Tag: TV
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Hey, Pamie: “How Do I Not Give the Fuck Up When Other People Get What I Want?”
It’s that time of year when networks are ordering pilots. This means tv writers are sitting around anxiously waiting to find out which scripts they’ll be viciously hate-reading.
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“Super cute script, girl.”
I was driving home from a features meeting yesterday listening to Scriptnotes, a podcast by Craig Mazin and John August. If you are an aspiring screenwriter and you haven’t found Scriptnotes yet, I highly encourage it. Craig plays the cranky rich guy who grumbles when a screenwriter finds this job hard while John soothes with…
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Hey, Pamie: “What Does a Non-Staffed TV Writer Do in February?”
Aspiring television writers! Curious-about-writers people! Those of you sitting there thinking, “Uh, I know pamie doesn’t have a pilot, she’s not staffed, her latest book is turned in… so what the eff is she doing not updating pamie.com?” Today’s Weekly Procrastination is for you.
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Hey Pamie: “How do I Contact a TV Writers Room?”
More importantly: I want to know if it’s “Writers Room” or “Writer’s Room” or “Writers’ Room.” I work in these things and I’m not sure if I’m spelling it correctly. I think people write it “Writers Room” but that looks all kinds of wrong to me. What I write following this email probably isn’t the…
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How to Rock a Film Festival (and my AFF panel info)
In less than a month I’ll be at the Austin Film Festival, where I will once again attempt to balance seeing friends and schmoozing, which will result in some terrible hits to my liver.
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Mother on the Orient Express: Part Seven (The Train)
(I broke the train into two parts. The first part of the train (part six of the story) is here.) We take the long walk toward dinner. Now we’re a little less sure on our feet. Mom’s getting tired, and I’m a little tired, and it’s darker. We make it to the bar car, which…
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Tales from the Accidental Asshole: The TV Critic
This story is old enough now that I feel like I can talk about it without incriminating anyone involved, other than me, which is fine, because I’m the only one in this story who comes out looking like an asshole. We go way back to 1999 for this one, back before there were blogs, before…
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Putting Me Out There
In case you were coming here looking for a collection of my Valentines Day Poems: The best place to go is here. As you read this, Glark is hard at work, tirelessly attempting to wrangle the beast that is pamie.com into something that can reload with dignity. After looking through thirteen years of file dumping, he has…
