Tag: WGA
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The Strike Is Over.
Man, I can’t believe I finally got to write that sentence. Now the weird hurry-up-and-wait daily grind of pickets and meetings can be replaced with the more familiar hurry-up-and-wait daily grind of story pitches and… meetings. But now with more Internet flavor! It’s a big, exciting week. I’m gearing up to go back to work,…
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pencils at 81.5%…
Good news. Actual good news. We got the back-nine just days before the strike started, so there was no time for celebration. Now days before the strike ends, this. I was all alone and folding laundry when I found out, which made me panic that somehow I wasn’t supposed to find out that there’s a…
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get out the pencils, put away the thread
I’ve completely forgotten how to write and I don’t have any ideas about anything. I do, however, have a collection of crafts and a pile of new gadgets. I got teased by most of my friends, but I couldn’t help it. Pencils down, hobbies up. During the strike, I was often reminded of an Onion…
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text exchange during today’s strike captains meeting.
MSG: I hear the strike is over?!? ME: No. MSG: That’s what I heard. ME: Because you get all your info from strike-bullshit-and-lies.com. Instead, read here.
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inbox, part eight.
It has been a very difficult week. Picketing in the rain was the least of the crappy things. So, when it gets like this I post mail from y’all, because it reminds me of how big and huge the world is, and how lucky I am. I kind of disappeared there for a month back…
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Name Dropping… and Shattering.
A criticism an old boyfriend used to give me (I’ll leave out his name so that it doesn’t look like I’m complaining) is that I go too far back in time to start my stories. “I ask you when did you return the video,” he’d say, “and you start with, ‘Back when I was six,…
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week six. more honking, less cheering.
So apparently I walked right past Jane Espenson today, because I was staring at the guy she was walking with, thinking, “There’s Doyle from Gilmore Girls! And on my other side I’m walking past Peter Krause for the fiftieth time!” Sorry, Jane. I really wanted to meet you. That’s a much better story than what…
