THE IDIOT, by Elif Batuman: Because her extended metaphors tickle the best part of my brain.
THE WINDFALL, by Diksha Basu: Because the central character, a middle-aged, overnight, tech millionaire, IS India.
HOME FIRE, by Kamila Shamsie: Because it portrays contemporary immigrant culture across 3 countries but I read it in 2 breathless sittings (THIS! IS! DRAMA!!!)
MAGPIE MURDERS by Anthony Horowitz: Because I miss Agatha Christie, and England.
THEFT BY FINDING by David Sedaris: Because he has always noticed everything.
Would you rather be 20% more physically attractive, or 20% more intelligent? Comedy goddesses Amanda Lund and Maria Blasucci invited me on their podcast, The Big Ones!, to discuss, and no one has guessed my answer correctly (yet).
A letter to a young woman who (justifiably) wants to give up on a career in entertainment this week: please don’t.
Are you sick of me talking about my short film yet? Or are you like WHERRRRRRE IS THE TRAILER? well, it’s your lucky day!
Given the longer format of my column, I don’t often get a chance to answer the smaller questions sent my way, but this conversation with my old friend (and client!) Josh Ruben on his Mindhouse podcast covers a lot of ground: The Marvelous Jack Black, why shooting tape before a pitch is always best, what question I get most often, what bugs me the most about the industry, and what I miss about being an agent (my expense account). Hope you enjoy.
Print out this checklist and go to town.
Because thank you for your lists, every highbrow media type, but all of those books are depressing. Here are five great books I read in 2016 that might make you want to keep living, too.
Carry On by Rainbow Rowell. Because she is the only writer other than J.K. Rowling who doesn’t think young people are stupid.
The Portable Veblen by Elizabeth Mckenzie. Because her spare, funny, odd writing style will bewitch you. imagine Lukas Moodysson, novelist.
A Gentleman in Moscow by Amor Towles, for running the breadth of 20th century Russian history without boring us for one second.
You’ll Grow Out of It by Jessi Klein. Because she is dreadful at making plans, but reading this book is exactly like spending time with her.
Modern Lovers by Emma Straub. Because it is Thirtysomething. and because her writing feels so effortless you think you can do it too (you can’t).