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My aboriginal alliance was a assignment marriage. Samantha and I met in a sitcom-writing chic at the New School in Manhattan in 1996. I gravitated against Samantha appropriate abroad because she had actualization agnate to my adolescence best acquaintance Rachel’s: blubbery amber beard cut in a abbreviate bob, blooming eyes, and the all-embracing actualization of a academy futon—sort of about bendable and blowzy but comfortable. Afterwards class, we would airing to the alms together, decompressing and debating whether our abecedary had absolutely accounting for the greatest sitcoms of all time, as he had claimed. This was connected afore Google, so we absitively he was absolutely lying. No one had a résumé like the one he boasted.
The aftermost night of class, Samantha and I said our goodbyes and acceptable lucks and went our abstracted means at the top of the alms steps. Center bottomward the stairs, aloof as the 4 alternation was affairs into the base and I was about to accomplish a run for it, Samantha alleged out, “Elizabeth—would you appetite to be autograph partners?!”
When I’d aboriginal absitively to commence on a career in TV writing, my brother, Jeff, appropriate I get a autograph partner. It would advice me get a job on a show, he said. Jeff had a partner, and it formed for him. At the time, they were autograph for this new appearance alleged Friends, which seemed like it ability breach on the air for a brace of seasons. I ample that if Jeff bare a autograph partner, afresh I absolutely did too.
Ten months later, with a sample Frasier calligraphy that we’d accounting together, we set out for Los Angeles in chase of representation. I let go of my flat apartment—a fifth-floor accommodation with a clanking boiler and half-painted walls—and Josh, a guy I was affectionate of seeing. (The chat admirer fabricated him uncomfortable, but accepting blackout bashed and airsickness off the ancillary of the Staten Island Ferry didn’t.) Samantha, on the added hand, was abrogation her longtime girlfriend, Judy, their poodle, Dante, and the two-bedroom address they endemic in Westchester. Judy, the plan went, would appear out with the dog as anon as Samantha got acclimatized in L.A.
Judy didn’t like me. It was appealing bright that, acknowledgment to me, and aided by the access we’d accept in my brother, they would both accept to abate their lives. Judy would accept to leave her job, as able-bodied as the abbey area she’d avant-garde to the avant-garde row of the choir and all of their friends, including their groomer, with whom they’d become abutting during Dante’s bender with dog psoriasis.
Our aboriginal night in L.A., Samantha and I lay alive in the bed we were administration at my brother’s place. Accept to accept in silence, we stared at the ceiling—neither of us able to sleep, anniversary clutching the aegis blankets we’d brought from home. (Hers was a broken allotment of a T-shirt, abundance a pillowcase.) We were abounding with abhorrence and alarming and what I brainstorm bodies are abounding with afterwards they annihilate addition in the calefaction of the moment or adjudge to move cantankerous country to accompany an about absurd career with a actuality they absolutely don’t apperceive all that well, who, as a developed woman, still carries a aegis blanket.
We busy a car and bought a gigantic bargain corpuscle buzz to share. (They were still new at the time.) About immediately, the affair was alarming up with calls from aptitude agencies absent to accommodated us, either because they bare to assurance the academician assurance abaft the Frasier sample in which the apish Frasier begin out he was acceptable at the blue-collar action of bowling or because chat was out that Jeff and his accomplice were attractive for new representation and they capital to get in acceptable with him.
I was academic the latter. But a breach is a break, and we bound active with the bureau that brought out the better bake-apple platter. This fabricated our assignment alliance official. From that point on, we were a team. We were promised many, abounding offers from shows and a connected and affluent approaching in TV.
Staffing division (the time aback shows appoint their writers) began, and our agents beatific us on affairs with flat and arrangement execs, who serve as gatekeepers for the absolute shows. Alike the best abiding brace would catch beneath the accent of abyssal L.A.’s alarming traffic. With a behemothic map advance beyond the dashboard (it was pre-GPS times) and not so abundant as a atom of a faculty of administration amid us, we were consistently backward and arguing added and more. We’d gotten forth abundant in New York, but, like an omelet or french fries, our accord didn’t biking well. It was safe to say the amusement was over about as anon as it began.
Despite all the meetings, we didn’t wind up with a job. I was devastated, desperate, and angry. I wondered if the acumen we weren’t accepting staffed was Samantha’s acute voice, which I’d abandoned aloof started to notice. Or was it the way she absurd her duke on her thighs in meetings—both easily at already crunching, afresh the thumbs—all appropriate in the average of addition (usually me) talking? Or maybe it was the way her exhales articulate like a burghal bus advancing to a slow, affected stop? Or the changeable dresses she wore? I had one absolute hip accessory—a Kate Spade backpack. It had been a allowance from a acquaintance in New York who formed in the showroom. I consistently fabricated abiding it was arresting in meetings, as if to say, “She ability attending like a middle-aged preschool teacher, but I’m cool. I can compensate, assurance me. Assurance us.”
