I've been looking back on my adventure in Hollywood, culling pages from my journal...
A rare bit of my personal life slips into the journal as I note the passing of my father-in-law. He was taken out by a staph infection he got in post-op. It was a 3-week ordeal for him. Awful. A shock to all of us.
“So, of course, in the middle of all that, things start happening, writing-wise,” I write. It’s late June and a place called Hawk Entertainment loved my “Peking Duck” script and wanted to show it to money people. He asked for 3 more scripts, “Ghostwriter,” “Closed Set” and “Kringle Project” to send to other partners. I tell Hawk that Kevin has “Kringle” under option. Hawk asks if I’d call Kevin to see if they can work something out.
“So, of course, in the middle of all that, things start happening, writing-wise,” I write. It’s late June and a place called Hawk Entertainment loved my “Peking Duck” script and wanted to show it to money people. He asked for 3 more scripts, “Ghostwriter,” “Closed Set” and “Kringle Project” to send to other partners. I tell Hawk that Kevin has “Kringle” under option. Hawk asks if I’d call Kevin to see if they can work something out.
This prompts a call to Kevin Brown. He’d been away on a shoot (which I knew). He was executive producing it (which I didn’t know). But that’s what he’s always wanted. Also, he’s got “Kringle” at FOX, Disney and (get this) Warner’s family division. Back at Warners, where all this started. He’s got new associates and is very busy. After updating him, now HE wants to see “Closed Set” and “Ghostwriter.”
The WGAE agent night worked out ok for me, meeting two agents who wanted to see “Kringle,” “Set” and “Writer.” Now I had to scramble to get the latest draft finished and copied and mailed.
My new internet friend Aron Abrams agreed to pass along “Duck” to his agent. The WGAE committee talked me into running for a council seat, because they needed bodies for the ballot.
The WGAE agent night worked out ok for me, meeting two agents who wanted to see “Kringle,” “Set” and “Writer.” Now I had to scramble to get the latest draft finished and copied and mailed.
My new internet friend Aron Abrams agreed to pass along “Duck” to his agent. The WGAE committee talked me into running for a council seat, because they needed bodies for the ballot.
This was a rush of activity, which had me praying very hard for something to come through. Cash was tight. My confidence was flagging. I really didn’t want to consider what would happened if none of this came through “(Actually, it’ll be more of the same, I’m sure” I suggested). (called it!)
A few days later I wrote that “The post office must love me.” I had mailed out scripts and contracts to everyone. Got another lead for my book manuscript. Aron passed along my script to his agent, Abram Bolotovsky.
Then nothing for a month. A few rejections. A few passes. A few new leads. And a belated realization that I had passed the 4th year anniversary of my Hollywood adventure. That pained me.
A few days later I wrote that “The post office must love me.” I had mailed out scripts and contracts to everyone. Got another lead for my book manuscript. Aron passed along my script to his agent, Abram Bolotovsky.
Then nothing for a month. A few rejections. A few passes. A few new leads. And a belated realization that I had passed the 4th year anniversary of my Hollywood adventure. That pained me.
