My Creative Mojo

I was picketing at NBC today, chatting with a few writers and actors when I was asked about my typical gate shift. I sometimes put in more than the required 15 hours/week because although I wish that we weren’t in a fight with the studios, this is a great opportunity for all writers to mix.

Writers who don’t think of themselves as extroverts are becoming more social.

Writers who would probably never meet are spending hours talking and getting to know each other really well. I have a hunch that my new network puts me 2 degrees of Kevin Bacon away from every person in Hollywood.

As we waved our picket signs at honking cars and continued walking in a circle, I realized why I’m really on the picket line every day — we are playing the worlds largest game of musical chairs… and when the deal is done and we have a contract, whoever sits down in a empty chair in the writers room gets the job. Once the chairs are full, there are no more jobs left.

You didn’t know that? Oh, did I let the cat out of the bag? Wait, are you my competition? Well, uh… I just made that whole thing up. Yep 100% lie. That’s not how you get the job, really. I promise. So don’t even think about trying it. And by the way, there’s no picketing at all for the next few weeks, so don’t bother showing up. Give me a call sometime, though. I’ll return your phone call after I’ve claimed my seat in the writers room.