These are the types of days that make me wish I’d pursued a different career. Something far less stressful or emotionally taxing like, say, mining, teaching at an inner city high school, or working undercover with the DEA as a mule for a Colombian drug cartel. To say that this afternoon’s notes session didn’t go well would be to seriously understate the fact. As a rule, when the person on the other end of the line begins the call by complimenting your script in general terms (ie. “We really like what you did here.” or “You used a really standout font!”), you know you’re screwed.
Rewriting a script is like playing a game of Jenga. You try to your best to make adjustments that will not compromise the structure as a whole. But there are times when the adjustments require you to shift the blocks at the bottom and, as a result, the whole thing collapses, leaving you to sort through the scattered pieces and reassemble them over the Easter long weekend.
But just because I’m feeling somewhat dismayed (not to mentioned disillusioned, disenchanted, discouraged, disheartened, displeased, disconcerted, disconsolate, distraught, disappointed, disaffected, discomforted, discomposed, dissatisfied, distressed and, yes, even a little discombobulated, disappressed, and disfrangled), doesn’t mean you all should be miserable with me (although, to be honest, it would be nice), so here are some behind the scene pics that I’m sure will brighten someone’s day.
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