|Dan Fiorella: Writer @ large||
#11) Sent her a Tweet, Pete.
#10) Slip-slide away, Jay.
#9) Board a train, Wayne.
#8) Hop on a sled, Fred.
#7) Make a Clean Break, Jake.
Brushes With Celebrity! Pee Wee Herman
Okay, this is the big one. This is the event that got me into the Writers Guild. This is the time I actually was a professional writer. And then wasn’t. Let’s take it back 19 years---
I had completed a script called (at the time) “The Kringle Project” I was one of those ideas that came to me in a flash, the thing practically wrote itself, I just had to type it. Fortunately, I took typing in high school. It was a Christmas comedy that dropped a film noir-type private eye detective in the middle of a Santa-centric mystery. It was honestly the best thing I had done up ‘til then.
Deli Faux Paus
#6) Jump on the ferry, Jerry.
This just in...
Oh, what might have been. After the Plague was up and running awhile, it seemed that we only had a core group of about 5 people working it. Now, I missed the original sign up meeting and came aboard after its charter was established. But one of the co-founders did tell me about that meeting and the list of names that had signed up. One of those names? Chris Columbus. Funny, right, Christopher Columbus? Signed up, but never joined. I wonder what ever happened to him?
Cover trivia: the infected half of the face is a photo of the tile floor of the NYU library.
(whole issue here)
Freelance writer, still hacking away.