- This writer is tired.
- She is exceedingly sleep-deprived.
- She is dealing with an ailing pet (and a pissed off older pet who is, frankly, tired of being chased around by this menacing-looking puppy with a great, round thing on his head and who isn't afraid to use it as a battering ram).
- She is dealing with dual software releases at work (writing while the software is far from STABLE even! Might as well be working for Billy Geeeeee....)
- And finally, she is writing about herself in the third person.
This isn't what I was going to blog about.
I was going to say that I think it's AWESOME that the writers are crippling Hollywood in an effort to get what they should have - royalties for the work they've done. Everyone benefits from what goes on in Hollywood except the writers. It's so easy to forget that someone wrote everything that is entertaining us. If we volunteer to write it (like this blog), that's one thing. Writers who are hired to write movies and such and do not receive royalties for DVDs and for "new media" (i.e., Internet delivery) are just being robbed. They are making the Brangelinas of the world richer (so they can adopt from yet another third world country?) instead of padding their own nests with a little bit of the gold they've spun.
It's scary to be a writer most of the time. We're often the forgotten few. I'm glad that the unions are standing strong and have managed to shut down the Golden Globes. Just pay them already.
Some of us want to see more than eight episodes of "Lost" this season. ;-)
Oh, and I'm in solidarity with my fellow writers, of course...even though I'm not much for unions, as a rule. In this case I can certainly see the necessity (and the power).
Go, wordsmiths! Go, my bruthas and sistahs!
Peace - D