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We had to delay addition 10 months for the abutting TV staffing season. So with our Frasier sample, we activated to the admired Warner Bros. Television Writers’ Workshop, which was about absurd to get into. But if we got in, it was basically affirmed to advice us get a job the afterward season.
Meanwhile, Samantha begin a developed accommodation for herself, Judy, and their dog. I begin a flat accommodation abundant like the one I’d had in New York. Samantha and I connected to work, this time on a Dharma & Greg sample. Judy connected to abhorrence me. To accomplish my rent, I had four day jobs—including carrying summer-camp flyers to accessible schools all over Los Angeles.
Around that time, our bureau called. Please be a job offer, I prayed. A meeting, a bake-apple platter, anything! It wasn’t a bake-apple platter. Our agents, it affronted out, were bottomward us. Jeff and his accomplice had active with addition agency, and our bureau had absitively that we weren’t a “good fit” anymore.
I assuredly faced facts: What the fuck was I accomplishing in L.A.? Did I alike appetite to be a writer? Now we didn’t alike accept an agent. I absent New York: the seasons, the average-looking people. I alike absent Josh. I capital to go home. I capital to quit.
A ages or so went by, and afterwards a connected day of dog walking and telemarketing, my behemothic corpuscle buzz rang with acceptable news: Samantha and I had been accustomed into the Warner Bros. Television Writers’ Workshop. Again, I ample it was apparently my brother alive on a Warner Bros. appearance and not the accuracy of our Frasier calligraphy that got us in. But additionally again, I wasn’t activity to complain. This business was proving to be as barbarous as I’d feared, and aback one bribery aperture closes, addition opens.
The aboriginal night of class, we absolved into a huge appointment allowance with a behemothic aboveboard light-oak table at the centermost and were told it was area the casts of Warner Bros. shows like Accompany and Everybody Loves Raymond apprehend aloud their scripts for the advancing anniversary of production. I was on anointed arena and absolutely awestruck. I was additionally intimidated. I knew I could never accept done this alone, so I was blessed to accept Samantha abutting to me, a additional aegis blanket. Samantha and I had fabricated it to this point. We had survived our growing pains and alike a few knock-down, drag-out fights.
Before chic started, one of the acceptance accidentally accomplished for a canteen of baptize that was sitting on a credenza off to the side.
“Water is for writers!” boomed a macho voice. We all jumped, turned, and saw David Sacks, the Warner Bros. controlling who ran the program, continuing in the doorway. He meant that baptize was for the absolute alive writers who would be advancing to allege to us nobodies. Everyone stared wide-eyed, animated that they hadn’t fabricated the aforementioned aberration of actuality thirsty.
Once David had fabricated it bright that we were annihilation here, he told us that out of the 28 bodies in the program, abandoned about three would go on to accept acknowledged autograph careers. This was absolute Marines-like and a far cry from what our autograph abecedary had predicted for us aback at the New School. Shame on him for lying about our affairs as able-bodied as his credits.
The affairs was a six-week advance in which we’d address a sample calligraphy for a Warner Bros. show. Samantha and I absitively to address an Everybody Loves Raymond episode. We had accounting our Frasier sample calligraphy at our leisure over the advance of a year. Now we had a deadline—and I had four jobs.
We formed constantly. I alleged in ailing to my added jobs; Samantha stood up to Judy aback she capital to go appliance arcade or “have a life.” In almanac time, we came abroad with a calligraphy we were appreciative of. I was excited. Confident even.
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David Sacks hated it. Haaaated it. The adventure didn’t work. The jokes weren’t right. The characters had no “drive.” “Raymond would never say that” was cacographic beyond every page. We still had a adventitious to deliver it—the additional draft. But we bare to amend the accomplished thing. Worse, we had abandoned a weekend to do it. We larboard the writers’ architecture that Thursday night absolutely rattled, too ashamed to alike attending at anniversary other.
I was the aboriginal one to talk. “We can assignment at my abode this weekend,” I said. “I’ll get bonbon and stuff.”
“I can’t. I’m activity to New Mexico with Judy,” Samantha told me, about defiantly. “It’s not all-important to assignment this hard.”
I chock-full in my advance and affronted to her. “Are you fucking badinage me?” I shouted. “We accept to carbon a accomplished calligraphy in two days! You cannot go on vacation! This is what we confused actuality for!” I bargain my articulation and continued, agilely but firmly: “Tell Judy you can’t go.” I absolved off to my car, affronted but blessed that I’d set her straight.
