tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79423862011-07-08T06:38:31.025-07:00I be a good righter.BooMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11792862068316433974noreply@blogger.comBlogger1241100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942386.post-47292219867333967142010-07-01T14:38:00.000-07:002010-07-01T14:51:48.587-07:00

Okay, I've made a couple of attempts to make this post about TV writing when really I want to talk about music, there is no logical segue, it seems so...Jumping right in, I've been into punk my whole life. Have enjoyed a life-long crush on Ian Mackaye. Found Bob Mould to be a lyrical lyricist, I probably quote him a little too much in my Facebook status updates. And, "This Band Could Be Your

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I hate Matt Nix. That fucker keeps creating the shows I want to be creating. The pilots I should be writing. I just never realize this until after he writes them. Asshole.Okay. I would totally settle for writing for them. And by "settle for writing," I mean I would, "kill small children and puppies and rainbows to scrape shit off the writers' shoes -- whenever needed."The jerk even

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Wow. It's kinda dead around here. Kinda my fault, huh? Well, I didn't really have much to talk about. Not that I do now. But I missed you. My four readers. I have no idea if you're even still out there! I mean, I'd think about you from time to time and the things I'd like to talk with you about. Like, HUMAN TARGET, which I loved. And the LOST finale, which I hated. And everything in

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So, I'm out getting lunch for the writers. Nine times out of 10, restaurants will be running behind on my order. It's usually a biggish order, since some people like to piggy back on our order (THEM: "OOOOOH! You're going to that place? I love that place! Since you're going there already, could I just..." ME: "Sigh. Sure."). So, I make sure to tell the restaurants I'm going to get there

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Right. Okay. So, I'm pretty tired today. You know why? Some fucking production down the street was noisy as hell last night and woke me up WELL before my alarm was due to go off.I sat there in bed, listening to the trucks and the gennies and the fucking assholes outside yelling about the trucks and the gennies and where to park and...And it's hot outside these days. And I have no AC, so I

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So. The Anonymous Production Assistant has thrown down the gauntlet. He's telling all you folks not to read my blog. He keeps telling you this. And you keep ignoring him. Good on you, mates. Because, seriously, it's totally clear this is his way of pulling on my pigtails. And I'm not going to sink to his level. Instead, I'm going to cry and go tell the teacher.In other news, I'm catching

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Okay. So, I do a coffee run every morning. It's very involved, loads of coffees to get. And I've developed mad skillz surrounding this simple-seeming task. I've been known to do a three tier tray run (which means that all the people who I walk by like to say random things like, "Hey! What time is it?" They think it's hilarious, until I transfer the three tiers to one hand and give them the

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So.Where were we?Oh. That's right. The complete suckage that has been 2009. The (soon-to-be-ex) Hubby acts like a prick, suggests divorce as an option, I freak. A week later, I get a panicked email from my (now) boss. He needs me to start immediately. As in, the day he's sending the email. I just can't start that day. I'm in bed. Recovering. I don't think I can ever get out of bed

BooMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11792862068316433974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942386.post-36558493869466821902009-07-28T21:01:00.001-07:002010-06-23T22:18:47.250-07:00

Hard. In the ass.The tally is:Gained: One job.Lost to death: One grandfather, one best friend from high school, one incredible teacher from high school.Lost in general: One husband to insanity, friends, my mind.Medical conditions: Sprained my ankle, Uncle had stroke, aunt has brain tumor, as does sister. The latter less serious than the former.Car accidents: One.It's been a rough fucking year

BooMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11792862068316433974noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942386.post-46898853803165236912009-02-03T22:47:00.001-08:002009-02-03T22:52:24.137-08:00

So, uh, today I met this woman. She seemed very nice. We got to my name, which is a popular Indian name. And as so many people do upon hearing it, she asked its origins.ME: It's Indian. I'm half-Indian.She kind of looked at me strangely. Usually people do when I explain that. As mentioned before, I just don't look it. Apparently that's not why she was looking at me strangely.HER: Then

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So, for the past two years I've been working on a pilot called DEATH OF A SMALL TOWN. It takes place in Minnesota. You'll be able to see it on the small screen next Fall on ABC. Except, the show you'll see on ABC isn't mine. It just happens to be a very similar premise in the exact same location.There's this great part of DEATH, which isn't in HAPPY TOWN, about some freaky folks who are

BooMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11792862068316433974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942386.post-18137445203897007222009-01-26T12:05:00.000-08:002009-01-26T12:16:56.781-08:00

There've been a lot of developments in my internship. Like the phone call where I was told I couldn't do it. That sucked. Turns out that I couldn't do it because I'm not a student. And California Law doesn't allow slavery, I mean, unpaid servitude. I mean, unpaid internships... unless you're a student.Being a thinker, I called up UCLA, where I take a lot of classes. And got myself enrolled

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Because I had to be somewhere at 9:30 PST, I listened to the swearing in of President Barack Obama in my car. I'll admit that, because I'm a big baby, I pulled over at one point because I had some things in my eyes. They're called tears.That didn't last long because of the commentary. Look, I get that the commentators are paid by the word. Or something. But seriously guys, think before you

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Third installment. This one's going to be weird, because I've only seen the episode once. And that was when it was rerun on TNT, back when I was writing a LAW & ORDER spec. So, 2002 - ish. During that time, I watched the show three times a day -- or, you know, every time it aired. Which means that most of the plot has vanished into a weird amalgamation of a million L&O plotlines. Yet, it

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It was a loooooooooooooooooooong day yesterday. Between work work and my work and posting and surfing the 'nets and emailing and work work it was just... long.And then, it was a long drive home. But, I finally got here. And, as I do every night, I get back on the computer. Last night was a little different. I was a little bleary-eyed as I was checking my email. There was this weird one that

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Instead of murdering eleven pages of my most precious darlings, here is installment two of the long-winded unnamed series about, uh, episodes that changed my writing life.BATTLESTAR GALACTICA "Downloaded"Written by David Weddle and Bradley ThompsonI was very late to the BSG fandomery. Hungover in Ireland (a national pastime, I believe), I had little left to watch. But we had downloaded the

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I've been thinking a lot about the shows that have inspired me. Sure there are overall series that are incredible. But, when speccing something, I always try to emulate a little of what I've learned from specific episodes that have made me pause and question my own ability when in the face of such brilliance. MIRACLES -- "The Friendly Skies" Written by David Greenwalt, Richard Hatem, Chris

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Recently, on Facebook, I've been friended by folks I haven't seen in years. Decades. This Age of Teh Internets is all kinds of stalker-y. The reality is, it's pretty great (with the odd defriending thrown in once in a while).Anyway, in all of this reacquainting, I find I'm telling my story over and over. And seriously, if you're not in the business, how do you tell someone you've been trying

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I was up really late last night. And then when I finally fell asleep, I only slept for a couple of hours. There are some choices to be made here. I started on one path. I mean, I decided I wanted to be a TV Writer and then, lo, I was speccing a show. It was a piece of shit spec. And I think I knew it. I told myself that I'd only continue writing if I got some sort of sign after writing the

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I have no idea why, but I have a Feast-or-Famine relationship with certain shows. It usually seems to be the cable shows. It could be because I see how good they are and that highlights how good I have to strive to be. OR...It could be that, sometimes, they're so good and thought-provoking that they're kind of like going out to a posh dinner where you've got all of these strange creations on

BooMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11792862068316433974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942386.post-16924201713840456102008-12-12T11:53:00.000-08:002008-12-12T14:01:55.785-08:00

Thanksgiving just ended, or at least, it seems like it did. That was hella work. Cooking, cleaning, family, children, me gouging out my eyes and the inevitable last-minute family vacation to the desert, where everyone was tired/drunk/vomiting (from the crappy Salmonella filled food served at the hotel -- and we ate there twice).Then I started up back at work. Something I don't really talk

BooMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11792862068316433974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942386.post-65739588701858418922008-12-09T20:45:00.000-08:002008-12-09T20:50:50.911-08:00

Minute eight of "The Home Coming Job" has the Vikings' crazy good RB, Adrian Petersen, running the ball for about nine million yards (which is short for him). This single two-second moment has made me a life-long fan of the show.Well, it's a bonus that it rocks, too.My favorite show ever is HU$TLE. EVER. That and MIRACLES. But, I love me some heistiness. I was trés worried about LEVERAGE. I

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Randomness:I wish November sweeps were really December sweeps. I'm home all the time in December, ready to cozy up to a fire, to drink some hot cocoa and watch some TV. So, you know, it would seem December would be the perfect time to air new episodes of shows. But they don't.So, I'm left with leftovers on my TiVo. The shows I'm not all that into, but feel some sort of obligation to have been

BooMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11792862068316433974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942386.post-30340650017024016272008-11-18T08:05:00.001-08:002008-11-18T08:13:18.976-08:00

Okay. So that last long post inspired a couple of people to ask me to partner up. And, being one who never says no, I've done so. One project is top secret. I'm not even telling my bestest friends about it or about who it is. Another project is not-so top secret, we're working on a spec TERMINATOR: THE SARAH CONNOR CHRONICLES. It's HIGHLY enjoyable.As usual, I've gotten tips from the

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MY OWN WORST ENEMY had a slightly worser enemy: The network. LIPSTICK JUNGLE appears to be following Hottie McHottie Slater down the cancelled well.I really do want my friends to be employed. And I want people I know to be employed. And I want former teachers to be employed. And all of these people are on ELEVENTH HOUR. So, I don't understand how that's still on but MY OWN WORST ENEMY isn't

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Have you?Psst: Pass it on.

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My mom loves my latest script! You guys know how worried I was.

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I've been lamenting for months that I've been incredibly busy. I've barely seen my friends. I've not seen many movies. I've not really done much except for writing my scripts and volunteering for various events and interning. So, it's not like I'm making moneez. I'm just working my ass off for, apparently, nothing.And now it's over. The major event I was helping out with was this past

BooMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11792862068316433974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942386.post-31714646048354904302008-10-14T09:08:00.001-07:002008-10-14T17:23:14.835-07:00

I read none of the pilots last Spring. I have, for the most part, heard nothing about the pilots -- except for the fact that I know some folks on a bunch of them. But, I don't know what the pilots are about, I don't know who wrote them, I know (essentially) nothing more than what the marketing departments have told me. It's somewhat refreshing.But now... now I've seen 'em -- well, whatever's

BooMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11792862068316433974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942386.post-90716456781560306532008-10-10T10:08:00.000-07:002008-10-10T10:25:48.861-07:00

I've dusted my desk, even though I've been writing from the sofa. I get all cramped and achy when I do that, so I really should switch back to writing at my desk. Especially when I've got so much writing to do today. My external keyboard was really dirty and dusty, so I really needed to clean that. Key by key. Because I have a lot of writing to do today.I'm just not feeling very zen in here.

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But, I've been busy. Creating the latest in emoticons. Today, for your viewing pleasure, I unveil my latest creation:The PalinIcons:The I'LL HAVE TO GET BACK TO YOU ON THAT ONE!:;0For when you can't come up with an answer.The YOU BETCHA!:;)For when you want to reach all those Hockey Moms and Joe six-packs.The AMERICAN LIKE YOU AND ME!:;(For when you're debating terrorists.

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I was insanely drunk yesterday. It's my one day of drinking binge of the year. It happened a little later than normal, but then, it took this long for the Vikings to win.For some reason when I drink I can't sleep very well. And for some reason last night I was overly stressed out despite the gallons of alcohol coursing through my veins. And for some reason, the first time I woke up, I thought

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Guys. Use spell check. Please. I'm sick of reading your version of English."Oh, god, I’ve totally miss read this." Okay, so spell-check ain't gonna find that one. Here's, from just one BEAT SHEET that an acquaintance sent me for notes. The document is two pages long:"coolaide""auditiorium""prioirities""assistantant""cmpuas""dispurses""fifthe grade""pokice""roberry""trhough""thisis" (thesis)

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I once wrote a short story. I'm not all that into the short story writing world, mind you. I only did it because it was shorter than writing a feature for the original portion of the CBS Mentorship application. I ended up semi-finalist that year, they loved the short story apparently.In this short story, I have a guy who bets the house (literally) on Aaron Rodgers as first round draft pick. I

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Well, Kira tagged me with my own fucking meme. This was a twist I totally did not see coming. Damn her eyes. Okay, here goes:The short version:I didn't know I *could* write for TV. Final Draft was invented. And 60 pages is a lot shorter than 120.Long version:I wrote my first spec when I was nine. But I didn't know I was writing a spec. And I didn't actually write it. I just figured out

BooMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11792862068316433974noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942386.post-86969266973925217362008-08-28T09:23:00.000-07:002008-08-28T10:35:51.320-07:00

When I began my quest for this holy grail, people were still of the mind that it was an idiot box. That features were the only things worth doing. Now it seems like everyone wants to be a TV writer. It got me thinking: Why?There are the really boring answers like: normal-ish hours, not a lot of traveling, great money, seems slightly more stable than features... I don't really care about that.

