Category: Pamie
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Hey, Pamie: “Am I Too Old To Be a Screenwriter?”
It’s very tempting to answer this question with one word.
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I Am a Watched Pot
“WHERE IS BABY?” This is the text I get, several times a day now, from all over the country. Sometimes it pops up on a Facebook window. Sometimes it’s just a subject line of an empty email. “WHERE IS BABY?” As if I’ve hidden the child somewhere, confused Christmas for Easter and hidden this ripened…
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You Should Be
How’s everybody enjoying their holiday season? Already had a few teary fights and regrets? Having a lot of life-altering meditations and heart-to-hearts? Thinking about your life and what has happened to it? Determined to be able to see your feet again by this time next year? I hear ya, friend. I lift my non-alcoholic beer…
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Book Giveaway! Recipes for Disaster by Tess Rafferty
My friend Tess writes jokes that probably already made you laugh. She spent years writing for The Soup, worked on roasts for Comedy Central, and now has a new book that perfectly captures the difficulties in maintaining perfect hostess calm while entertaining your drunk-ass friends. I have been one of these drunk-ass friends on more…
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Hey, Pamie: “What Do I Write Next?” and “How Do You Work From Home?”
It’s been a little while since I’ve had time to do a Weekly Procrastination, so I’ll do two today.
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Fightin’ Words
I’m going to tell you about the time a lightbulb almost destroyed my relationship, but I can’t do it without a little backstory. For better or worse, one thing that Jason and I have in common is that we both really like to be right. We can get kind of jerky about it, which means…
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How I Might Have Just Become the Newest Urban Legend
[AUDIO NOTE: I performed this piece this past weekend at Anna David’s True Tales of Lust and Love (also starring Melissa Villasenor, Morgan Walsh, and Claire Titelman.) I highly recommend listening to this tale in all its mortifying glory — it’s better with the sound of an audience screech-laughing in horror. Here’s the link to…
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The Hardest Goodbye
I’ve been putting off writing this because I wanted some time to privately grieve, but also I knew if I got even a single kind word or condolence from you, I wouldn’t be able to handle all that has been going on. But now it’s time to write this down, as so many of you…