Get mad…then get write

Another week, another glaring example of how badly the mainstream media tells our stories.

Last week, the eagerly anticipated HBO show Girls premiered. The show, centered around three twenty-something women living in New York City, was being hailed for telling a new “New York story.” It was supposed to be a break from the coffeeshop and diner, glamorous, quirky New York of shows like Seinfeld, Friends, Will and Grace and, that other show about women in New York, Sex and the City. Critics have pointed out that, well-written as all those shows may be, they tend to paint a glaringly whitewashed and wealthwashed (yea new word!) picture of New York. Instead, this show was hailed for its accurate portrayal of the “real,” often gritty, decidedly less sunny New York life. It was directed and produced by Lena Dunham, a New Yorker in her twenties. It was supposed to be real, really real – for one all of these girls live in Brooklyn. For real, Brooklyn!!

Anyway, many viewers did not get what they were hoping for. In particular, some women of color voiced their dissapointment that, yet again, all the main characters seem to populate an almost exclusively white world. Not only is there no main character of color, the characters so far seem to interact with few people of color. And anyone who has been to an “up and coming” Brooklyn hipster enclave knows that it’s nothing if not diverse. Black and white hipsters, Black families, Hasidic Jewish families, West Indians, Asians, old Europeans – all living and coexisting even if that coexistence is sometimes tense.

Jenna Wortham wrote an article in The Hairpin, Where (My) Girls At, lamenting the lack of racial diversity in a show. She praised the show’s writing, its showing smart women on TV, but points out the lack of diversity. In response to Wortham’s tweet, one of the show’s writers Lesley Arfin responded with this mind-numbingly stupid tweet:

Yes, she really tweeted that.

As I’ve read the fallout and the inevitable back-and-forth comments, it’s been hard not to get upset. I agree with the women who are calling out Girls. Granted, I know that the New York potrayed on TV is far from the truth. I went to college in New York City and have spent most of my twenties living in Manhattan. If TV were accurate, my college campus should have been a constant Law & Order SVU investigation scene. I can enjoy episodes of Friends but I can’t help thinking “Yea right. You have those apartment. With those jobs.” And of course, I bristle at how few people of color were present in these TV shows. So I too hoped that a show on HBO, with its reputation for pushing the envelope, would be a bit more true to form.

Yes, Durham has the right to include all white folks in her show and tell her New York story. And we have the right to point out that it’s total bullshit. I applaud Jenna Wortham and others who’ve been writing about the lack of people of color in the show.

But it all gets so tiring…

After getting upset and wanting to pull my hair out for a half hour, I closed all the tabs and stopped reading the comments [aside: nothing like reading the comment threads on any article about race to make you lose full faith in humanity]. After I stopped reading, I opened my “random ideas” Google Doc and wrote a few pages of a premise of a novel idea I’ve had for some time. It focuses on the New York City college experience of a young black girl (hey, we write what we know). As usual, writing helped me de-stress and move away from the emotional reaction of it all. I also got to thinking about how we as people of color react to these things. I hope that after we call out those who need to be called out, we turn around and start making our realities. I’m sure many of us have a story or two we’d like to tell on TV or in film. Of course, writing is difficult. Few people will be able to write a successful screenplay. Fewer still will ever get anyone to read it or pay attention. And even fewer still will see it recorded or shown on any medium, whether that’s Youtube or HBO. I’m reminded of the quote that always pushes me toward action by that sage Toni Morrison:

“If there’s a book you really want to read but it hasn’t been written yet, then you must write it”

Plus, though I sometimes feel like the media landscape isn’t changing when it comes to telling diverse stories, I know that things are getting better. In 2011, women like Dee Rees and Issa Rae showed us that you can build an audience – if not great fortune (yet) – from telling these stories. They don’t get the attention or the acclaim they deserve but the work they’re doing is powerful. I’m sure they saw the lack of representation and got angry. But they turned that anger into action, got out their pens (eh, laptops) and got writing.

So if you think the stories you’re seeing on TV are inaccurate and that you can do better, please go do! And even if you don’t want to be a writer or creator, you still have a role to play in supporting good storytelling. You have to dig harder to find it but they exist. So get mad if you must but may your anger turn to creative resolve.

Location: In La La land…. but I’m not dreaming

If you would have asked me 5 months ago, where I would be in April 2012,  I would have probably  been annoyed. Then I’d say, “I don’t bleeping know” in a more tactful manner. This time in December, I was nearing the end of my term on Capitol Hill and once again found myself at a dead end. I felt I had exhausted my resources as far as coffee and informational meetings and emails could take you and working at Starbucks had started to seem like the most viable option. My plan after the holidays in Minnesota was to return to Washington D.C., find a peanut job so I could eat and at least pay my angel of an auntie a little something for letting me squat in her apartment, and co-produce a webisode series I wrote with the little money I had. Meanwhile, I would wait for my 5-figure job to fall from the sky.

