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I met a independent film producer. She mainly produces shorts. She has her own production company, she’s gone to school, blah blah blah. She’s done stuff, produced many student shorts and other things. We talked.

Well I was going through my romantic comedy script to refresh my memory of what I wrote about. I found an ad the other day looking for a romantic comedy script, and I took my shot and replied to it. They haven’t asked for my script yet, and I’m not sure if they will, but I sent them a description of my script. It is Sleepless in Seattle meets Serendipity with a touch of Office Space. I finished the script last July and sent it to everyone to peruse. It was submitted to Project Greenlight and there were some reviews of the script. Out of 7 reviews, only two gave it medium scores, the others thought it was terrible. Some say it was pretentious and show offy. Of the 2 decent reviews, many liked the beginning and the ending, but I lost them in the second act. I see the problem, and will fix it up eventually. But anyway, I have to sign a release form that protects the production company, giving them the right to look at my script. They need a description of the plot, and so I need to go through my script. I got one of my character’s name wrong when I wrote them the brief description. I should have looked through it last night when I was responding to the ad.

Anyway, I’m reading the script, to refresh my mind, and this lady walks by and asks if I’m reading a screenplay, and I said yeah. She asked if I wrote it, and of course, yes. Anywho we just started talking, she told me her story, and how she went to film school and thought that it was a waste of time. She started a production company 3 years ago. There were good times and there were bad times.

Her website is http://deewrightproductions.tripod.com

But anywho, we talked, and she encouraged me to keep writing. To write everyday. Writing is like playing basketball, you have to keep writing to learn the craft, and to get better. And eventually, through hard work and perseverance, I will make it someday. These are things I’ve heard of course, mainly from Mr. Carver, and I’m going to try to stick to that. Write everyday, and everyday I will. She told me it doesn’t have to be a script that I’m writing, but just to keep writing. I guess this is what my journal is for.

I told her I’m working on a short right now and I’ll send her a copy to look over when I’m finished. I should have the short finished on Saturday, hopefully. Anywho, I think I’m going to send it in to her to read. Nothing may come of it, or she may steal it (being the cynic that I am). I don’t know, and at the moment, I don’t care. It’s a big risk, but its a chance if something does come out of it.

Then something disappointing came to my attention.

On the drive home I decided to pull into Jack-in-the-Box to buy some dinner. You know my love for the $0.99 menu. I pulled up, and what do you know, the Jumbo Jack is no longer $0.99. It is $1.29. I felt jipped. The Jumbo Jack is a staple of mine from Jack-in-the-Box because it is a decent burger, and it is cheap. So I bought a crappy Bacon Ultimate Cheeseburger meal instead. How disappointing. So now, I am officially retracting from my list of things that makes me happy, the Jack-in-the-Box $0.99 menu. I don’t think there will be anything that will replace that. Atleast I still have the Albertson’s fried chicken.

These past couple of days have been very eye opening for me. Well I wouldn’t say eye opening like, wow, that blows my mind and such, but I would say that it was refreshing. A friend of mine told me things that I never thought she would. What she told me really made me understand her better, to see where she’s coming from. It was very personal. I’m sure it was tough for her to tell me what she did, and if you are reading this, I want to thank you for it. See, it isn’t that bad to share is it?

It helped put things in perspective, well kind of. Hearing what she told me, and thinking about what I had, it really opened my eyes to see how grateful I should be for what I had growing up, It just blows my mind to hear her say these things, and me just not comprehending it because I never experienced these things. It helped me understand why she’s the way she is.

Also yesterday, I had a really pleasant conversation with another friend. She made me realize that yes, I am a cynic like the great Ella said I was. I was just to blind to see. It’s funny how I never saw any of these things, my cynicism, my stubborness, until they were pointed out to me. For the longest time last year Stephanie was frustrated with me because of my stubborness. Being stubborn, I told her that I wasn’t stubborn. But now I see that I am. I take after my father.

Like now, with my friends help, I actually understand what it means to be a cynic. I guess I never really understood the definition, or the concept of being cynic. Now I do, and yes I am a cynic. I want to apologize to my friend and say you are right, I am wrong.

Well talking with my friend yesterday was great. I rarely get to talk to her because she works at a different part of the office. In our short (about 1.5 hours) conversation yesterday, I see her differently now. I guess I see her flaws and her vulnerability because I see her and understand her better. She helped put things in perspective. Before, she’s always been this unapproachable person, a person I work with, a person I know I would like to get to know better. She was a mystery. Before I would just think of her as the beautiful girl with everything going her way. (As you can probably tell, I put everyone I like on a untouchable pedestal. She has no flaws and is perfection) That there isn’t any kind of internal conflict or any troubles like those she told me. I didn’t see that, or wouldn’t have known until she told me. It was totally shocking to hear that, especially from her. I mean, wow, here’s a girl, out of my league like the other one is, and she has problems just like me. I was very surprised to hear her tell me what she did (sure I may be self deluding myself to believe that I’m special and she is just telling me and no one else, but in actuality she tells everyone this) and so soon.

We barely know each other, we rarely have talks. Well I wouldn’t say we barely know each other..we know enough. When we talk, most of the time it will be work related or the “Hi, How are you”s, the formalities. To me, what she told me are very personal things, well atleast, I think they are personal. They were things about herself, how she thinks of herself, and how she sees herself. I guess I’m just very surprised to hear her tell me these things when we barely know each other and so soon. I mean it took me a while to get any thing personal from my current infatuation. Well, maybe she’s just reciprocating because of the things I tell her. Everyone knows I’m a very open person, and I’ll tell you very personal things about me. Maybe she’s just returning the favor, or she feels comfortable with me. Who knows. She’s a girl, and I know jack diddly squat about them.

So, slowly I am getting to know her, and hopefully I could get to know her better. But at the moment, I am content with what she told me.

Anywho, I need to start finishing my script. I’m halfway done. Yeah. You all should receive a draft sometime this weekend or early next week.