Monday, November 15, 1999

Dr. November

Just got off the phone with my friend Amy who, along with her husband, is in the midst of creating a pilot for a sitcom. Coincidentally, I recently sent them a copy of one of my sitcom spec scripts to get their professional opinions on how I'm doing. Their opinion(s): the script is great, and I'm a good writer. Now the question is, if they should happen to sell their pilot and they start looking around for writers, will they put their money where their mouths are. Which when you think about it, is not a pleasant image at all.

Anyway, I really enjoy talking to Amy, because she is funny and smart and gets all my jokes.

Meanwhile I am in the midst of writing a new screenplay, the first to be written from scratch with my new fancy software. And it is a dream come true. The software makes the whole process so much less painful that the only problem now is that I have to stop writing to perform such distracting tasks as "eating," "attending to various bodily functions," (fortunately not all bodily functions require me to leave my computer), "earning a living" (the most annoying of all distractions), "exercise," and "sleep."

But it is a pleasure to take the night off for the purpose of executing this month's newsletter. One other recent event worth mentioning is my ascension into the realm of OLD FARTS. Without any fanfare or much ado, I turned forty two weeks ago. I celebrated the following Friday night at Barney's Beanery with Brian, where I became so enamored of our waitress (Donna) that after we paid our check I went up and kissed her. You can get away with stuff like that when your FORTY, because YOU HAVE NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE. Brian and I then staggered along Sunset Boulevard looking for Sharon Stone until we realized that the person who told us that Sharon Stone was hanging out on Sunset Boulevard was a LIAR.

I shall be spending next week in Woodbury CT with the hardy members of my family who chose not to flee to Florida for the holidays. I'm looking forward to seeing them, I can't believe it's been over a year.