Sooo…I have a reality show that debuts next Thursday, the 13th. It’s called Minor Revisions, and here’s the trailer if you want to check it out:

There is no non-awkward way to make that kind of announcement. When friends asked me why camera crews were following me around everywhere I went for that week earlier this Fall, I tried mumbling something about being involved in a “docu-reality special,” but after enough confusion I finally relented and admitted, “Fine! It’s a reality show!” (which inevitably leads people to wonder with suspicion and concern what you have done to earn the dubious honor of being considered “reality show material“).

This was the kind of thing I worried about when the producers at DeSales Media first contacted me about participating in this project. “Aren’t reality shows for drama queen weirdos who don’t have their acts together?” I wondered (which, once I thought about it, wouldn’t necessarily rule me out as a candidate). On top of that, how could I trust that the editors would represent me fairly? More importantly, I worried that they wouldn’t represent Catholic family life accurately, perhaps editing out the dirty dishes in the sink and only showing clips of my children sitting perfectly still and smiling prayerfully in church (which would, to be sure, have to be very short clips). On the other hand, what if they made it look like being Catholic is all toil and misery?

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