Overall, though, I was on track. Back to work.
Their eyes light up.
Another vague promise of a job offer after this script is over.
Meanwhile, it’s July 1990 and the stock market hits 3,000 for the first time ever. For context, it’s now 2016 and the market is over 18,000. So at least they’ve done well since then.
I actually make an entry the next day. I spoke to Kevin again, to run an idea by him for a new set piece. I had the idea of Pee Wee investigating uncover in a lumber yard as a lumberjack or should I just have him show up in private eye mode. Kevin said “Lumberjack,” which was good, since I had already written it that way.
More pages typed and formatted, while trying to address various notes given me. Spoke to a writer friend, Bill S., about his musical based on the career of Lucille Ball and I told him my news (neither went anywhere). Work is work.
“Being at work is harder. Everyone in LA says there’s no rush but I have one.”