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June 30, 2005
In Memorium
Normally, the saying goes, these deaths come in threes but since I only learned about one a month late, we have four.
Bobby Gear
Bobby, along with her husband Marty, were fixtures in the Baltimore convention scene as well as the International Costumers’ Guild. Many’s a show you would find both dressed up in something suitably elaborate for a Masquerade and quite often they walked off with a prize.
Bobby was a school teacher and we had many a conversation about public education and she was an enthusiastic supporter of the writing I did for Rosen Books.
We didn’t speak often or at great depth, but we always made time for a smile and a hello since we were usually rushing off from place to place. But not once did I see her without a broad grin breaking out. She was full of life and charm.
Sadly, she passed away all too soon, and rather quickly after a series of medical problems surfaced.
When I get to Shore Leave next week, it will feel just a tad emptier and bit less inviting. My heart goes out to Marty and the family.
John Albano
Today, John is best remembered for co-creating DC’s western anti-hero Jonah Hex. He was actually a very creative, funny many who did his best work away from super-heroes and therefore was out of the fan spotlight. A check of his obit at the Comic Buyers’ Guide confirms his credits were largely in the mystery anthologies as well as Binky.
He did a lot of special projects work for DC in the 1980s and that’s the one time I met him. Around mid-summer 1980, Joe Orlando summoned me and Andy Helfer into his office. At the time, Andy was hired as a temp working with then-President Jenette Kahn on Wonder Woman’s 40th anniversary. I was hired to help prepare a Property Catalogue among other tasks while waiting to begin my first post-college job at Starlog Press. We shared a tiny, glass enclosed office which allowed us to see what was happening. We got to hang out with Bob Haney who regaled us with stories while he waited to meet with editors and got to know up and comers like J.M. DeMatteis, just cutting his teeth on series work. Along the way, we both got pulled in to help out on projects now and then. Among them were several for Joe since his Special Projects department was still in its infancy and under-staffed.
One afternoon, Joe summoned me and Andy to his office and we met John. I completely forget the project, but we need to brainstorm something for presentation in a day or two. We take seats on his couch and begin spitballing. John had us in stitches with comic asides while we were trying to perform well and impress Joe. It was well past six when we finally had the thing under control but not complete so Joe suggests we complete this over dinner. This proved to be my first business meal and once we knocked off the work, the two men began recounting story after story, the laughs coming frequently.
John impressed me with his quick mind, sense of humor and respect for the two youngsters who were obviously absorbing everything said and done that day. He was gracious and pleasant and I will miss him, another of a vanishing breed of professional.
John Fiedler
I think I first got to know Fiedler by voice and then look. He was a hard-working actor, frequently appearing on both dramatic and comedic television series. Yes, he was Mr. Hengist on a well-regarded episode of Star Trek, but he was so much more. And he was far more than simply the perfectly cast voice of Piglet, Winnie-the-Pooh’s cohort. I enjoyed his work, whether it was as the long-suffering Mr. Peterson on The Bob Newhart Show or some other network series.
It was later that I saw his feature film work and again he was impressive switching from Twelve Angry Men to The Odd Couple.
Paul Winchell
It’s wistful to watch one childhood icon after another vanish from view. Last year it was Mets announcer Bob Murphy and this week it’s Paul Winchell. My brother Neil really liked the Jerry Mahoney Show when WNEW aired it weekday afternoons. Knucklehead Smith was his favorite character. I enjoyed the show, its humor and antics.
Over the years, though, I gained a greater degree of respect for Winchell for things he did that were less noticed. He was always credited for helping do work on the first artificial heart but the New York Times obit credits him with 30 patents.
He was a businessman who got into a dispute with Metromedia, which then owned WNEW, over the repeat rights to Jerry Mahoney. In a fit of pique, Metromedia erased videotape of countless episodes and as I recall, he sued them for damages and won.
He was also a humanitarian who lobbied Congress in the 1980s, along with other celebrities, to fund the cultivation of Tilapia fish, which could be used to help feed people in the sub-Saharan Desert. Tilapia thrived in the brackish water that was found in the region and it made lots of sense. On the other hand, Congress wasn’t interested in helping.
And yes, he was the voice of Tigger, and there was a sad note that both Tigger and Piglet died over the same weekend.
