2023: My Year in Review
In which our hero wraps up his year with something he never thought he'd have again: full-time employment.
When 2022 ended, I didn’t really know what to expect from the coming new year, except that after six years of work, it looked as though Surely You Can’t Be Serious, the book on which I’d collaborated with David Zucker, Jim Abrahams, and Jerry Zucker, was finally - FINALLY! - going to be coming out. It had been a long road and a lot of work to get to that point, and as it turned out, I would still be doing interviews for the book into January 2023), but if it actually happened, it was going to be a very good thing, because to be perfectly honest, that book and this Substack newsletter were pretty much the only things I had going for me at the time, aside from a few regular freelance gigs.
Yes, between my family, friends, and readership, I’d managed to lock in a trip to the 2023 Television Critics Association press tour in January, but doing so without a full-time outlet to back me, it was going to be rough pulling in interviews. I did, thankfully, get a few for this newsletter, but it was definitely the least productive TCA trip I’d ever had.
By the end of February 2023, I didn’t even have most of those freelance gigs anymore. I’d been writing posts for Rhino Records since 2014, but due to a bit of bouncing around and some budgetary cuts, I’d been bounced over to somewhere within the Warner Music organization the previous year, at which point they decided that they were going to be reorganizing how they did the posts and that they’d let me know when they’d figured out what they were going to be doing. (I’m still waiting.) I’d also been writing press releases for a company that suddenly decided that they were going to divest themselves of all freelancers in favor of doing all of their releases in-house. And last but not least, I’d been writing for EW.com and pulling in a decent chunk doing so, but suddenly my editor left, and although I was still in the mix as a freelancer, when his replacement took over, it took a few months before I was able to get another assignment, which was rough on the pocketbook, I can assure you.
Suddenly here I was with I only one regular freelance gig (TV Week in Vancouver) and one as-regular-as-the-budget-allowed freelance gig (Decider). Otherwise it was a matter of pitching my heart out and hoping that it might result in either an assignment for a new outlet or - in a perfect world - an assignment for an outlet where I’d already proven myself. But the latter category tended to yield very little, since it seemed as though either the editors I’d worked with over the years had moved from those outlets or the outlets where I’d previously written just weren’t the same outlets anymore…and, yes, I’m looking squarely at you, A.V. Club.
So I scrambled as best I could. I wrote more for this newsletter. I started selling plasma. I accepted some charity here and there, which is not something that I ever wanted to do, and the people who assisted me, I’ll never forget and will forever be grateful. I even started getting back in the habit of applying for full-time journalism jobs, even though I’d been doing that off and on for a dozen years and literally hadn’t even gotten as much as an interview for my trouble.
That changed in May 2023.
A job popped up on… Geez, I can’t even remember where it was anymore. That’s how many jobs I was applying for at the time. But this one was for a music writer/editor. I figured, “Well, I started out as a music journalist, I’ve been writing music posts for Rhino for nine years… This is clearly something I can do.” So I applied. And it wasn’t in May that I applied. It was just in May that I got an email apologizing for the delay in getting in touch because of a delay in the hiring process, along with a request to answer a few questions about my availability. From there, it led to an interview, then a second interview, and… Well, long story not much shorter, I got the job.
A full-time job. With benefits and bi-weekly paychecks and a salary which, while I would never be so gauche as to be specific, is roughly double what I’d been averaging for the previous few years as a freelancer.
Of course, money is still going to be an issue for a little while yet - I mean, after all, I do have a daughter who’s a freshman in college - but this is the first time in years that I can actually exist for more than a few days at a time without suddenly feeling like I need to pop a Xanax.
And on top of all of that…?
The book finally came out, virtually everyone seems to love it, and even though my name isn’t on the cover, it’s prominently placed inside, and as David Zucker accurately put it, “It’s in a perfect spot for you to sign it.”
So having gotten all of that unexpected joy out of my system, I’m now going to favor you with a collection of links to pieces I’ve done throughout the year. Not all of them, mostly because my new gig involves the penning of a lot of daily news pieces, but all of the interviews I’ve done, anyway.
By the way, maybe you’ve noticed, maybe you haven’t, but when I started this new job, I put a pause on all of the paid subscriptions. I knew I wasn’t going to be in a position to do much in the way of updating the newsletter, so I didn’t want to be taking people’s money when I wasn’t giving them any content. But at least now you’re getting a little bit, anyway…
Congratulations on your great year. Your recounting of the experience hits home to me. I went through a similar stretch about a decade ago. Laid off three times in two years and before things turned around we were as close to homeless as you can get without sleeping in a car.
I suspect it'll be a a bit before you can truly relax. And it took a long time before I felt comfortable spending a bit of extra money on myself.
But I'm glad to see things have worked out. May 2024 be an even better year.
Congratulations on your book and your new job! It's understandable that you wouldn't have much time for this newsletter but it's good to still see you post when possible.