No word at all from writersroom on my CBBC script. Some people have had a note to say they haven’t made it beyond two reads. Maybe this means I didn’t get beyond the first read. Or possibly the first ten pages.
Maybe it means that I did the envelope up too tightly and they couldn’t get the script out.
A simple ‘no’ would have been very nice, writersroom. Just a ‘no’.
Still, 700 scripts in a week, eh? Crikey. In a way I’m surprised that anyone apart from the chosen 20 heard anything at all. A major reading feat.
Well done to Michelle Goode and Lucy Vee for getting a second read of their scripts.
All I can liken my own experience to is dropping a stone down a well and waiting for the splash. And waiting. And waiting.
And waiting.
Hm. Perhaps my stone bounced off some moss and hit a rat. Yeah. Something like that.
Right, back to the writing.
[fx: does a little dance around the kitchen to get over himself]
Oh, and wasn’t Torchwood just some of the most excellent drama you’ve ever seen? Stone the crows, that was good. I cried! Big fat man tears!
Hang on, that came out wrong. Man tears that were big and fat. Not big tears from a fat man.
Right? Right.