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June 26, 2005
On Batman Begins
Careful readers will know that I wound up missing work and the staff screening of Batman Begins a few weeks back. Yesterday, I finally got to see it.
Since this was a long-anticipated event, we decided to make a big deal out of it. Deb, Robbie and I schlepped across the Tappan Zee Bridge to the nearest IMAX screen to see the movie in all its glory. But first, we hooked up with Bob & Jeanne Wayne and had lunch at the Cheesecake Factory. Rob has been hearing about this chain from Kate, who has dessert there every week or so after dancing in Washington. Well, Robbie is a cheesecake fiend so this sounded like heaven to him. And enjoyed his meal but savored the 25th anniversary Godiva Cheesecake so we consider this a success.
Seeing the movie on the bigger screen was an interesting experience but Deb and I remain uncertain if it was worth the extra few bucks. Certainly it should be for the larger than life events such as this but we wonder if even Batman was a little too mundane for the full IMAX experience.
So, the movie.
Had Bob Kane and Bill Finger sat down and created Batman in 1939, the same way we create characters today, they might have come up with many of the same psychological underpinnings that have been added to the mythos over the years. Instead, Bob took a little from here and a little from there, absorbing elements of 30s pop culture and coming up with something unique, just plausible enough to propel a monthly series of stories. Since then, writers such as Denny O’Neil and Frank Miller have plumbed those depths to add to the strength of the character.
This entire movie is really an examination of those depths, a delightful mélange of bits lifted from one retelling of the origin after another. Being the long time reader that I am, I could pinpoint bits from Frank’s Year One or Denny’s “The Man who Falls” version of the origin. To Robbie, he didn’t have the same framework and was enchanted.
The one new character added by director Christopher Nolan as was the requisite love interest, Rachel Dawes, and even though she was a means to an end, was at last instrumental in keeping Bruce Wayne focused on the job at hand. She was also sadly a damsel in distress and yet another in a long line of love interests to learn Bruce’s secret, which has become the cliché (easily avoided here).
The rest of the characters from Commissioner Loeb to Carmine Falcone all come from the comics, well integrated into the current retelling of the origin myth. The Batman/Gordon relationship was a highlight as was the reimagining of Lucius Fox. How he built the cave, used the equipment and spread his legend was all well told.
Using Ra’s al Ghul as the antagonist was a terrific choice and here I think his melding into the story didn’t work as effectively. The League of Shadows is said to be millennia old and there to restore balance to the corrupt nation-states of the world. Following that logic, Gotham, a city, should be too small to merit their attention, especially in a world with corrupt regimes on almost every continent. Here, shoe-horning Ra’s and the League into the corruption of Gotham, and more intimately, the legacy of Thomas Wayne, was less effective. Ken Watanabe had some real screen presence and I’m sorry he wasn’t used more.
Liam Neeson as Henri Ducard was an interesting teacher/mentor to Bruce. However, I have no idea why they lifted this one-time character when he resembles the comic version in no way. You could have named him Qui Gon or something and he would have worked fine. He underplayed the part nicely where others would have chewed the scenery.
Nolan is a novice at action pictures, though, and it suffers because of it. The modern thinking is that fight scenes need to be shot quickly and edited in thin slices to be effective. Someone should go back and screen the best swashbuckler movies of the 30s and 40s to see how it could also work. It was difficult at many times to figure out who was doing what to whom. Also, the entire Batmobile chase was unnecessarily long especially if he could shift to stealth mode earlier and vanished from sight.
None of the above quibbles, though, took away from the pleasant impact of seeing one of DC’s premier icons handled well, with respect and appreciation. Now that we’re past the origin/introduction and we all better understand what makes Bruce Wayne tick we’re ready for the sequel. The set up at the end of this feature is a lovely tease and I’m already feeling the anticipation of what is to come…a terrific sign for a franchise.
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June 23, 2005
A Commuter's Lament
I began commuting to New York City in June, 1980. Back then, it was an hour’s ride from Huntington, Long Island and I was a newly-minted college graduate, following in my dad’s footsteps of taking the Long Island Railroad. These days, I commute from Connecticut to Manhattan, this time taking Metro-North, which effectively uses the same sort of cars. The biggest difference is that the CT trains draw their power from overhead centenary wires until they reach some point in New York State and then switch to a third rail-and-shoe system.