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Okay, I'm pretty up to date with all of my summer watching. BURN NOTICE - check! THE CLOSER - check! PSYCH - check! I've even added some shows, like, IN PLAIN SIGHT. Is it just me or does everything have a sheen of suckage about it? Stories, this summer, seem half-assed. Dialogue reads like it could have been written by me. Various plots also could have been written by me. If it were just one

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Guys. Always be prepared. FOR SERIOUS. Because this is what happens when you're not:I've got a pilot that I bitched about a while back. I loved the concept and the characters so I did a page one rewrite so I could also love the mystery behind it. Now I love the mystery but I don't really love the characters. It's been sitting on my computer as I suffered through my DEXTER of extreme badness

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I know everyone. I mean, like, everyone. People are agog at my knowing people. Like, I'm on this committee. We have these events. And every time we meet to discuss who to invite to these events, I know everyone on every show. And everyone knows that I know everyone and no one understands why I haven't gotten a job from knowing folks.Lemme back up a second here: It's been a while since the

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So, you know, I thought I'd let you know straight off that I'm a horrid pitcherer. I hate it. I get a thin line of sweat on my upper lip as well as my brow-line. I get that horrible head-bobble. I ramble. I find tangents... It's just awful. And the worst part? I've only had a couple of professional pitches. Most of my pitching is done in a classroom, in a safe setting. And yet? It

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Okay, so by now you all know I've quit smoking. You all know that I holed up for weeks with only my knitting and my NCIS. Right?The other day I was at Ralph's and saw one of the actresses from NCIS. The cool one. Pauley Perrette. Both my hubby and I saw her at the same time. As we're walking to the check out line, we jokingly discuss telling her about the quitting smoking, etc. And then,

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Did you guys know the upfronts were happening right now? I didn't. This is what bliss feels like. Well, not really, because I don't think that bliss involves a nicotine patch and seven pounds worth of weight gain. But, it's close.I'm still not writing (well, I've done 19 very, very bad pages on my DEXTER). I've not been keeping up with the pilot news. I still have no clue what any of the

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I haven't posted in a while. I'm completely out of the loop given the time of year. I recognize that it's staffing season, and I should be stressed to all hell, emailing agent wondering why I'm not getting meetings, losing sleep, and generally being miserable. But, I'm not.Well, I'm not miserable because of the above. I'm miserable because I've spent the past nine days not smoking. Prior to

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God. Can it get any more depressing out here? Between John Roger's post and Kay Reindl's post, I'm about ready to slit me wrists. Don't worry, I'd do it fashionably, probably slicing squiggles or something. But still...Someone some where talked about (I think it was Kay again) how you never know who's going to help you, and usually the person you think it's going to be -- it isn't. And the

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So, I've got this talent. It's not one of many. It's one of one. And that talent is... reading other people's scripts and finding what works and what doesn't. I have, after all, been reading scripts a lot longer than I've been writing them. This talent fails me in one major arena. My own work.Somehow I am able to gloss over glaring inconsistencies, poor dialogue, and major plot holes. I'm

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I can't really speak to many of the mid-season replacements. Have yet to watch CASHMERE MAFIA, have yet to get past more than five minutes of LIPSTICK JUNGLE.What I have watched is:SARAH CONNOR CHRONICLESGenius. I want to hire hookers in sweat pants for Josh Friedman. Not sure how his wife would like that, so I'd like to hire some male hookers for her. And loads of donuts and cake and

BooMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11792862068316433974noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942386.post-28485298872741016962008-03-16T14:21:00.000-07:002008-03-16T14:42:34.774-07:00

I'm working on this pilot. I've mentioned it before. I'm rewriting it in a, well, "rewrite" class. But, it's not as simple a rewrite as I'd thought it would be. When I signed up for the course, I figured, at the most, I'd have to change the mystery. All the other elements, in my mind, were cemented.I was wrong.This is a complete reimagining of the script. Of the idea. Of everything I'd

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... is the one I'm about to write.How amusing it is to me that my last post was all about procrastinating. That day, yes, I went to play poker -- did quite well, too. After that it's been a mad dash of work and vacay.We went to Minnesota for a looooong weekend (brrrr!). I started the trip off with a bang, wrote the entire way there. Made HUGE progress on the pilot I've been rewriting.

