I'm certainly no stranger to becoming attached to something, and then having that thing cruelly and suddenly vanish without a workable comprehension of why it went away.
And then, of course, there's television.
There are shows that you loved and admired, but knew had run their natural life, like Buffy, Six Feet Under and The Sopranos.
There are shows that you were passionately devoted to, but that just got smothered in the crib before they really had a chance to catch on, such as Firefly, Andy Barker PI, Profit and The Middleman.
And there are the shows you love that got a few seasons, but never received the support and viewership they needed to survive, like Pushing Daisies, Angel and Deadwood.
As we're heading toward the end of the 08/09 television season, a lot of shows are on the bubble for renewal. TV.com put together a lit of the Top 10 Shows in danger, and not surprisingly, a good number of them are firmly entrenched on my TiVo. (You can read the list, and probably guess which ones).
I wonder if it's better knowing and fretting, or just getting a quick bullet in the head (RIP, Derek Reese). I mean, in this day and age, you can check out the quick overnight ratings the next morning and know where your show stands. You have legions of reporters and bloggers covering every minute aspect of the business of entertainment. So, for example, I can smack my palm against my forehead on Saturday morning when I realize that more people on their couches actively choose to watch Howie Do It, Supernanny and Wife Swap rather than Terminator: Sarah Connors Chronicles or Dollhouse. When I was a kid, you had to wait months and months to find out in TV Guide or Starlog that Battlestar Galactica was going to be one season and done (and then come back with one of the shittiest "sequels" imaginable. Anyone remember Galactica 1980? Jesus Cylon Christ that was awful).
So we're getting into crunchtime for a lot of our favorite shows. And that makes me nervous.