The day after the concertplay, I had two meetings. First, with my second cousin's first cousin on the other side, who is an up-and-coming screenwriter. We met in a Starbucks on La Brea, but it turns out that North La Brea and South La Brea take you to different places so I was only fifteen minutes early instead of my usually scheduled hour.
We chatted a little bit, and we definitely seemed to think that the same things are stupid, which was cool. She's got some exciting projects in the works, and she recommended I come out to LA as soon as possible and try to hit the ground running. She also mentioned that at one point she had applied for a writing position on a show executive produced by someone I'd met previously, but did not get the spot. So, that's weird.
Our chat made me a little late for another meeting, this one in Beverly Hills. The man I met with worked in television but had almost no connection to scripted series, but he loved talking about TV history, and so do I, so we actually ended up chatting about Jeff Zucker and Brandon Tartikoff for so long I got a ticket. Forty five dollars to the city of Beverly Hills, where they need it most.
The next night, Natalie took me to the house of a family friend or possibly cousin, who lived in a very swanky house next door to Kevin Spacey. It was apparently a Meal for Young Aspirers, as there were a couple of other twentysomethings there, one actor and one director. I promised to facebook friend them both and then I forgot their names. THIS IS ME YOU GUYS. I'M ON FACEBOOK.Together, we all watched the Golden Globes, which I think had aired already on the East Coast, so the guy whose house this was kept telling us who won right before it was announced, which made the whole thing a lot more fun, as did Colin Farrell's clearly altered state.
The next day I was on a plane home. I got back to Boston, things got bad, I learned to deal with it, I wrote a couple of scripts, one of which I'm really proud of, I graduated with a Women's Studies major and a Film Studies minor, and by this time next week I'll be living permanently in Los Angeles trying to become a TV writer. I'll keep you better updated this time around.