The trains on the New Haven line are over 30 years old and are therefore subject to frequent breakdowns. Over the last few harsh winters, the cars have shown their age with a high percentage of mechanical problems and breakdowns. Fully one-third of the train cars have been out of service at one time during the worst of the weather.
Now, I’m a simple guy when it comes to economics. It’s why the economy and stock market make no sense to me because people have found ways to make things overly complicated. You buy something you know will last only 30 years or so. Therefore, you have a ticking clock and know these things need to be replaced. Over 30 years, you put a little bit aside, let interest or compound interest help you along and suddenly, in 30 years, you have all or almost all of what you need to buy replacements with cash.
Apparently, government doesn’t work this way.
The state of Connecticut has been studiously avoiding allocating any moneys to replace the train cars when they know full well the cars are wearing out and need replacing. Our previous governor, the corrupt John Rowland, only gave mass transit lip service so we wasted nearly a decade. Our new governor, Jodi Rell, has been pretty terrific in cleaning up Rowland’s messes and the budget that just got passed helps in a lot of ways.
Just not for mass transit. The State Legislature seems to have decided that this is something special and needed due consideration so state transportation was one of several topics delayed until a Special Session began this week. As I understand, the Senate deals with mass transit on Monday.
The biggest problem seems to be parochial self-interested bullshit, a technical term I learned back in college from Ronald Brownstein, now with the Los Angeles Times. Of the eight counties making up the Nutmeg State, only two heavily rely on Metro North. The other six counties don’t seem to see the need for the state spending so much money when it doesn’t help them. (This is a perennial problem between the six counties and New Haven and Fairfield Counties. These two counties do contribute 46% of the state’s revenues but who’s counting?)
To quote the Hartford Courant: “The bill is likely to pass, as it cleared three key legislative committees by overwhelming margins during the regular session, but did not make it to vote in either the full Senate or House.
“The legislation was a victim of politics in the regular session, Roraback said, as Democratic leaders in the Senate demanded projects in their districts be funded before they voted on the package.
" ‘The bill got held hostage by members of the majority party and it was a ransom Gov. Rell refused to pay,’ Roraback said. ‘It was a desire on their part to see their pet projects approved’." Pet projects = pork barrel politics. While legislators get to say they brought money back to the district, it just means we the tax payer need to reach deeper into out pockets to pay for it all, so who is really being helped?
So, rather than save a little every year for 30 years (just as I save something every week for vacation and Christmas), we now need to find $1.3 billion dollars to fund highway and mass transit needs. The current thinking is a surcharge on petroleum companies plus hitting commuters with a $1 a month surcharge. I’m paying more than enough, thank you very much.
And if the money comes through, 342 new cars will be bought to replace the cars that are rapidly falling apart. Here are some of the problems with this approach: it’ll take five years before the first cars are available since they have to be built from scratch given the energy requirements so by the time we get the cars, the current ones will be a decade past their shelf life. Also, these are 1-for-1 replacements with no anticipation of additional cars for a growth in the commuter population. On the other hand, the state is encouraging its people to use the rails for reverse commuting to work or giving up the highways for a more pleasant trip into New York. So we gain something but not what’s really needed.
And no doubt, no planning will be made for opening a savings account for the time, 30-40 years hence, when these cars will need replacing.
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Too Cool
I don't often take these on line quizzes since they leave me with a case of identity crisis. When you blend in what flavor ice cream I am with what wine I am with which Star Trek captain I am with which President I am and so on and so on, I get confused.
However, when I saw this over on Keith DeCandido's blog, I had to try it:
Batman Congratulations! You scored a super 68%! |
Cool, calm and powerful. Whilst your actual super abilities may not be anything too dazzling, you have earnt the respect of both friends and enemies in response to your amazing fighting skills, strategic combat and experience. Luckily you have access to the greens which can fund all your majorly cool gadgets, vehicles and weapons! Also, you're reluctant but still accepting to the idea of having a teammate/side-kick, which just makes everything a whole lotta fun, doesn't it now! On the down side, you've probably suffered some sort of trauma at a young age (that's why we don't talk to the old man near the swings, kids). All in all though, you're one tough nut. There's not a lot of people who have the minerals to go up against you, and you're experienced enough not to get cocky and let the little things like never finding happiness get you down! |
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My test tracked 1 variable How you compared to other people your age and gender:
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| Link: The Which SUPER HERO are you Test written by crayzee69 on OkCupid Free Online Dating |
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June 17, 2005
Catching Up
THE NAKED TRUTH
A buddy here at DC is getting married and his best man decided the bachelor party should be on Wednesday, during lunch, at the local strip club, Flash Dancers. Flash Dancers is noteworthy because it’s the one David Letterman talks about every now and then since it’s diagonally across the street from the Ed Sullivan Theatre. Next door is San Leone Pizza, a very good NY pizza parlor, but everyone knows it as Naked Pizza, thanks to Letterman’s comments over the years.
