Well, there’s no easy way to say this, so I’ll break it to you the way Amanda broke it to me.
“We got the news from the festival… ”
So, we didn’t get into the TV festival for which we had broken our (bocce*) balls to enter by the deadline.
*hahahaha see, we’re laughing!
Seriously though, I’m disappointed. But, to my surprise, not nearly as broken up as I thought I’d be.
When Amanda and I first started our schedule of late nights back in March, I had the festival in my sights as the end zone. I needed to get in. I needed to win awards. I needed everyone to see how brilliant we were I was. That was the only thing that would make this worth it.
But then lots of crazy, beautiful stuff happened. We wrote a script, threw it out, wrote three shorter scripts, threw them out, wrote a final, brilliant script and we had characters. We had a family.
Then we found actors who embodied those characters. And we found crew-type people to make them look good. This family is real to me now.
And, admittedly, it would be SO SWEET to have some external validation, so everyone would confirm how great I am we are. But, given what we’ve created, and the plan we have for these characters, the festival’s stamp of approval just doesn’t matter as much.
So, here’s to the next step in this seeming-to-take-a-long-time-now journey.
But there will be other opportunities for external validation, right? Because I’m only human, ok?