The Sunday before my departure from Minnesota, I received a call from one of my best friends from high school that I can now confidently say changed the course of my life forever. She asked me if I had a job yet and if I’d be willing to move to L.A. to work for a show we will refer to as, Mr. Bigtime. A production assistant had just quit and she was going to give my resume to the producer. After wiping up my drool I was able to say, heck yes. In a matter of two hours I was on the phone with a producer for Mr. Bigtime. She was extremely bubbly and excited to talk to little old me for some reason. This woman tells me (and my mom, who was sitting on pins and needles listening along), “Now, I could hire someone locally, but because of your resume and what I’ve heard about you if you can get here by next Monday the job is yours. Call me on Tuesday with your answer.” It took a nanosecond for me to decide that I would go. I really could not believe it! Me, the quirkster, suburban, African girl was finally going to the big time! Who knew, maybe I would have a chance to be the first production assistant ever to take over a major network primetime show. At this point anything was possible!  I floated. Of course my parents were elated as well.  So much so they told quite literally our whole extended family. Immediately, I devised a plan that I would go to D.C., pack up my things, and fly to L.A. that Saturday. I bought my ticket from Reagan to LAX, planned to ship my car, and made arrangements to stay with my friend until I could find my own place.

When I called the woman back her tone was substantially less bubbly and she told me to call her back on Thursday. Strange I thought, this hussy better not try to pull a fast one on me. In the days leading up to Thursday I could not eat or sleep. It was definitely the worst anticipation anxiety I’ve ever had. My gut told me that something was wrong. I called again on Thursday and she handed the phone to her Associate producer who goes through my job description, what my days will be like, tells me to watch the last 2 episodes of the show, and tells me she will email me a sample of the packets I will put together each week. AH, I could breath again It hought until I heard her whisper “Should I tell her now?” The associate producer then informs me that  she would “ call me back in 5 min”.

I wanted to say, “No, you trickster. Tell me whatever you have to say NOW!” I mean, come on woman, this was no small decision, it’s Thursday and my ticket was for Saturday. But I conceded and again waited for her call. FOUR HOURS LATER my phone rings. The sweethearted associate producer is on the line. It went something like this:

“Hi hun, we actually decided to hire someone local just because we didn’t want you to move here just for this job, you know? And we’d feel responsible if it didn’t work out.”…And a bunch of other stuff that sounded like the teacher from Charlie Brown. At the end, I simply said, “Okay, thank you for your consideration.”

So here we have it, a one way a non-refundable ticket to Los Angeles International Airport, cancelled casting calls for my webisode series, and a big fat question mark lingering over my head. The bon voyage dinner my best friend Camille and I cooked had turned in to something quite different.  It wasn’t until Camille’s older brother said, “Well, you’re still going right” that I considered still going. Who knows what could happen, I thought. But this was just too gutsy; my parents would think I was crazy. And obviously I was because that Saturday I got on the plane and not one of those doubts have come to fruition.

I just recently made the deposit on a studio in, yes you guessed right, L.A. May will not only mark my 1st year as a graduate, but also my 5th month living in the City of Angels. Within a week of arriving in this foreign land, I had a freelance job on a film. This led me to the permanent job I have now. My dream of pursuing acting seemed so far fetched only weeks before; I now have an agent. And most unbelievably to me, I auditioned, passed, and enrolled in the first course at the Groundlings School. Something I truly dreamed of, but thought could only be reality years from whenever I was dreaming. I really cannot believe my life right now and I owe it all to that tricky producer at Mr. Bigtime.

You see, I didn’t ramble on with every detail of that story to hype myself. That’s actually one of my least favorite things to do. I want you to understand my thought process because I know you’ve worn those apprehensive shoes too. We’ve all found ourselves at a dead end where our options seemed limited. We doubt, we stress, and we complain about things that are out of our control as opposed to the easier  option of taking control.  There is something beautiful about risk. No, not tightrope walking across a high-rise building over a pool of sharks. I’m talking about jumping in to an insecure situation and trusting yourself to turn it into something solid. When you take risks, you take control. Think about the times where you doubted yourself and went for it anyway. You took a risk! Regardless if the situation ended in your favor or not, I know you lived because you’re reading this article. And if it don’t kill ya, (in unison, please) it makes ya stronger. My friends, when it comes to your dreams, especially those that seem farfetched, the only thing that will come from sitting and waiting is a sore toosh. Make the choice to take control and turn your dreams in to your reality. You’ll surprise yourself.