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I'm really mastering this procrastination thing. This feeling of "why didn't I do this already?" is turning into an insecurity blanket. Three months on the line, I never found time to write. I'd love to say it was in solidarity with the writers. It wasn't. It got to the point that I had to sign up for a class because I needed the deadlines, and the group wasn't meeting much over the

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I think it is. A lot of people seem to think it. Oh, there are the odd few who will vote "no," and in some ways I think they're right to do so. Then there's the majority who will probably vote "yes," and in many ways I think they're right to do so. It's not up to me to dissect the deal. There are many more smarterer folks who will. But as a non-Guild member, I don't get a vote; so I'm going

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Hey all,The Guild's having their big picket o' the week on Thursday, at Disney. So get prepared for SPOOKY WEDNESDAY!Here's the text again:As you all know by now: Writers of various genres join us each week, making themselves available to discuss story, structure and everything in between to aspiring writers. All you have to do is come out and pick up a sign!Warning: This Teaching Thursday

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As you all know by now: Writers of various genres join us each Thursday, making themselves available to discuss story, structure and everything in between to aspirings. All you have to do is come out and pick up a sign. For our second Teaching Thursday hilarity will ensue! It's MULTI-CAMERA COMEDY DAY! Not sure how to write for geeks when you're tragically hip? The cool kids from "The Big

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Gate 2 at Warner Bros brings you:TEACHING THURSDAYS!Where writers of various genres would join us on Thursdays, making themselves available to discuss story, structure and everything in between to aspirings if the aspirings would be willing to come out and pick up a sign. For our inaugural Teaching Thursday we thought the best way to kick it off would be with blood, guts and glory! Yes, it's

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So, some writers interrupted the Carson Daly show. Including the writers, it must have been the best attended show of its life. Other than that, I find it highly hilarious.Breakdown:Monday was Star Trek day at Paramount. It was pretty amazing. Very cool. And extremely geeky. Which is, you know, awesome. Also, George Takei nearly pushed a friend of mine into the street (accidentally, of course). I

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So. There were a couple of events happening on Friday. There was the Reality Rally in the Valley and the fans' picket at FOX. FOX is near me, a bunch of my friends were going to be there, and the other one had neither of these things going for it. Please don't get me wrong, I'm still not watching AMERICA'S NEXT TOP MODEL (and who's that REALLY hurting?) since the last Reality unionization fiasco.

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The days are bleeding together at this point. Though, you'd think with this week's drama at Warner, it wouldn't. There was the day so and so turned up. Another so and so and this so and so have been fighting inside the blogosphere. It came to a very anti-climactic head -- further proving that a lot of people's bluster on the internets is just that. Bluster.What's nice is that, after a week on

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Whew. Has it been ten (er, I'm an idiot, it's been twelve(!!!)) days already? Between the assistants' picket, poker (I'm still down from my original fund, but considerably less so, thanks to slow playing quad queens in a cash game -- sorry Kimchee, I know you hated that play), Thanksgiving and the Bahamas -- I'm fucking exhausted.Let's start from the beginning: Assistants' picket was a HUGE

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No post on Thursday. Too tired. Basically, Thursday consisted of me jumping up and down at FOX. Whoring for honks. BJs were extra -- of course. Is it completely sad that I'm still sore from hours of jumping? Thankfully, a woman from the make-up department at HOUSE brought donuts, to offset any weight that might have been lost from my actually exerting myself. No maple-y goodness, though! I guess

BooMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11792862068316433974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942386.post-61505320032470531932007-11-14T17:26:00.000-08:002007-11-14T17:59:14.510-08:00

... yells the man in the black pick-up truck. At 6:30 ayem.A woman in a BMW nearly drove into the entire line of picketers. She mouthed the words, "I'm late for work," as she inched closer and closer to us. Pushing her way through.To the FOX employees: I ain't impressed. At all.I've been at FOX all week -- took yesterday off from the Blog, in solidarity with all the other bloggers -- did it help

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So, yeah. I had to double-check that last post. I'd been awake for half an hour when I posted, but, you know, it was still five fucking ayem. The skies were dark. The cats cast baleful glares at self and Hubby. Then begged for food.There used to be a day, a long time ago, when I was a college student. During that time, I served two years in the Starbucks penitentiary. My cell opened at 6 ayem.

