The CBS Radio Mystery Theater

I remember that! When I was a little girl (nine in 1980 to be precise) we lived overseas, in Sicily. We lived off-base for the first year and didn't have any English-language TV. We did get the base radio station though, and Mystery Theater ran every weeknight at 8. I remember sitting up with my mom listening to it. I loved it so much. I remember E.G. Marshall introducing each episode; later it was Tammy Grimes. It made me really appreciate good storytelling. I think it's the reason I became such a Twilight Zone fan once I started watching it.

I want to kick kittenish women in the teeth. It's a thing.

Betsy is my sister in teeth kicking.

Radio is better than TV.

The Next Big Thing does radio plays sometimes. In fact there's one this week by Donald Barthelme, and there's a picture of a beagle next to the link. And a Buffista (erinaceous) is a regular contributor to the show. This is clearly meant to be. You won't get tv money obviously, but if you'd really like to take a crack at radio do it anyway. You wouldn't have to quit your day job to produce a piece every once in a while.

DavidS, someone else is already doing it. But the whole way I came to this project was to have my agent look into who held the rights to "Stranger." They always seem to be tied up and in some form of turnaround. That led us to David Heyman who held the rights to "Moon," among others (including "Spacesuit...")

DavidS, someone else is already doing it.

Dang. You know if you really must do moon related science fiction, I'd rather see you do the Phillip K. Dick where everybody on the moon is insane and clustered in little communities which reinforce their craziness.

I'm still holding out for A Princess of Mars. Sulk.

everybody on the moon is insane and clustered in little communities which reinforce their craziness.

I thought that's what I was doing?

The other one I wanted to sink my fangs into was Bester's "The Stars My Destination."

I thought that's what I was doing?

Maybe the other one doesn't have all that icky line marraige shit.

I can't remember, are you putting the line marraiges in there? If so, how are you going to soften the squick?

You were one of them, so apparently, according to my new phone, you are dead to me.

An interesting turn around, that. "The 4th victim of my new phone was a man named Tim Minear."

I want to kick kittenish women in the teeth. It's a thing.

On further consideration, when I divorce "kittenish" from the rest of those adjectives you used, I kind of feel the same way. That whole "assertive" and "competent" part made me forget what "kittenish" actually means when referring to a person. I think I was thinking of "kitteny."

...Tim knows how I feel about AYNOHYEB. I don't think I've said it a lot, beyond, "It is very emotionally resonant for me." Maybe once. Commencing story (I'm gonna try and keep it short) -

My freshman year of college, I was diagnosed with clinical depression. WebMD was all, "If you have 2 or more of these symptoms for 2 weeks or longer, see your doctor," and I waited until I'd had 15 of them for 3 months before I did anything about it. By this time I was convinced that I was incapable of caring for myself - didn't really brush my hair, didn't do much besides homework, including eating. The most prominent symptom of the depression was an eternally criticizing voice in my head. AYNOHYEB aired about 9 months after I started taking anti-depressants, and it was like a message just for me - the Thesulac demon being physically embodied, after hearing it say all those horrible things. It made me sit up and take notice and say to myself, "This thing, it is NOT ME." And that was a revelation. Hence my love for the episode, which totally clouds my judgement about it on a structural/artistic level. (Though I might argue that the best art produces exactly that kind of emotion in people.)