Anyway, about a dozen of us trooped over there the other day and I have to admit, I was kind of looking forward to the group experience. It was guys and girls, it was certainly a different way to spend my lunch hour and I like the guy getting married. Oh yeah, and it’s been a while since I had been to a strip club of any kind.
The anticipation was more interesting than the floor show. The women on stage, dancing at the bar or working the room couldn’t have been more bored and disinterested. They barely moved let alone dance in time to the music, which, by the way, was about 20 years out of date. The most current tune I heard was “Who Let the Dogs Out?” Here was a group of paying customers and the dancers barely made eye contact.
Interestingly, two or three of them were engaging enough to command our attention and dollar bills. Our host, the best man, seemed to know most of them well enough that they recognized him which tells me more than I need to know about his spare time. While it was fun chatting with my colleagues in a relaxed setting, I couldn’t have been less interested in the scenery, which I admit proved disappointing.
THE WORK WEEK
Been a very busy week now that the 2006 collected editions planning meeting was held. It was a successful meeting and personally, I was pleased that a number of projects I championed and was interested in producing got approved. Now we had to start finalizing contents, divvying the work among the four of us and roughing out a schedule. Atop that, a few more projects got tossed on to the 2005 schedule so they had to be started.
Another project of mine, Absolute Crisis on Infinite Earths is currently being designed and it’s fun seeing all that black and white type be given life thanks to graphics and color. The designer, Louis Prandi, is also enjoying himself and we like the challenge of starting with a 96 page volume and figuring out how to maximize the space.
THE HOME LIFE
Kate’s foot has proven to be sprained not fractured but she’s hobbling around Washington on crutches anyway. Of course, that interferes with some of her work at the Bistro but she’s managing.
The ear infection that arrived last Friday remains stubborn and won’t go away so getting things done without distraction is a daily challenge. Although, I have begun work on the Organizing book, doing more research and reaching out to people to provide personal insights.
Also found time one night to sit with Robbie and prep for Shore Leave’s annual Mystery Trekkie Theatre. We watched the episode du jour and took notes. Our first gathering of Peter David, Mike Friedman and yours truly will occur in another week or so and that’s always a blast.
And of course, that means Shore Leave is around the corner and I’m looking forward to seeing friends new and old. (Deb is looking forward to the giveaways threatening to take over the basement being gone.)
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June 12, 2005
Slow Work
Ambition can be easily derailed. I had set aside plenty of time this weekend to dig into theCool Careers Without College project. Instead, I’ve been moving in slow motion.
Last Sunday I woke up with a cough which turned into a cold which lingered all week. I managed to work through it until Friday morning when, at 2 a.m., I awoke in pain. My left ear rang loudly and hurt quite a bit. It finally passed sometime later and I managed some sleep. I took the day off so I could see the doctor. You could tell I was sick, which was the day the DC staff was shown Batman Begins (yes, I missed it, don’t know how it is and will see it in the next week or two). And it turns out I have massive ear infection caused by a sinus problem, which triggered the cough and cold days earlier.
So, I’m taking all sorts of large, white pills to treat the pain (which is now gone) and the sinus problem. Still feel very sluggish, easily distracted and not entirely with it. Therefore, all my grandiose plans have sort of been dramatically reduced.
(And I’m not the only one on the DL. Deb is still healing from her foot surgery and Kate either fractured or strained her foot after a fall on Friday.)
Still, on Friday I did complete a draft outline for a proposed media tie-in novel. It’s currently with Kate for a read-through before it goes anywhere else. I also completed another chunk of a minor project I’m doing for Pocket that hasn’t been announced yet so can’t discuss. On Saturday I researched and wrote a bit for the next chunk but by 2:30 was done for the day.