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Guys,I received this. It was a comment. But, I believe it deserves its own post. Hopefully the author won't mind, but I changed "ordinary fans" to "extraordinary fans" because that's what you are! No ordinary about it!To The Writers:We EXTRAordinary TV fans are getting behind all y'all who are writing.We fans want you writers to know that we’ve got your backs. Obviously it’s a little easier for

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Many people have emailed me asking what they can do to show their support if they're not in the WGA.There has been an incredible showing between feature writers (Not A Word) and TV writers (Pencils Down). It's time for the fans to step up:There are, in my opinion, only two petitions you should sign (please tell everyone you've ever met about them):In support of the writers of the WGA -- 1.In

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The troops were rallied. There will be footage and pics and details all over this place called... shit. What's it called, again? It's like it's on the tip of my tongue... one of those newfangled inventions the kids use all the time. Oh yeah.THE INTERNET.So, I'm just going to stick to the basics, giving props, etc.Again, I'm amazed at everyone's solidarity. Seen: CAA handing out churros! UTA

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Guys. My role has been defined on the line. I'm one of the cheer captains when people are flagging. There are many cheer captains, which is totally awesome! We're loud, we're proud, we got good timing -- I really, no I really, I really can't stop rhyming!Here's the thing. The cheerleader in me has bled into this blog. HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY! THE WRITERS ARE SO FUCKING STRONG! And, the writers are --

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A lot of people are asking what they can do. I know folks is broke, so feeding thousands of hungry writers isn't really an option for you. If you've got time to spare, simply swinging by and picking up a sign is not only enough, but one hundred percent welcomed and encouraged.If you're out of the area, you know what? I'm just gonna be a bitch and say it: Don't watch TV tonight, instead, whatever

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SAG sent us pizza! SAG FUCKING ROCKS!My lord we were hungry. But none of us wanted to leave the line. What a great showing today, as predicted, better than yesterday -- no way it'll top tomorrow, though! We got props! And I don't mean the honking (which is fucking fucking awesome!)!Seen: Many a writer is also apparently a drummer. We gotz the mad drumming skillz. Especially one co-creator. Seen:

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(posted by BooM's husband)And you'd like to support the writers, feel free to bring coffee or sandwiches to any of the picket locations. We're at gate 4A at Warner Brothers :) Your support and honking is appreciated.

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We were stronger today than yesterday but not as strong as tomorrow. My lord we had a fuck of a lot of fun. It's just going to continue. The fun, I mean. Cuz we're bringing it. And we'll keep doing so. Until Counter & Co cave.Seen: friends, new friends, showrunners, emmy ® winning writers, Oscar® Nommed writers, and genius Harlan Ellison -- the only man fired from Disney quicker than I. Damn his

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Been on the line. Exhausted. Exhilarated. Inspired. Amazed.Seen: A twelve year old SAG kid, with a homemade sign. He woke up with the answer to the writers' woes: He wants to pay eight more cents per DVD, so that he can get this mess resolved. He stood out there, with all of us. His mom in the background, proud as can be. Hell, I was fucking proud of him.Seen: Showrunners, members of NegCom,

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One day, your script will win that contest. Or, it will resonate with an agent who will turn around and sell it for mid-six figures. It will launch your career. You'll move from Mississippi, or Ventura. You'll have dozens of meetings. You'll write a couple more things. It'll be great. Maybe this isn't how you'll get here. Maybe it's another route. The journey itself doesn't matter. What matters

BooMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11792862068316433974noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7942386.post-4703584013515242012007-11-03T14:54:00.000-07:002007-11-03T15:09:21.906-07:00

The main difference, imo, between the strike of yesteryear and the strike of today? The internets. People are going to be way more informed this time around. That includes the other side. So, when people are being vocal (which they should be) about the strike, imo (again), I truly believe they should bust out Ye Olde Poker Face.Don't act worried on your websites -- save your concerns for

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Every single blog, news article, person I run into is talking about the strike. I don't really believe that I have much to add to a population of persons who are way more eloquent than I.So, I'd like to take this opportunity to be a bitch. Because, really, I use every opportunity given me.Here's the thing. Way back when, I decided I wanted to be a TV writer, except I was living in the UK. Sure, I

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But...I'm not.Variety Sez: "Joss Whedon is heading back to TV-- along with his "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" and "Angel" ingenue, Eliza Dushku. Dushku will star in the Whedon-penned series "Dollhouse," which has been given a seven-episode order by Fox. News came as an extra-big Halloween treat for Whedon fans, considered some of the most passionate in all of TV.Produced by 20th Century Fox TV -- the

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I'm about halfway through this week's REAPER and I think I've figured out what bothers me about this show that I should absolutely love: Things just happen to Sam and he doesn't really do anything about it -- he's kind of a flaccid character. Sure there are funny moments, there are even believeable moments -- true moments where I feel bad for this situation that he's been thrust into. The thing

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Would anyone have batted an eye if Dumbledore was heterosexual? It's a sad world we live in.

