The Widower Diary
AAAAA! I can’t fucking deal with this shit! So back in June or whatever, I sent The Investment and The Widower off to the Writer’s Network Competition. This was dead center in the middle of my must-send-TW-eveywhere-’cause-surely-they’ll-love-it phase. This was before I’d gotten any substantial notes on it. This was when I was DELUSIONAL, right? Since then, I’ve of course gotten notes back, among which there’s been some pretty nasty, vitriolic, TW-hate, right? I’d completely resolved to the idea that now is not the time to work on the story considering my dangerous proximity to it, right?
Right.
So, in entering the Fade In Awards this time around with Beyond the Precipice, it crossed my mind that I hadn’t heard my status on Writer’s Network. I’d not memorized the notification dates or anything… so it wasn’t too surprising, just that I’d had this notion that it was coming soon.
And come it did. I just a couple of minutes ago got notification that I made the quarter-finals. Awesome, right? The whole “you’re only 1 of 547 out of over 1,400″ is still pretty cool, right?
Right.
So I read through the thing for reasons that I can’t explain except it’s kinda fun to read through the thing. I notice they say something like “submission” not “submissions”. See, the way they work is you can send in 2 scripts or 1 novel or 2 teleplays or some shit like that. But it’s definitely 2 screenplays. Every time I’ve entered, I’ve placed with 1 and not the other. Also, every time I’ve placed, I’ve been shocked as to what DID place.
This time was no different.
Despite the fact that The Investment made it into the top 25 out of over 4,400 in Scriptapalooza and the fact that TW hasn’t placed in ANYTHING so far, guess which 1 placed?
That’s right.
You know what? I don’t fucking get it. 1st I think TW is my greatest work ever. Then, I calm down and realize that that probably isn’t entirely true. Then, I not only get confirmation that that probably isn’t true, but that it’s probably closer to the worst thing I’ve written in years. Then, I get about accepting that that’s okay. Every script needs to be rewritten and this 1’s no exception. I’m cool with that. It’s all cool. I even send Jeanne a message saying “Let’s not go out with TW. Still gotta work on it.”
Then THIS shit happens!
It’s all bullshit.
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