Forgive the long summer stretch between posts—I promise I’m not going all Rosie Perez on you; it’s just, I’ve been enormously busy. For starters, I’m showing an adorable repeat group around town—PSJA, from so far south in Texas they tell me they can cross the border during study hall and return for 7th period.

On a park walk yesterday, we spotted Stephanie J. Block of 2013’s LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE stage adaption (and the best “Liza” I’ve ever seen in THE BOY FROM OZ), and she was tickled to pose for a few impromptu selfies. Tonight, the group is seeing Broadway show número tres of seven. Yes, you read that correctly: seven. Can’t wait to let them know they have a post show discussion with some of the cast members from ALADDIN. A couple of them scored tickets to a live taping of THE VIEW this morning, as well. Better them than me—yikes, those ladies give me a migraine the size of Nathan Lane’s ego.

Last Thursday, I attended Thrillerfest, which I’ve posted about previously—the annual convention for mystery and thriller writers here in NYC. I was able to pitch my book to six different high-end lit agents—including reps from Writer’s House and Folio. I’m ecstatic to report that all six asked for pages or the full. Mind you, that’s not an offer of representation, just the first step in the process. One agent in particular seemed like a particularly good fit for the manuscript, so cross all eleven of your fingers, Tyra. If nothing else, I came home lugging a sack full of promo books, including one from keynote speaker Nelson DeMille, which I can’t wait to sink my incisors into.

The title of this blog is no homage to THE VIEW, btw, but instead, a reference to a double viewing of New York comic and songstress Bridget Everett, who I was able to see at Joe’s Pub on Friday night. That’s the cabaret performance space at The Public Theater, and if you’ve never been, it’s a prime spot to see up-and-coming and not-quite-ready-for-MSG performers do their thang. I got to have a quick chat with her after the show up at the newly reno’d Library Bar & Restaurant. PS—That’s the perfect spot to actually interact with the performers after the show—at last call, my friends and I were the only table aside from Bridget’s, where she was sitting with the show’s director, cabaret usual suspect Cole Escola, and her little dog, who was cuter than cute. We had a brief chat, mostly about the unruly bunch at the table in front of us who caused Bridget to stop the show momentarily to scold them:

Bridget: “Heey… you guys have kids?”
[The three women who couldn’t stop chatting shake heads yes.]
Bridget: “Oh, really? So how would you feel if they were up here and someone was crapping on their dream?”

Yup. Annnnnnd… that same motley crew left without paying their service bill. Of course. The Déjà View reference comes into play the following evening when I caught Bridget starring in her very own special on Comedy Central, following Amy Schumer. I suspect that next time we see BE, it may be in a Bridesmaids-esque motion picture. Happy I got to check out her comedy in a more intimate setting before she starts apartment hunting in Los Feliz. She mentioned that she was only able to quit her “slave job” at a restaurant one year ago. Serving eggs benedict to Comedy Central special in 365 days! Another 20-year overnight success story. And it couldn’t be more deserved.