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CBS saves my TiVo by canceling VIVA LAUGHLIN!That sound you hear? It's me pressing "delete..."

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So, things have kind of changed in the past couple of weeks. Just look:CHUCKI really like you. I think you're sweet, your characters are broadening, changing, evolving. The storylines are still kind of like a bad 70's show. And sometimes the acting matches that. But, for the most part, you've grown on me. Like a spore.REAPERSigh. This show makes me sad. I love me some Tara and Michele. I love me

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Okay. So, people all over the blogosphere have weighed in on the pilots. I usually prefer to reserve judgment until after the second episode. Sometimes even the third. In some cases, since I'm writing this post mid-week, I can't help but comment only on the pilot. Mainly because I'm not known for my patience...In completely random order (except REAPER):REAPERBack in March or so, my agent sent

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I think it's time we had a little chat. About where our relationship is going. I don't want to turn this into a major deal or anything, but I have to say I'm pissed. I know you're seeing other people. This is fine, we weren't exclusive. But, I know some of the people you're seeing. It's one thing if it's the talented Kira. I can totally see what you see in her. She's awesome. It's another thing

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And I just can't hide it. I know I know I know...Ugh. Stop.But seriously. I really am excited.Here's the thing. I've written about networking before, and its importance to our careers. Thus far, networking hasn't worked for me, as people keep passing on my scripts. Maybe I suck as a writer. Dunno. What I do know is that I've been working one particular relationship pretty hard. Not because he can

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A couple of years ago, I took a course on creating comedic characters. It was a really fun class, more so in the first weeks than in the latter. But, that was because the first weeks had Bill, a guy who'd say completely insane things. Like, after reading a few pages of a classmate's script about two sisters (both of whom, I believe, were married and straight) he asked: "Which one's the lesbian?"

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I'm an idiot.I finished my last script, it was hard, intense, and I'm glad to be done with it. I'm fairly pleased with the outcome, but it took a lot out of me. So, I decided I wanted to write something fun and quirky. I made a list of all the fun and quirky shows I could think of... it was a short list. I shortened it further and chose my next spec. I had no idea what I would do for that spec.

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You've got your trusty agent. You probably got them from a contest win or a stellar script with a high recommendation from one of your contacts. You're really hoping to get on staff. But, it doesn't happen. Because the established shows all promote from within and the pilots tend to hire higher-level writers (with some exceptions, of course). Some people, like me, try to get a job as an assistant

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I'm at WB having lunch with my friend. I go, afterward, to coffee with another friend. Sort of killing two birds, type thing. My first friend, earlier, had pointed a Big-Time Writer. Like, HUGE. Ginormous. I was dying. Way better than our earlier actor sightings.Which were:Before lunch friend took me on tour of Studio 60. We got to see Matthew Perry and Tommy Schlamme. And, we got to meet Bradley

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You're sitting there. You've just typed, "END OF SHOW." You're stoked that you've got this amazingly incredible spec of an existing show. It's unique, it's in your voice. So, you've dotted the t's and crossed the i's. It's in a file marked "completed." What, you don't do that? Okay, well, whatever you do, you've finished the bugger. All those months (weeks? years?) of toil and trouble, done.

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I like readers. A lot of my friends are readers. Hell, I used to be a reader. So, I like 'em.This is not the norm in LA. The norm is to hate readers if you're a writer. The norm is to hate notes. Coverage. Anything that may prevent your script from getting made, or you getting on staff, or getting that agent. I get it. It's hard to hear that your baby may be ugly. But, is it better to hear that

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Okay, so debates are raging throughout the scribe-o-sphere. What to spec: pilot v. existing show? The answer's in the post below. So, in the vein of doing both, I'd like to talk a little bit about portfolios.Now, there are two trains of thought on this one (or at least people think that they're two thoughts, I think they're one):1. Only add/write specs that are current and will complement your

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Okay, so, uh... Jane's post, "it finally sinks in" totally freaked me out. I've been hard at work on some specs of existing shows. And, then, I read her post. And, I'm like, well. Great. Shows aren't reading specs of existing shows anymore? So, I go through my pilots. The outlines and existings. It's slim pickin's. Oh, it's great if I want to get a job on the Disney Channel or Supernatural (uh,

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My gal Kristen has started up the engines on a new blog. Read it, know it, love it.