Today we’ll see what I can manage on researching the Organizing project. A large number of readers here sent me notes with suggestions or offers of help and they are massively appreciated. Should make the process easier or just a tad more fun.
Meantime, I’ve watched lots of video. Finished the second season of The L Word which wasn’t as interesting as the first season. Some of the character arcs were fun to watch but I’m finding a lot of the characters not terribly deep. Carmen, the newest addition, seems nice enough but we don’t know what sort of person she really is. And the season’s villain, Helena Peabody, and that’s what she was, seemed undercut out of the blue in the final ep. And what the heck is going on with Jenny? They’re all over the place with her which is more distracting than dramatic. On the other hand, I’m also working my way through the second season of The West Wing on DVD and find the characters utterly fascinating, even with repeat viewings. I still want to be Aaron Sorkin when I grow up (minus the drug abuse, of course).
And now, back to research mode.
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June 09, 2005
Jack This
My dad would put me in the car and take me to the North Shore of Long Island for an appointment on Monday nights, right around 7 p.m. I remember this vividly for a number of reasons, one of which was as we piled into the car, I’d turn on the radio to WABC, the top 40 AM station I liked the most. And there’d be a chorus of voices calling for “Cousin Brucie” until finally, the real thing, Bruce Morrow, took the mike.
There was something neat about his patter. He was upbeat, fun to listen to and he played the Top 40 songs of the day and make them all seem fresh and wonderful. Time passes and eventually, AM Top 40 radio crumbles from increased advertising time and the dominance of FM radio. One station after another changed format, giving up on current music in favor of other music, news or talk. When ABC made the switch to Talk Radio, they celebrated the passing of an era by bringing back all their top jocks, including Cousin Brucie, to play favorite songs and reminisce.
Some of the DJs, along with Cousin Brucie, migrated to FM and WCBS, an oldies station. For the last decade or so, it was like listening to my childhood once again and that was fun.
Last Friday, at 5:30 p.m., WCBS changed formats. Now, stations do this as a matter of survival and I don’t fault them for doing what’s necessary. However, there are right ways to go about this and wrong ways. Last week, when the change happened with no notice, no advance warning, no final farewells, it was like we shifted to some parallel reality.
WCBS became the first New York area station to jump on the Jack fad. Started in Canada, the Jack format is supposedly cool and eclectic, mixing material from the 1970s-1990s with an expanded play list. As an oldies station, WCBS had a list totaling a mere 400 songs, which is pathetic by any standard. The Jack format boasts it now has 1200 songs to choose from. And that’s still pathetic by any standard.
I’ve been listening to the new format on and off since last weekend and while I’m hearing some stuff I haven’t heard in a while, I’m still hearing too much from the same performers. In the days when people wander around with iPods stocked with thousands of songs, 1200 is not going to cut it.
A friend of mine recently took a top level position at Infinity Broadcasting. One of the first things I told him was to try and convince management to let local disc jockeys play what they want, ignoring the formatted lists. Let the local radio guys be the tastemakers once more, breaking new bands or introducing songs that mean something to them. He smiled, nodded and told me this was the single most requested thing he had heard since taking the job. The dissatisfaction with current music radio seems to be a coast-to-coast fact of life that Clear Channel, Infinity and the other chains seem to be ignoring.
Or addressing by switching one market after another to Jack. Which is a band aid on a larger problem.
Whither Cousin Brucie?
After being unceremoniously dumped by CBS last Friday, he signed today to take a channel on Sirius Satellite radio. So, for those with a hankering for the past and a voice that can bring back their New York childhoods, you can pay for the privilege in the months ahead.
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June 05, 2005
BookExpo notes
BEA, or BookExpoAmerica, was held this weekend in New York City for the first time in several years. Like the World Science Fiction Convention, it moves around the country so this was my first opportunity to attend.
The Jacob Javits centers was packed wall to wall with book sellers, book manufacturers, rights and permissions people, distributors, et. al. As Publisher’s Weekly described it, the crowds varied from heavy to gridlock, so moving up and down the aisles was a challenge. They clumped all the smaller publishers at one end, by the foreign language publishers, and the Graphic Novel section was at the exact opposite end. DC was the largest presence at the GN area, but Last Gasp, Dark Horse, Marvel, Diamond and others were all there. Interestingly, Fantagraphics was more in the middle of the show and I don’t know if there was a technical reason for that or Gary Groth’s usual elitist approach to the rest of comics.
