I haven’t been procrastinating on the weekly procrastination series. I’ve been busy. You see, a holiday tradition in Hollywood is that producers and studios and networks and publishers finish their to-do lists so that they can go off on their vacations and trips to the parents and Hawaiian safaris and nightly festivities. This means all of my hurry-up-and-wait comes to a screeching halt, as it’s time to Hear Notes and Write.
I debated showing a picture here of the stack of work beside me, but I wouldn’t want you to get jealous. I’m about to have a lot of late nights and airplane writing stretches. This is a good thing! This is being a writer. We work through most major events and holidays. It’s why you think we don’t appreciate you and ultimately leave us.
Let’s get to the question of the week. Continue reading
I am not the best when it comes to names and faces. I will remember one or the other, but I cannot seem to put them together. And I’ve even tried the thing where you hear someone’s name and then you imagine them wrapped up in their name, like “Monica Berg” becomes a cheeseburger moaning in ecstasy or whatever, but the next time I see that lady, you can bet I’ll somehow end up calling her “Patty Cheesescream,” right to her face.
[From the Dewey Blog]
Jessica and Heather (a.k.a. The Fug Girls) are helping Dewey out! We’ve got two signed copies of their new book to give to two people who donate on March 6 or 7. Sweet! We asked Heather and Jessica to write up a little somethin’ somethin’ about their latest project:
You may be familiar with our website, Go Fug Yourself, where we write blunt and barbed things about bad celebrity outfits. In our book of all-new entries, The Fug Awards, we reward the best of the worst with such honors as “The Sag Award” (given to the person who most abuses her boobs), and the “Girl PLEASE,” for the most hellaciously misguided style icon. Because, hey, everyone loves an awards show, even if it’s not a real one, and a book is much easier to bring on an airplane or to the doctor’s office, or into the bathroom — you know, all the places people’s reading mostly gets done.
Just as long as reading IS being done, and that’s the beauty of Dewey — it helps bring the magic of books to people who need it. Neither of us can imagine having grown up without a constant stream of reading material. Our favorites, like Anne of Green Gables, Harriet the Spy, the Sweet Valley High series, Charlotte’s Web and about a million others are books we re-read to this day. They helped shape who we are in ways we probably can’t even fully grasp. Can you imagine a world in which you were unclear on the concept of the good twin vs the bad twin? Neither can we. So we’re thrilled to be able to help spread the love. Here’s to a good read![/readermail]
Their book is crazy-funny. It also made me rockstar adjacent at work the other day when I brought my copy in for uber-fan Mel to see.
This year’s book drive ends March 12th. That’s really soon! So if you’re wondering why you still haven’t sent a book or a couple of books to some kids who need them, stop wondering and start clicking.