DIANE NGUYEN
Celebrity ghostwriterturned-blogger-turnedconsulting producerturned-YA author. Human.
LIVE:
It’s not really close to anything, and it’s kind of close to everything: Your kitschy midcentury dingbat in Frogtown tries to evoke “Hollywoo glamour,” but its grim, “post-divorce” interior is sure to leave you Le Triste. That’s all right, though: Everything you need is on your Macbook, which you can tote to the set of “Philbert” or on assignment for Crooshing USA’s next viral video.
EAT:
Writers who double as creatures of habit will have their own Hollywoo faves: Your sandwich spot of choice might be Fat Sal’s or Philippe’s. Whichever way you slice the roast beef, hold onto that punch card so you can score the 11th hoagie for free.
WORK:
A Hollywoo writer’s life sometimes means serving up frappucinos at Starbucks while waiting for your McSweeney’s piece to take off. Sometimes it means tweeting Real and Relatable Content as a celebrity ghostwriter. Going viral with a trending listicle at Girl Croosh isn’t a bad way to get your name out there, either: The office is just down the street from the L.A. bureau of its predecessor, Buzzfeed.
PLAY:
Since parties make you anxious in a “real broad sense,” it’s best to hang out with your favorite person and spend a Sunday afternoon soaking up some culture. MOCA’s “Women on the Wall: An Exploration of Gender in Text and Media: Barbara Kruger and Jenny Holzer in Conversation with Helen Molesworth” might be a start. Be sure to silence your NPRringtone before the show.