And always, be thankful!

Learning from Oprah’s OWN struggles

I’m no Oprah junkie. The Oprah Show never much appealed to me – too much consumerism, too much “self help.”
Still I’ve always respected Oprah for what she’s accomplished, especially given the extremely difficult life she had. Many people struggle to build anything of value but Oprah really struggled.

When she launched the Oprah Winfrey Network (OWN) in January 2011, I didn’t expect to be a viewer. But like many people,  I assumed a lot of her fans would flock to her to the network. From building a hugely successful magazine to launching the careers of folks like Rachel Ray to propelling small businesses and books to success, Oprah seemed to have the midas touch.

Until she didn’t…

OWN has struggled since its launch. Just four months into the launch, its first CEO Christina Norman was ousted. Even with new leadership and piles of money, the network just couldn’t seem to pull it together. Veteran TV host Rosie O’Donnell was brought in to host a show to save OWN. That too ended disastrously. A couple of weeks ago, the network announced layoffs and restructuring. America loves nothing more than to put famous people on a pedestal and then watch them fall and plenty of people have enjoyed kicking Oprah while she’s down. So I was really encouraged this week by an interview Oprah gave to “CBS This Morning.”

She said:

“The idea of creating a network was something that I wanted to do. Had I known that it was this difficult, I might have done something else. I didn’t think it was going to be easy, but…if I knew then what I know now, I might have made different choices. If I were writing a book about it, I could call the book ’101 Mistakes.’”

I was really impressed by Oprah’s candid comments in the interview. Yes, she is most one of the most influential womem in the world and one of the wealthiest self-made women in America, but she too can get in over her head. I spent a good bit of time thinking about Oprah’s comments and distilling lessons for those of us just starting out our careers:

  • Mistakes are inevitable: even with her experience with TV, movies, and magazines, Oprah can still make wrong calls in the media business. If someone with decades of experience stil make mistakes in a business with which she is intimately familiar, then we too will make mistakes. We don’t have decades of wisdom (yet) but even after we do, we won’t always make the right call.
  • Admitting failure doesn’t make you weak: In trying to be taken seriously as a professional, I’ve found myself not wanting to admit failure to others. I’ve wanted to keep my errors guarded so that I could appear strong and in control. This is the wrong approach. Growth will come by admitting missteps and thinking critically about what went wrong and why.
  • Everyone has to pay their dues:Oprah admits to launching OWN before she was ready and making other mistakes. Given the decade-long halo of success around here, there was probably a bit of hubris and an assumption that she could easily do it. But she’s learned that everyone has to learn at least partly from experience.
  • Always keep growing and pushing: Oprah admitted that having a network was “something that I wanted to do.” So even after the successes she’s created, she did not rest. No one would have blamed Oprah if she decided to continue riding the wave of her show; she could probably have kept dominating ratings for another 5-10 years. She could have continued being an executive producer of other talk shows and movies, and producing her magazine – all areas where she’s proven success. Yet she chose to try something new. If someone with Oprah’s track record of success can take a risk then so can you and me! We have way less to lose in the court of public opinion.

While a lot of Oprah’s diehard fans can be a bit “crazy” in their devotion, a lot of her diehard critics are also extreme. The haters are probably gonna keep hating. I probably won’t tune in to OWN no matter what happens (the little TV I consume happens strictly online), but I do wish Oprah the best and feel grateful for the lessons on humility.

New Webseries: Milk +Honey

Sometimes, TV annoys me.

It has become nothing more than recycled, refashioned bad reality TV drama. Seriously though, if I see one more re-run of Kim K’s wedding, I’m going to vomit. And since when is NeNe Leakes considered a celebrity? I’m baffled by all the madness.

Maybe you’re  wondering: Where  have all the well scripted, funny, provocative shows gone? Where is the emerging talent of the future? I’ll tell you where: THE INTERNET!

Don’t you just love it?

Because while you may be losing faith in TV, there is a new surge of webseries offering access to great writing, insanely funny plot lines and introductions to awesome actresses and actors. Milk + Honeyis such a show and I promise you, it’s something you need to see.

Produced by the  sistahs of Brown Paper Doll Productions, Milk +Honey follows the pursuits of Hollywood’s four newest residents as they navigate romance, work, spritiuality. Idris Elba serves as executive producer of the series and the one-and-only Debbie Allen co-stars.

So breathe, all is not lost. Check out episode 1 below:

milk + honey: episode 1 from brown paper dolls on Vimeo.