I’m not worthy!
My essay “The Endangered Literary Recluse” was included in American Prayer, a Richard Prince monograph drawing connections between his art and his extensive book collection. For my generation, Prince is the Buddha of the appropriative arts and this is by far my favorite credit ever. My surprise is genuine but qualified–the curator approached me four years ago about this but in the interim I completely forgot until I was at the Strand today and browsing.
I’m happy to announce that the film script I co-wrote with Emily Schultz has been optioned by the amazing Tamar Halpern (director of Jeremy Fink and the Meaning of Life, and Llyn Foulkes One Man Band), and she’s slated to direct. It’s called Personal Assistant, and it’s our take on female-focused thrillers of the late ’80s and early ’90s.
I’ve been working for the last six months as a producer and writer for the Truth & Fiction podcast, which interviews authors and screenwriters. It’s been an amazing experience, especially having a chance to also create theme music. Here are a few highlights:
Episode 4: Screenwriter and musician James Greer talks about Guided by Voices, his new band Detective and doing Broadway with Steven Soderbergh. I also did the interview on this one, from inside of Detective’s tour van.
Episode 5: Author and feminist pop cultural critic Roxane Gay talks about her upcoming novel, her approach to telling Haitian stories, and what writers can learn from Law & Order.
Episode 6: A great talk with author and reality TV producer Anne Swan (The Real World, Real Housewives of Atlanta) about how reality TV has changed the way we write our narratives.
On December 11, I’ll be performing at Vol. 1 Brooklyn’s Greatest 3-Minute Stories series. The theme this time is metal. My very true story will be about “The Great Metallica-Inspired Chemical Fire of 1985.”
“We’re such voyeurs you can never get enough of watching someone. Just watching someone who needs to get into the bathroom and they’re pounding on the door and the person in the bathroom won’t let them in. I mean, you could just watch that for a good forty, forty-five minutes.”
Wherein we discuss reality TV as part of an ancient aesthetic form, Rodney Dangerfield, Gilles DeLeuze, and a Czech village named Syzygy.