How would I adapt to my own giant office, gummy bears on demand and daily microdosing?
“Do you want to come to
California for a couple of months to work on the television show of your dreams?” is honestly the most exciting non-food-related thing any other person has said to me. When the comedian and author Lindy West sold the adaptation of her book Shrill to Hulu and it immediately got picked up to series (a dumb
Hollywood term that basically means, “We will give you money to make several episodes of a show that we don’t know if anyone will actually watch”), she called me on the phone (a crime), and we unintelligibly screamed high-pitched nonsense words at each other for a full minute and a half.
Lindy told me that she was allowed to pick one of several people who would join the Shrill writers’ room that summer in
Los Angeles, and she wanted that person to be me.