took one last look at the living room.
There was the expensive covered candy dish she had knocked over when she was three that became an ashtray in a house where nobody smoked.
Nearby was the beige armchair with the cushion that must never be turned over because of the "barbecue sauce incident." And there on the wall was the too-perfectly-skin-toned family portrait of the happy three of them, precancer.
The old furniture her mother had chosen was grouped into one corner of the room to make way for Smila's new modern sectional pieces.
Mindy expected the old stuff would soon make its way to the garage, after which the Swedish masseuse would probably set fire to it.
Picking up her suitcase, containing mostly leotards and tights, and her shoulder bag, containing her grandfather's five thousand dollars and a tiny pink rose her mother had once made for her out of satin ribbon, Mindy made her way toward the front door.
Her father followed closely.
"You can come home whenever you want to -- you can change your mind -- please be careful -- call me when you get to the hotel." He ran his sentences together to make sure he got everything in before Mindy closed the brutalized taxi door.
As the vehicle pulled away, Mindy lowered her head, hoping the driver was unable to see her crying in the backseat.
Copyright © 2001 by Rita Rudner

--This text refers to the Paperback edition.

From AudioFile

Mindy Solomon has arrived in New York City ready to launch her dancing career when she meets her new best friend, Ursula Duran, who becomes a famous fashion model/actress. 
When Mindy injures herself and can no longer dance, she turns to her next best talent, comedy, at which point her career takes off as the laughter begins.
Mindy's personality is warm and witty as she tries to see the humorous side in every situation, including the senior citizen SRO she is living in.
Rita Rudner brings her creations to life with a high, sharp voice and quick narrative.
However, her words fade into inaudibility when she gets excited, and unnecessary vulgar language is sprinkled liberally throughout the book.
Overall, Rudner keeps the listener entertained as the women blossom in their careers and lives.
© AudioFile 2002, Portland, Maine-- Copyright © AudioFile, Portland, Maine

--This text refers to the Paperback edition.


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  •     The book came in in great shape and she is such a funny lady
  •     I should note that I was not more than passingly familiar with Rudner's work before I read this book (which I received as a gift). I assume that Rudner fans will likely get even more out of it than I did.Tickled Pink tells the story of a young dancer who makes her way to New York from Florida only to find that comedy is her true calling. It follows her and her best friend Ursula (an aspiring model/actress) as they climb the path to fame and happiness.While the book often reads like a semi-autobiographical first novel-- too flat in places, too sweet in others-- it has more heart than you generally find from this kind of work from a performer. It kept me engaged and reading, and even provided some interesting insights into the world of comedy clubs in the 1980s. Nobody is going to accuse it of being a great work of literature, but it really isn't bad.All in all, I would give it three-and-a-half stars. I enjoyed it more than expected to and you may as well. It makes me a little bit sorry that we opted to see Tom Jones rather than Rudner during our recent trip to Vegas.
  •     "Tickled Pink: A Comic Novel" by Rita Rudner deals with two friends, Mindy and Ursula who both aimed to make it big in New York. Mindy was aspiring to be a dancer in Broadway while Ursule hoped to be popular as a model. As both came from a difficult family background, they needed each other and considered each other as family. Soon, Ursula became a famous model while Mindy, who was injured in an accident and could never dance again sought a new career - as a comedian. As Ursula became more popular, Mindy's situation stayed the same as she was still waiting for her big break. Unfortunately for them, something happened (don't want to reveal everything here) that broke their relationship and soon they were on their own.I really enjoy reading this book. I have no idea who Rita Rudner was... received this book as a gift. There are plenty of laugh out loud moments but I feel that this book is more than just that. Rudner deals with issues as such friendship, family and forgiveness. The characters are wonderfully developed... you feel as though you really know Mindy and Ursula. In addition, it gives me insights into the world of stand up comedians and the things that they have to overcome in order to be successful. I highly recommend this book to anyone who wants a relaxing read.
  •     I love Rita Rudner and I love this book!
  •     I ordered the cassette version of Tickled Pink, because I have a (older) car that still has a cassette! It came, by mail fast and in perfect shape. Thanks!
  •     I like Rita Rudner's humor, but it doesn't seem to translate well to fiction. Or maybe just not this piece of fiction.
  •     I had long admired RR as a comedian and was fortunate to see her show live in Las Vegas last year, where she was gracious afterward to meet fans and sign a newer book.
  •     This book details the friendship of Mindy Solomon and Ursela Duran.They met eachother in a boarding house in NYC in 1981 and quickly became very close.
  •     I found this book in South Bend, Indiana of all places - on a shelf in the hotel restaurant.I swiped it, meaning to read it and put it back before flying home.
  •     I really loved this book. I had to read it through in one day because I couldn't put it down. Mindy, the protagonist, is such a very real person. I completely related to her. I was expecting a laugh-out-loud book, but what I got was a very touching story of an up-and-coming comedian, and the obstacles and joys along the way with friends and family. If you love Rita, then read this book; you won't be disappointed.
  •     I normally love listening to Rita Rudner. Right now I have one of her tapes in my car (ok - I know - but I do have the capability to listen to cds and watch dvds, too).
  •     Rita's writing is delightful. Her descriptive abilities positively contributed to the tail. Her words added to the lively story.
  •     I have always loved the humor of Rita Rudner, so it's no surprise that she would write a fantastic book like, "Tickled Pink" that is, at times, downright hilarious, just based upon her characterizations. With the backdrop of solid comedy, wonderful pacing and clever plot development this book is a MUST for those who love humor in their reading. I know, it's trite, but I didn't want it to end. I felt like Rita was telling the story to me over a double latte and I hope she makes a lot of money on this one!
  •     On the cover of this book, between the title and the author's name, it says "A Comic Novel". True, its written by a very successful and funny comedienne but there's so much more to it than that.This is the type of book that you find yourself thinking about long after the last page is turned. For instance, you wonder why she put "A Comic Novel" on the cover and why this particular title for the book.There are many different degrees to this novel - it IS comical but its also very serious - about show business, about how hard it is to get started but mostly about friends and relationships and what happens to them when life happens.As Mindy's mother would say, "Fish banana". (Don't worry, the explanation is in the book).It's funny, intriguing and very, very readable.
  •     What's not to like? Rita Rudner is funny and generous and warm, altogether engaging. I caught her act in Las Vegas last year and she is freakin' adorable. (And hot. That's right, I said it so there.) AND a snazzy dresser. Rita delivers her signature zingers in spades, and the reader gets a good overview of what it must be like to come up through the ranks in the comedy circuit. But you know what makes this book so good, so appealing? It's the voices Rita gives her characters. Each one is distinct and resonant, so gravid with character is seems to carry the entire life of the speaker in it. A writer must be very tuned into people to do that, which explains why Rita is able to make her comedy relevant and liberating to the audience, and why the audience seems to like her at once. Rita, if you ever read this, please note that three stars is a lot for me; four stars means a book changed my life and five stars means the book changes my life and the author comes over to paint my house. Mozel Tov girly-girl, the book is sweet and low-down.
  •     I enjoyed this book thoroughly very real and humorous , never a dull moment . I definitely had some laugh aloud moments and also serious ones .

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