Before I became a world-famous nonfiction author (no, really, this guy in Hong Kong knows me and he thinks I’m pretty good at what I do), I tried my typewriter at spinning fictional yarns. Lucky for me (and you) this creative writing venture didn’t pan out.
During this short “fictional” period of my life, I wrote two screenplays and one serialized teleplay. For those of you who really care to learn more about this financially unrewarding point in my career, let me give you a brief overview of each of these dismal failures.
First, there was the serialized teleplay. It was supposed to be a specific genre of TV comedy— situation comedy, both figuratively and literally, and spiced with witty wordplay.
The teleplay was pitched to the one television network that I felt would most benefit from my wit. So much for wit and comedy. It was met with complete disdain from th