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What follows is a litany of paths I've chosen to make other people feel good.Contrary to popular belief I'm actually a nice person. I know, it's hard to believe with all my bitching and shit on this blog. But, I am. I worry (to a fault) about other people. Their feelings, their well-being, their... at the expense of my own well-being. It's a trait given to me by my mother. Or, by taking care of

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So, it's Parents Achievement Week here in the blogosphere! Congrats to Ras' mom, who must be awesome to have created Ras! There should be an award for that!So, listen. It's the holiday season. Which I'm sure you're probably aware. It's a big time for giving. So, I thought I'd warm your cockles (hee!) with a little story about how my dad just recently got the first award that's truly important to

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First off, MAJOR BELATED CONGRATULATIONS TO SOMEONE WHO WAS THE OPPOSITE OF REJECTED!!!RASAH ROOLS THE WORLD! You SO wish you were her!Now to the rejectees:It's that time of year. You've submitted your scripts to the contests, you've either gotten a call that you've advanced, or you've gotten a very generic letter informing you that you haven't (usually because of their overwhelming response, or

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Have I mentioned that I'm in Ireland? Oh. I have?Well, I'm in Ireland.And, it's really tough right now. Besides incredible loneliness (somewhat self-imposed), it's very moody, due to the incessant rain. Which, normally, is a great time for me to write. Curled up, in my office (at home), rain pelting at the windows, sinister forces at work... Hell, even when it's sunny, I've designed my office to

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Okay. Seriously. I've only been gone two weeks and everything's changed. The two skankiest, skeeviest people on earth have hooked up. How did this happen? I mean, I'm cool with the whole gay thing. But, is Gay Paris just using her? Man, is Fed-ex gonna be pissed. No man likes being left for a woman. It makes them seem... impotent, despite evidence to the contrary.Please people, feed me gossip

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I frequent a lot of writers' message boards. Wordplay, Done Deal, TVWriter (though, not as much -- mainly because I don't believe that Brody's word on TV is law), Artful Writer. I read a lot of writers' blogs. Basically, I'm about as immersed in writing and reading about writing as I possibly could be. Mainly because I'm avoiding writing as if it were a sport.The common denominator here is

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In Ireland I find I have a lot of time to play online poker. Like, a lot. I should be writing... but, I'm playing me some online pokah. Also, it's weird, in LA I trained myself to write in the mornings. Around that time everyday, that's when I'm ready to write, even though it's night over here. And, there's the hubby to tend to, and things, and a tired me, and things, and online poker... so, I

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It's that time o' year again. I've been getting some emails that some friends are getting their calls. Here are my tips on how to prepare for Disney, CBS, and WB. Good luck everyone!This is a compilation of emails written to assist some friends as they prepared for their first contest interviews. Some are phone interviews, some are in person interviews. I've been a Disney Fellow, a Warner Bros

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Okay. So, I'm pissed. I've been gone two months and am out of the loop. I come back for a while and find that things have gone tits up (a wonderful phrase I've learned from over there).I'm over-exaggerating. A bit. But, I am pissed.See, I have this friend, let's call him Vic. He's a showrunner on a hit show on one of the major networks. I've been cultivating this relationship for a while. Right

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It’s day 342 of my captivity. Rations are dwindling. Existence is bleak. Resistance is futile. My captors are ruthless and relentless. Okay, it’s only been a week. And my captors are actually the hubby’s company. It only feels like 342 days (which makes me wonder if, when we reach day 342, it will feel like day 16,706?). So I’m a tad melodramatic. Sue me. While you’re at the frivolous lawsuits,

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When I used to live ‘round these parts, I smugly decided that all Americans should be required to live outside the US for at least a six month period. To get out in the world and experience the wonder and awe that would prove once and for all that the US is not the pinnacle of the world. In fact, sometimes it rarely registers on people’s radars. No one is more guilty of this way of thinking than

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