I’m still recovering from this weekend’s excesses. Yes, while the chocolate party was indeed taxing, spending all of Sunday (Well, seven hours anyway) uploading pics and putting together a rundown of the festivities was outright exhausting. Thank God I’m back in the office today for some much-needed R&R.
Well, I finally got the notes on my first draft of Space (now episode 11). At 54 pages, the script is way too long and Rob had some helpful suggestions for trimming down the dialogue. I’ll have to make a slight adjustment to Wray’s attitude in line with Paul’s pass on Judgment, incorporate a costume suggestion, switch out a piece of set dec (actually, more of a prop all things considered) for something more suitable that Production Designer James Robbins came up with, include the two character beats Carl suggested, fiddle with the dialogue pertaining to the ship’s weapon systems, lose an unnecessary complication, and make a slight alteration to final exchange. And that’s it. Hope to have a revised draft later this week.
Now that the dust has settled from this weekend, I’d like to again thank editor Ellen Datlow for dropping by and fielding our questions. If you want to explore more of her work, check out her website (http://www.datlow.com/). I’ve included the link in my blogrolll where you’ll find links to the official sites, personal homepages, blogs, and livejournal pages of the many talented individuals who were kind enough to drop by this blog over the years.
Speaking of links, I updated yesterday’s entry with links to the websites of all 21 chocolatiers whose marvelous creations graced this year’s chocolate party. If you’re looking to treat a certain someone special (like, say you or, better yet, me), they may come in handy.
Yes, Saturday night was memorable for a number of reasons – the great dinner, the wide and wild chocolate assortment, and, of course, the bet that almost did in our Script Coordinator, Lawren Bancroft-Wilson. To all those of you with the memory retention of a common goldfish who can’t remember yesterday’s entry, after partaking in the chocolate buffet, Lawren was offered a significant sum of money if he could polish off four decadent chocolate desserts in twenty-five minutes. He gave it his best shot but came up short. And while it was painful to watch (some of the more squeamish onlookers had to avert their eyes), all admired his perseverance and sheer all-out craziness in thinking he could pull it off. There were a couple of moments where he paused and actually looked like he was going to be sick. “What if he vomits?”I asked my writing partner Paul who had was one of the architects of the nefarious wager (alongside Ivon, Will, and Alan). “Then he loses,”was his response. I thought it grossly unfair and asked “But what if he eats the vomit?”. “Okay,”Paul conceded with nod. “If he eats the vomit it still counts.” Fortunately, it never came to that. He gave up with only half a dessert to go because he “felt tingly and dizzy”.
Well, I’m happy to report that Lawren survived the experience and was back at work today. Happier still to report that he took some great pics of the party that he was kind enough to let me post, so check ’em out.
You know, for all this talk about the chocolate party and what a great time was had by all (except for maybe Lawren in those last fifteen minutes), I have to admit that the evening was missing a certain something. Actually, someone: Golden Boy Martin Gero, a chocolate party regular, who wasn’t able to make it this year as he is now in New York, working for HBO. As the party wrapped up and I thanked Tom Doughty and Chef Rob Belcham for the incredible meal, I had to admit: “I kind of miss Marty G.” They exchanged amazed looks, smiled, and informed me that they had said the same thing just moments earlier. Well, (not so) coincidentally, I got a call from Martin on Sunday. He’s been very busy but it sounds like he’s having a good time. And looking forward to visiting this summer.