Posted on Facebook by bestselling mystery author Robert Gregory Browne, a frequent collaborator back in my TV animation writing days and still an occasional contributor to TVWriter™.
Weirdly, SMU, which has become a cult fave, was a show I ran at pretty much the end of my career, not at the beginning, which was a more usual route for TV writers back in the day. Now it’s a highly respected arena all its own, a niche where top writers can have long and rewarding careers…as it should be.
NOTE FROM LB:
I’ve decided to move on from Kid Hollywood and the Navajo Dog to the next, equally unsuccessful book in the series, called, not so oddly, The Return of the Navajo Dog. The picture above is, in fact, that dog, about halfway through the lifetime she spent with me.
We’re in Colorado there, and Dineh – the Navajo name for Navajo, which was the only name Dineh would respond to – had just growled the kind of growl that would terrify any being, alive or dead, sending a poor, out-meaned, full-blooded coyote slinking away from its kill.
NOTE FROM LB:
It snowed here last week and reminded me of as many different events and ideas and people as there were snowflakes on the ground. I used to love the snow. But last week I just looked at it and wondered, “What if we can’t get the car up the driveway and out to the street? What if we’re snowed in?” But we weren’t snowed in. As another poet once said about a whole ‘nuther subject, “’tis pity….”
Standing in the doorway, I watch the snow fall,
Brace yourselves, online learning-about-writing fans, because I’m here to announce some changes in the TVWriter™ Online Workshop, um, thing.
Our various workshops, operating under the collective name of TVWriter University, have been up and running on the web, with occasional forays into the Real World (remember the various Brodystock Summer Intensive Seminars and the Secrets of the Writers Room held at the original Cloud Creek Ranch in Southern California, in Las Vegas, and even in Arkansas?) since 1999 or 2000. (Guess I should keep better records.)
Over the years we’ve altered the formats and added some activities from time to time, and this year the big news can be expressed in one word:
NOTE FROM LB:
Today is my birthday. No, I won’t tell you what one, but if you follow me on Facebook my birthdate is right there. In honor of reaching this particular advanced state, I’ve chosen what probably is the most revealing thing I’ve ever written because, well, isn’t revelation one of the main things poetry is all about?
When my daughter was six,