Story2Oh! on Q

Story2Oh! will be part of a CBC radio piece on the WGA strike and the future of TV on the internet. Q starts at 2 pm, but the project is discussed in the third block along with far more established projects like quarterlife and Sanctuary for All.

If you miss it live, it will be available later in a podcast which I’ll link to over on the sidebar.

This seems to be a question that interests just about everyone; is the strike what motivated me to make Story2Oh!?

The answer is no. We’ve been working on this since well before the strike.

But the answer is also yes. The conditions that underlie the strike are the same conditions that make a screenwriter want to be more in control of her own destiny. The conditions in Canada are different, but they too make a girl dream of creative freedom.

But then the answer is no again. The web is a new frontier. You don’t have to be chased by wolves to want to explore something new and different. This is a huge creative experiment. Pure fun from a writing point of view; an opportunity to play in a world in which the rules haven’t been established yet, there are no benchmarks or expectations.

And still the answer is no. I’ve been fascinated with using computers for entertainment for a long time. I wrote and produced 11 pieces of software for the educational market in the 1980s. I’ve developed and designed software sporadically ever since. Story2Oh! was always on my path, I just arrived here at the same time the WGA writers picked up their signs.

And the answer is yes. To paraphase Robbie Robertson’s lyric from The Band’s great tune King Harvest: “I’m a union girl, now, all the way.”

Corn in the fields.
Listen to the rice when the wind blows ‘cross the water…
King Harvest has surely come.

I work for the union,
‘Cause she’s so good to me;
And I’m bound to come out on top,
That’s where she said I should be.
I will hear every word the boss may say,
For he’s the one who hands me down my pay.
Looks like this time I’m gonna get to stay,
I’m a union man, now, all the way.

The smell of the leaves,
From the magnolia trees in the meadow…
King Harvest has surely come.

Dry summer, then comes fall,
Which I depend on most of all.
Hey, rainmaker, can you hear the call?
Please let these crops grow tall.
Long enough I’ve been up on Skid Row;
And it’s plain to see, I’ve nothing to show.
I’m glad to pay those union dues,
Just don’t judge me by my shoes.

Scarecrow and a yellow moon,
Pretty soon a carnival on the edge of town…
King Harvest has surely come.

Last year this time, wasn’t no joke,
My whole barn went up in smoke.
Our horse Jethro, well he went mad,
And I can’t ever remember things being that bad.
Then here comes a man with a paper and a pen,
Telling us our hard times are about to end.
And then, if they don’t give us what we like,
He said, “Men, that’s when you gotta go on strike.”

Corn in the fields.
Listen to the rice when the wind blows ‘cross the water…
King Harvest has surely come.

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