EDITOR’S NOTE: From yesterday’s TVWriter™ gang email. (Not on the list? Join the in-group HERE.)
Gang,
Summer is “a goin’ oot,” to badly damage an old Scottish poem, so here’s how things stand as we head for Fall, 2016:
EDITOR’S NOTE: From yesterday’s TVWriter™ gang email. (Not on the list? Join the in-group HERE.)
Gang,
Summer is “a goin’ oot,” to badly damage an old Scottish poem, so here’s how things stand as we head for Fall, 2016:
Look what just came via snail mail! Herbie J’s Dashing, Daring, and Debonair.
I’m digging the autograph as well as the book.
Favorite chapters so far – those about not the actor-stars but the writer-creators of the era, such as:
NOTE FROM LB:
I’ve been getting emails from readers growing impatient because they haven’t yet met the Navajo Dog of this collection of poetry. Chill, gang. I’m setting it – and you – up.
One of the most obnoxious things about writing for, you know, money, is that those who do the paying always tell us who do the writing to “speed things up,” and “Forget the beginning. Start at Act Two.” But no one’s paying me now.

What would Sisyphus do?
Your TV writing career gotcha down, bunky?
Feeling tired? Terrified? Downtrodden?
Regular visitors to TVWriter™ may remember that once upon a time I promised to answer TV and film writing and production questions on a regular basis and that I tried but, well, erm…
My promise kinda fizzled out in the Summer of 2013.
That’s three years ago, I know. Three years of hanging my head and going, “Oy…oy…Oy…!