Nope. I don’t mean home-video footage of me as Moose. On my last trip out to Los Angeles (about which I promised to write, eventually), I had some meetings. Because that’s what people in LA do. They don’t have meetings; they take meetings, where they’re likely to say, "Have you considered… well, okay, so here’s the bad pitch…" This is Hollywood-speak for, "Let me give you an idea without you thinking my ego is at play here." I didn’t have any of those meetings. There were no bad pitch ideas tossed around this time.
I met with producers who are interested in turning Moose into a feature film! And guess who’s working on writing the screenplay now? Moose, herself. THAT is what I’m up to these days. You know, aside from gearing up for TV pilot season (I’m developing a new series!)*, entertaining thoughts and a proposal for my next book, going to couples therapy, raising hops into Beers, and doing a major site redesign. Yes, there’s a lot to do… which means you can look forward to posts on bedding. On material possessions. On interior design. Know why?
Because I can’t really write about what I’m writing. And because that’s the shit I do to escape. I try to build a world of pretty, airy, and clean, complete with tufted throw pillows of procrastination. I don’t post images of bedrooms because I think "Wow, people will absolutely want to see this fabric." I do it because that’s where my mind is… in cupcakes, in wall art, and 10,000 cups of coffee. In Rent songs, in menus, in Moose Tracks ice cream. Thank you for entertaining my randomness. Now, hurry up and nab up your paperback copy of Moose, and help me figure out which scenes to include in the film adaptation. Think "Mean Girls" and "SuperBad" head to the fatty farm. Don’t think "Heavyweights" … you’re getting closer with "Meatballs" only Moose isn’t a story about a counselor taking interest in a certain shy kid. Anyone remember the film "Little Darlings?" Think slimnastics, summer, and "a whole lotta foolin’ around.
* As for the pilot I wrote for ABC, based off my first memoir Straight Up and Dirty, there was no official pass, but it also wasn’t ordered to series… yet. You never know. They own it for two years. In the meanwhile, I’ve got my hands full, and I couldn’t be happier about any of it.
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