
Pilot season is up and running. The past week has been devoted to pick ups and offers to "names," and starting next week we're off to the races.
Tomorrow I go in for an ABC pilot that I adore. The producers asked me to read the script and choose which female lead I wanted to read for. Let me just say -- this is the first time that that's ever happened to me. And my oh my did I feel fancy.
So tomorrow it is, and I feel good about walking into a room with so much support.
Here's the thing, I have booked several pilots in the past 4 years. And with each one I have been convinced that that was the one. The right cast, the right script, the right timing -- I could just see it.
And despite whatever hopes (or delusions) I had, each year -- no pick up, no upfronts.
So this year, I'm going to just embrace the season and enjoy the process. No expectations. I'm not gonna worry about the future, or the money it will generate, or the years of potential syndication that could come from this one ever so perfect pilot. Nope, not thinking about any of that....
Don't I sound so healthy and positive?
OK --well, here's the reality. I want all of that stuff I just mentioned. I want it. I can see it, and I'm close to it.
So I am choosing to believe the wise words of my fortune cookie:
"You will be a winner."
And quite frankly, I don't think there's anything wrong with that.
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