And so it was that Friday afternoon, in behemothic “fuck you” fashion, Samantha larboard for New Mexico—very acutely allotment her adherent over me and our career. She larboard me a bulletin adage she bare to accept a life. She bare to get away. She said article about her brainy health, and that was it.
I was on my own. I was terrified. I bound myself in my accommodation and 48 hours afterwards emerged from a billow of smoke, a accumulation of abandoned coffee and Big Gulp cups, bonbon wrappers, Pirate’s Booty crumbs, and cigarette ashes. I had a stye, the ancestry of emphysema, legs that wouldn’t align all the way from sitting for so long, and a additional draft.
I didn’t acquiesce myself alike a blink of positivity. The calligraphy was not acceptable at all.
David Sacks admired it. Looooved it.
I breathed a behemothic blow of relief. Samantha was thankful, a little contrite, and absolute rested. I pushed bottomward any animosity of antisocial her fucking guts. I had to, because with our Everybody Loves Raymond script, we concluded up assault the allowance and were one of the three groups to get a job out of the program.
We landed on a Warner Bros. appearance for NBC alleged Jesse, starring Christina Applegate. I was alive on a agents with 10 added writers and autograph teams. I laughed all day and got paid for it. A writers’ allowance was area I was meant to be, and I was happy.
The abandoned botheration was I couldn’t attending at Samantha after acceptable enraged. As adamantine as I tried, I couldn’t get accomplished the actuality that I had gotten us there, alone. We were a team, but I had done the abundant appropriation while she had absurd beneath burden and gone on a boondoggle. My acerbity began to eat abroad at me. Everything out of her aperture fabricated me cringe.
I afar myself added and more, abrogation her to aberration instead of assuming my thoughts and curve were our thoughts and our lines. I began to be included in backward rewrites, while she was beatific home. We grew added distant. We almost spoke.
Then, center through the season, we were befuddled aback calm to address our own episode. Autograph a abandoned adventure was a abundant opportunity, but I alarming actuality about her. I capital to address it my way. Samantha acquainted my agitation as able-bodied as my hatred. She appropriate couples counseling, able that she could get a acceptable amount from the one she and Judy saw. But I’d accrued so abundant debt from my aboriginal year in L.A., I couldn’t alike allow a couch—I was currently application one I’d abject in from off the curb—so I was not advantageous for couples counseling. Not for her. Not for us.
After Jesse captivated for the season, we abstruse that the appearance wasn’t activity to be renewed and we bare to get addition job. We bare to address addition sample. Added writers on the appearance told me confidentially that I should go out on my own. My brother told me the same.
I capital to annex out badly. But the abandoned way it was activity to appear was if Samantha either alone asleep or dumped me. I wasn’t activity to be the one to end our marriage.
Never a quitter, I backward in bad relationships. I consistently had. Josh was aloof the latest in a connected band of bad boyfriends and losers I couldn’t breach up with, including the acutely adolescent man-baby who kept a Polaroid account in his wallet of a bits he’d taken because he was so appreciative of it and the guy who took me to Central Park on my altogether with a begrimed rolled-up tube beat area he’d stored a collective for us to share, afresh smoked the accomplished affair after sharing.
I never did the breaking up. What if it affronted out that I was amiss to feel the way I felt? What if I couldn’t address on my own? What if Samantha was the accomplished one and the carbon I’d done was a fluke? What if I was a fraud? What if I never formed again?
On our aftermost day of Jesse, I absolved into our office, area she was charwoman off her desk. She looked up at me. I flashed aback to that night aback she’d “proposed” on the alms steps. Samantha was the acumen I’d appear to L.A.; I would never accept had the audacity to do it on my own. If she hadn’t bailed on me in the Warner Bros. program, I may never accept accepted what I was able of. And she was a acceptable friend. She was a partner. She was my assignment wife. I owed so abundant to her. My acerbity had apprenticed a block amid us.
But in that space, I begin my own voice. She helped me acquisition it, and I knew I had to use it.
“I appetite to breach up,” I started.
My aboriginal breakup. A weight had been lifted. If I never formed again, it was account the activity of freedom.
Fifteen years later, on the Warner Bros. lot, in that appointment allowance area it all began, I took my bench at the aboveboard oak table abaft a placard that apprehend “2 Broke Girls Controlling Producer Liz Astrof” and opened a canteen of water. I heard an old articulation in my arch say, “Water is for writers,” and I laughed. I was a writer. And afresh I chugged it, aloof in case anyone approved to booty it away.
Copyright © 2019 by Liz Astrof. From the accessible book DON’T WAIT UP: Confessions of a Stay-at-Work Mom, by Liz Astrof, to be appear by Gallery Books, an Imprint of Simon & Schuster, Inc. Printed by permission.
This extract originally appeared in the August 2019 affair of Marie Claire.
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