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Someone's trying to take a sorta longish short story of mine and stage it in West Hollywood. They opened up the conversation asking me a 'what do you think about...' regarding a certain celeb, and I thought it was just latenight celeb-crushing timewasting conversation, but it turns out to be actual interest in my work. It's twelve short scenes of different broken relationships, from the romantic to the political.
At least a thousand dollars let it sit with them for a while, and see if they can pull it off.
Opening bits: “The only time I felt better than being without you, is before I knew who you were. Maybe six days after we’d gotten together, but still, that would be five days before I knew you. See, I’ve had time to think about this, and frankly, you weren’t any damned good. All there is to it.
“I’m with someone new now, looks like Little Anthony and enough in the sack he might as well be the other six Imperials, too. You remember that problem we had. He’s got more money than God, he’s hung like Jesus and we’re in love like movielove. Honey, he simply satisfies where your lucky strikes barely even hit.
Which, makes me neurotic now, because the producer's told me (after I asked) not to make any changes. And I want to. |
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