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I'm so happy the revision/capping-off on the new screenplay is done done done. It's homeless now, due to complications with the strike, but it's mine and I love it even if it has been kicked out, rejected, and otherwise forced to seek new and dangerous employment like a Victorian Era urchin. Maybe it'll find a rich benefactor, but regardless...
So, now I can go back to comfortable, comfortable prose and the new ghosting gig which won't end soon enough. I think I get a t-shirt out of that one, though. It's almost like getting paid well, free tie-in swag. |
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