And by me I mean middle-aged, single, pathetic, but not completely unendearable (I just made up that word) and funny (what?). Finding a man would only be a minor side-plot, a running joke, like the conveyor belt of secretaries on Murphy Brown. I don’t mean that as a anti-man thing, but that’s what it’s like, going both ways. I think it’s a combination of we’re all the left-overs and we just don’t have the energy for dating we once had. If the sitcom were being made today I’d make finding a job the major focus. That could provide plenty of laugh-until-you-cry material.
A giant bulb decoration. It’s terrifying, right? Try batting that around, cats.
6 thoughts on “Why are there no sitcoms about people like me?”
Wasn’t it “A woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle?”
Maybe I’m deluded, but I always tend to think of you as a glamorous, cosmopolitan New York City writer with a literary following. (And two cats.) Am I wrong?
I totally agree with Greg on you being glamorous and cosmopolitan. However, please do develop a sitcom that is set in NYC that will be better than “Two Broke Girls,” which is awful.
LOVE the giant ornament. Would love to see your kitties take a whack at that.
Honestly, I’m just a regular person living in a glamorous place. But I remember the editor who bought my singing book told me, “You can’t describe your life and yourself as a loser. To most people your life is glamorous.”
But I’m a single woman with cats who watches a lot of tv!
It’s not just the place. And you should never describe yourself as a loser, even if you feel un-glamorous. No one who can write like you is a loser. I still think of “The Restless Sleep” as one of the most finely put together books I’ve ever read. Loser, indeed.
Beautiful photo. Sixth Ave.?
It’s up my Radio City, actually, and thank you.
CR: That is the nicest thing anyone has said to me in a LONG time, thank you so much. Especially about Restless Sleep, which I’ve gotten such mixed reviews about!