The Magical Vulva of Opportunity
I read Tina Fey’s Bossypants over the weekend, because as a lady who writes comedy it is some kind of law. They sent something to my house; it was very official. And because I’m a lady who writes comedy who also likes extra credit, I went to see Tina speak with Steve Martin last week, where I truly couldn’t walk five steps without running into or recognizing another woman I’d either worked with or had a meeting with or interviewed with or knew through comedy since moving to Los Angeles. (I also held the World’s Smallest Impromptu Book Signing, wherein I defaced Tina Fey’s Bossypants.)
I bring this up for a couple of reasons. It’s staffing season, which means right now writers are waiting to find out which shows are going to staff which writers, depending on which shows get picked up for the fall season, and it’s all very hurry-up-and-wait while your scripts get sent to network executives, showrunners, assistants and trashcans.
Come See Me! — Los Angeles Times Festival of Books 2011
Attention all Southland book-nerds and stalkers, this is your warning that I will be in public, answering questions and dorking out on the lovely USC campus, Saturday, April 30th for a discussion and book signing.
OED! OMG!!
It is surprising you didn’t get a phone call at around 11:30pm my time last night, as I wanted to call every single person in the world after I read the following email:
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