My apologies to those of you who have checked in and found me M.I.A. I have a really good reason. After a few scary months of unemployment, I found a job. Not another cool industry gig, oh no. A REAL job. The kind of job where quotas have to be met, employees get to the office by 8AM, and everyone looks forward to casual Fridays when they're allowed to wear jeans. The kind of job I NEVER imagined I'd have. Real People...Real Problems...Real life... What a trip!
And my problem is that I'm so damn grateful that I haven't been able write. I've tried, believe me, my drafts folder is full. I've been feeling like I'm giving the universe the middle finger if I post anything that isn't full of positive affirmations. I have been "saved" and is it not my duty to share goodwill?
But alas, I am, who I am.
The other day, I thought I was enjoying playful banter with the receptionist at work. She knows NOTHING about my personal life, nor my writing, yet in the middle of our light-hearted conversation, she said, "Oh, Mother (our nickname for each other), don't be so bitter!" She actually called me, "bitter!" I was stunned and thrilled to be recognized for who I REALLY am. I'm taking it as a sign from God and the Universe to get back to what's true for me.
So please look forward to my bitter rants, I'm back with a vengeance. After all, as grateful as I am these days, having to get up at 6 AM everyday is WAY over-rated, especially when I still don't have enough money, and the only guy nudging me awake in the middle of the night, is demanding to be walked!!
I'm an independent writer/producer/ consultant. I've written and staged, "HOW I BECAME A BITTER BARREN SPINSTER BITCH: The Mostly True Tales of Loves and A Life Gone Awry." And I'm hoping someone will purchase the tv/film rights really, really soon. Prior to venturing on my own, I enjoyed various executive and producing posts working on THE FRESH PRINCE OF BEL-AIR, MADtv, IN THE HOUSE, and THE SOUL TRAIN AWARDS. I graduated from Stanford a long time ago!