TELEVUTION

I’ve been noticeably absent.

This, constant reader (as King might say,) has only to do with not having enough hours in the day to accomplish all that’s required of my various interests and, of course, job.

At work, I’m shuttling between New York and Los Angeles (while living in Chicago,) launching a new couture jewelry brand on one coast, and helping re-define a multi-channel value proposition for a major entertainment cable network on the other. To save daylight, I’m constantly taking the 11:15PM redeye from LAX to JFK, and shuffling into work bleary-eyed from airplane oxygen. I now know more about diamonds than I ever dreamed possible, and have decided that LA’s not such a bad town after all—it’s actually kinda growing on me.

At play, I’m happy to say that ICM recently agreed to rep me in their TV-Literary department. I’ve always wanted to say, “Call my agent,” and now, I can. I’ve been working on a breakthrough new reality concept with John Feist, while on the scripted side, Adam Belanoff, Jonathan Prince and I have decided to take our irreverent look at the world of human greed and manipulation to premium cable, and are due to pitch Showtime and HBO in the next couple of weeks.

This coming Tuesday is also Diwali, the Indian new year, and to all of you who celebrate it, or are simply looking for a wish of good cheer as winter snakes its icy tendrils into a colorful, but dying fall—Sal Mubarak!