SO I let her read my Half Hour Comedy Pilot Script.
And if you don't know what I'm speaking of,
go back and read yesterdays blog post.
I'll wait...
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Ok, so she read it.
And LIKEd it.
For Real.
Not just fluff me up,
pat me on the back
type of like.
But really liked it.
And she asked me articulate questions.
About the script.
About the entire Season.
About the Characters.
All the things that someone who had invested their time
and was obviously interested
would actually ask.
And it was insightful.
And an eye opener.
Because she asked one question
about one thing that she didn't understand.
She took a screen shot of the scene.
So I looked through the script
on my computer...
AND F*ck!
And error.
And oversight.
Something I missed.
I had read it over and over and over.
Not before I sent it to her,
but when I had written it.
And it just goes to show how our eyes
can just gloss over something
that we are so familiar with.
Amateur error.
Well not really,
but I am hard on myself.
It was one word.
A name.
And by being in that place in the script.
Took her out of the scene.
And that a big boo boo.
Ugh.
But despite that
devastating moment to me,
To her it was no big deal.
And she wanted to read more.
So I sent her my Feature Film Script.
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