When in Rome...
On the 4th of July, while by tradition I should have been grilling a gamey roster of exotic meats, I was instead airborne, flying from Philadelphia to Rome. I'm here for business, which is a pleasure, but I'm also prepared, between duties, for a week of all-out celebration...
I had to take it with me to pull it off, but I've finally sent back to New York the finished, no-fooling, completely edited and updated and revised Smothers Brothers manuscript. About a ream of pages, marked with my notations and deletions and additions on top of my copy editor's, which are in addition to the revisions by my editor. Included were Post-It flags marking places where I'd added a sentence or paragraph long enough to require them being typed out rather than handwritten -- 30 flags for 29 chapters.
So now it's out of my hands, literally. If UPS doesn't mess up this international shipment, my editor will have the manuscript tomorrow, and her understandably impatient and hamstrung colleagues will be able to lurch into a higher gear. Meanwhile, all the rest of the book material, including the dedication and acknowledgments, was sent this morning via email. So I'm DONE, DONE, DONE. No more revisions. No more fact-checking interviews.
Finishing all this up meant I missed a day's sessions, and at least two terrific opportunities for meals and a private tour. But already, I've enjoyed one such meal, at a remote hilltop location so gorgeous, with food so delicious, it as sinful. We even drove over part of the original Appian Way (see picture) to get there, winding our Way, Appian or otherwise, through hidden streets I could never hope to find unaided, and undriven.
But from now on, it's all work and all play. I'm here as a member of the International Advisory Board of RomaFictionFest 2009, a gathering of international TV writers, producers, executives and other interested types specializing in the creation of scripted dramas, comedies and documentaries. In other words, this is a convention of people determined to rage against reality TV.
For the next few days, I'll be seeing some of the best TV in the world, and hearing about what's coming next. Eating and drinking some of the best food and wine in the world is a bonus -- but after shipping off Dangerously Funny, I'm determined to be Dangerously Indulgent.
January 2012
December 2011
November 2011
October 2011
September 2011
August 2011
July 2011
June 2011
May 2011
April 2011
March 2011
February 2011
January 2011
December 2010
November 2010
October 2010
September 2010
August 2010
July 2010
June 2010
May 2010
April 2010
March 2010
February 2010
January 2010
December 2009
November 2009
October 2009
September 2009
August 2009
July 2009
June 2009
May 2009
April 2009
March 2009
February 2009
January 2009
December 2008
November 2008
October 2008
September 2008
August 2008
July 2008
June 2008
May 2008
April 2008
March 2008
February 2008
January 2008
December 2007
November 2007
DAVID BIANCULLI
Founder / Editor
DIANE WERTS
Managing Editor
CONTRIBUTORS
ED MARTIN
Ed Martin's TV Mix
ED BARK
Uncle Barky's Bytes
NOEL HOLSTON
The Grassy Noel
ERIC GOULD
The Cold Light Reader
THERESA CORIGLIANO
Terri TV
DAVID SICILIA
TV Moneyland
BILL BRIOUX
TV Feeds My Family
ALAN PERGAMENT
Still TalkinTV
JANE BOURSAW
Reel Life with Jane
TOM BRINKMOELLER
Raised on MTM
GERALD JORDAN
Crossing Jordan
MIKE DONOVAN
Thinking Inside the Box
P.J. BEDNARSKI
I Like to Watch
ERIC MINK
Tiny Tin Voice
RONNIE GILL
Altered Reality
MARK BIANCULLI
The Son Also Criticizes
DIANE HOLLOWAY
Holloway's Couch
Sign up for a
FREE subscription
for TVWW updates

Leave a comment