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The only fish lower on the food chain in Hollywood than the writer is the janitor’s assistant, and it’s possible the lackey gets more respect. Yet despite this perception, without writers there is very little entertainment content on film and television. And now without a contract, all the writers in Hollywood are on the dole and shows are halting production.

There are time slots, however, and the media conglomerates must fill them. Stuff them with super goodness, no doubt. Reruns might work for awhile. Sooner or later, the audience will want fresh stuff. Well, there is a way producers can deliver new entertainment content without a writer: our old friend Reality TV.

Sure we all love Survivors Whore Sister meets Amazingly Lame Race, but at the end of the day most people prefer scripted shows to reality TV. Well, I could be wrong. Perhaps people truly prefer unscripted melodrama to polished drama. After all, the great wave brought us the Osbornes, Dog the Bounty Hunter, and the Real World, the producers of which all conceded to scripting at least parts of the show. So maybe even reality TV shows need writers, though they can technically say they don’t.

One demographic that loves reality TV concepts are producers and studios, because going sans script eliminates the need for a writer. The less they pay for the product in the first place, the more coke they can snort off the pool boy. Not that we are talking about a huge amount of drugs–most writers subsist near or below the poverty line–but every little bit helps.

So a moment of silence for the striking writers in film and television.

May the one percent who make a living writing make a little nicer living in the near future.

One task left

Before handing The Last Track back to Kerry, the narrative must reveal whether the hero’s ability is paranormal or the product of training. Working on that tidbit right now…

In other news, it looks like the divorce will finalize either while I’m in Moscow, or immediately upon my return. When the official date is known, I’ll certainly disclose it.

Almost

Implemented all of Kerry’s edits for The Last Track; the only task left is to work in a few additional paragraphs about the origins of the hero’s special ability, and then a top down read-through.

Also sent off my visa application so I can gain entry to Moscow in December. Should be ready in 3 weeks.

Now off to pack up more of the apartment so the painters can do their thing…

Inch by inch


Crossing the 200 page mark on the edits Kerry provided for The Last Track felt pretty good. While less than ten percent of the novel needs attention, the bulk of the issues are in the first half of the book; therefore the second half will–I hope, dare I dream to be so naive–go much easier.

Ideally I’ll have this all wrapped by Tuesday, take a few days to read a hard copy closely and then email it to Kerry for the final pass. Like Oriana, her turnaround time verges on superhuman, so she’ll get it back in plenty of time for a once over. I’m also going to have her look at another project I want to start shopping, one a long way from being done.

After all, I do have other wares.