For reasons known only to the Great God of Irony, I’ve been good – I mean, really good – at two things over the years. Writing TV and playing the drums.
The irony of it being that both of those are skills that every single person in the universe believes he or she also has mastered…or could with, like, 45 minutes of fun masquerading as work.
So I gave up the professional writer’s stone face and laughed out loud at the following:
Kathy Fuller is a hell of a writer. She’s the best-selling author of over twenty novels and novellas, in addition to several published articles. Her publishers include Tyndale, Avalon, Adams Media, and Thomas Nelson. TVWriter™ is proud to present her here and hopes she forgives us for just plain being us and graces the site with her presence again and again. (Well, until she finishes this 3-part series for sure.)
This summer NBC picked up the Canadian show Saving Hope and shoved it into its Thursday night line-up. Remember when Thursdays used to be must watch TV on NBC? Me either. I’ve had my fill of hospital dramas, but I tuned in for one reason: Michael Shanks. However, my love admiration of Shanks only goes so far. Saving Hope is riddled with basic writing errors—and don’t get me started on the ridiculous overuse of lens flares.
Just once – once! – I’d like to see a big corpse corp hire somebody who entertains people to a “top entertainment post.” You know, like hiring a creative person to be a “creative executive.”
But that would be silly, no?
Our favorite comedy writer who writes about comedy writing and who has no idea TVWriter™ or Larry Brody or any of us here exist proves his genius by actually “getting” THE NEWSROOM.
We think.
A fan who wishes to remain anonymous (yeah, that’s mostly the kind of fans I have) recently sent me a web synopsis of the first TV episode I wrote for the first show that ever hired me, HERE COME THE BRIDES. And, whoa, does this bring back memories.
BRIDES was an hour-long dramedy back in the days before we called them dramedies. Set in post-Civil War Seattle, for all practical purposes it was the musical 7 BRIDES FOR 7 BROTHERS on TV. With only three brothers, of course, because TV made everything smaller in those days.