Writer’s Strike: Hour 1 Billion (or at least it feels that way)

Ugh. I read the most annoying thing while I was watching Lost on DVD the other Saturday evening and refreshing my email (I like to multi-task).

And that is that the stupid writer’s strike might go on for stupid four more months.

What to think about that strike? It’s tough. And the insides of me are dueling like one of those famous New York black and white cookies. Mmmm. I really could go for one of those right now.

There are two sides of me vis a vis the writer’s strike. Side one is in sympathy with the Writer’s Guild. This is the side that moved to New York City eight months ago expecting to “make it.” This is the one who self-righteously stays home Friday nights to perfect her “art” and ends up watching Bring It On Again on ABC Family. Read More »