I worked the both a few hours each on Friday and Saturday but was primarily there to see and learn. And I learned a few things, was impressed by the breadth of material available. I pity the poor bookstore owner, trying to figure out what to buy and carry in the months ahead.
On the other hand, I enjoyed speaking with the large number of librarians who stopped by the DC booth. All had GN sections, one saying it had the highest circulation of any section their library.
As I wandered, I ran into colleagues from the comics business, friends from Publishing and the odd acquaintance I never expected to see. I also missed a number of pals who flew in for the show such as Dark Horse’s Rob Simpson and that Gaiman fellow.
You couldn’t go more than a few feet before people thrust things at you. In a fifteen minute span, I had a shortbread cookie, a bag of popcorn, a slice of cake and then was handed a meatball by Steve Shirripa (Bobby “Bacala”). I tried to be selective in the books, geegaws and bound gallies I collected, making sure to bring a souvenir home to Deb, Kate and Robbie. Trust me, I could have brought up several dozen items but they were more for the buyers than me and not every title was interesting. Still, the hard sell was on and I wound up getting an autographed copy of One Tough Mother. And who is that? Gert Boyle, of course. Her husband died one night and the next day, took over Columbia Sportswear and built it into a power house.
I did intentionally stand on line for two autographings: Nick Hornby for his latest novel, A Long Way Down. I’ve enjoyed his other works and this new one has already received critical raves. To accommodate the long line, he didn’t personalize the books but did pause to make eye contact and say hello. He caught my badge, double-taked and said, “Cool.” Which I liked. The other was for Gina Misiroglu’s The Superhero Book, which I’ve heard nothing but good things about. When I showed up, she saw my badge and beamed. She explained she was quite familiar with who I was and admitted to keeping a copy of DK’s DC Comics Encyclopedia by her side while working on the inevitable sequel about the villains. Gina, it turns out, used to work for Warner Consumer Products so it felt like meeting distant family.
As I got to the smaller and independent publishers, I came across Jack Klugman, sitting by himself at his new company. His book, Tony and Me, a memoir about his working friendship with the late Tony Randall, will be out this fall. He was signing excerpts and was by himself. I lingered just a little, listening to the 83-year old actor rasp about still performing. He looked good and I was thrilled to have the opportunity to chat. I’ve enjoyed his work, especially his classic turn on The Twilight Zone as well as each and every episode of The Odd Couple.
There was also a panel on the future of the graphic novel which was funny, entertaining and quite interesting. It was my first exposure to Harvey Pekar in person and was my first in person introduction to Brad Meltzer, who I’ve worked with on the forthcoming Identity Crisis collection. A good time was had by all.
As a working experience, it was enlightening.
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Showcase Presents
One of the frustrations about blogging is that I want to talk about stuff I'm working on at DC, but have to abide by Marketing's decision as to when things can be announced. Fortunately, yesterday's DCU Panel at WizardWorld Philly told the world about Showcase Presents.
Please check out the interview Jen Contino prepared in advance over at The Pulse.
Spent the weekend working at the BEA show, which is a BooK Expo and I'll talk about that later.
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June 01, 2005
Getting Organized
For those who know me well, my next assignment for Rosen Books will amuse you. It certainly amused my longtime pal Marty Pasko, who complains I’m trying to run his life. Normally, I reply that someone has to do it since he dithers over everything short of how to tie his shoes.
My loyal editor, Joann Jovinelly, asked if I’d handle another title in their series Cool Careers Without College. During my hiatus between jobs, I accepted one that had been abandoned by a different writer and it was tough. However, nothing else is being offered and I recognize I need something with a deadline to get me out of my writing funk.
So, for my next trick…
Cool Careers Without College for People who love to Organize.
Joann and I have been doing basic research, trying to find at minimum a dozen different jobs that would apply. We came up with the following list:
Does anyone have any other suggestions? Or do any of you perform the above jobs and want to chat with me about it?
Assistant Inventory Planner
Importer/Planner
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