In Praise of a Difficult Woman

I had the joy of meeting Elizabeth Wurtzel years ago when she was promoting her genius book Bitch: In Praise of Difficult Women.  In my copy of the book she inscribed priceless advice, which I only partially heeded: “For Jamie:  Stay single! Stay thin! Refuse to succumb to their bourgeois nightmares for you!”

I’m of course thinking about Elizabeth this week because of the Penguin lawsuit against writers for non-delivery. Her bad-ass response did not disappoint: “Who the f**k sues someone who works for David Boies?”

Read more at Above the Law.

The Assignment

This morning is bleak and dark, rain promised for the rest of the day.

LA would seem entirely like a dream if I hadn’t spent the past half hour unpacking my suitcase. Every article of clothing smells like M.’s house, slightly earthy, slightly fragrant. I pressed a t-shirt to my face, and almost started to cry. Andy caught me, and asked me if everything is ok. “Fine,” I said. “I’m just tired.”

I have to get this article finished before I lose my mind. Today I’m interviewing a director who went to NYU film school with M. I have plenty of material for the professional side of the article, but I’m still lacking that personal angle that the editor wants. Ironic, I know. Even with all the time I spent with M. – very personal time, obviously – I still don’t have the type of broad, sweeping insight that I could use in an article. The more I think about it, the more I realize I don’t know her that much better than I did the day I first walked into her townhouse. When I think that was just a few weeks ago, I can’t get my mind around it.

Time to get the girls off to school.

To read The Assignment from the beginning, click here.