Day #1 of the UF Writers’ Room is complete, and what a day it was.
THIS was the view out the boardroom window when I got in this morning following a brisk 30 minutes walk from my place. Between home and work, my royal blue suit had transformed to a deep ocean blue. Was this a bad omen? Was worse to come?
Thankfully, no. It was one hell of a writers’ room, with some 13 diverse voices in all. Over the course of our first day, we focused on world building, covering everything from the city’s history to The Exemplar – factionalism and populism, the anachronistic and the futuristic, technology and chaos.
Off to a terrific start. Tomorrow, we continue our general discussion, break down some big ideas, and lay the groundwork for Episode 1.
On an unrelated front, I am a witness to a criminal investigation. The other day, I was at my buddy Ivon’s place when I was overwhelmed by a noxious stench. No, as it turns out, it wasn’t Ivon but something else entirely. Or should I say someone else entirely. Just prior to the offending odor, I heard someone walk by in the corridor so I immediately suspected foul play – specifically, someone who had taken exception to Ivon leaving his door ajar for ventilation purposes was subjecting him to chemical attack.
I know, I know. Sounds crazy. But Ivon went down and complained to the concierge who reviewed the surveillance tapes and – Yes! Crazy as it sounds, one of Ivon’s neighbors was caught on video doing just that, walking by his open door and spraying some sort of funky concoction into his apartment. According to the concierge, building management could only give this individual a warning UNLESS Ivon got the police involved.
Which he did. So I’m waiting for the call to go down and offer my firsthand account so we can nail this bastard.
Will keep you posted!