Oh the shame! Karen F. Owen (left, unsmudged), for all the hardship she's caused so many at this point, has piqued interest from some big guns in the movie-making and publishing worlds. A star is porn. Or born.
In the last 24 hours, we've received several of these types of inquiries. This is from a woman at the William Morris Endeavor agency, who requested her information because they want to represent her:
We think this thesis was GENIUS! Can you help in any way? Would be amazing & much appreciated.
And then there's this fine gentleman, who wants to get a "Fuck List" movie deal pronto:
Hope all is good. Is there a way to pass my info to Karen Owen's, I'm interested in talking to her about turning this into a film. We're the producers behind "Friday", "You Got Served", etc. I'd also like for you to come on as Executive Producer and you guys can help us out with the marketing.
Wow. Executive Producer! Me?! Do I get a special chair for that?
I'm an editor at HarperCollins publishers, where I specialize in pop culture and entertainment books. I'm intrigued and entertained by [the writer]'s PowerPoint "f*ck list," which is making the rounds online and am wondering if you could give me her email address or forward my note of interest to her. Even though I'm sure she's horrified that her, uh, presentation, which was intended for a small group of friends, has gone viral, she's a very good, funny writer, and I'm wondering if she has any interest in writing a book. She's like the female equivalent of Tucker Max, and I admire his sense of self-empowerment!"
So, for all of you struggling writers out there, this should be helpful in your quest to break into the publishing industry. The key is: fuck a lot of dudes of varying prestige and write about them as graphically as possible and email it to your friends. Preferably in PowerPoint.
I guess this means Karen F. Owen could be the next Washingtonienne.