I had a brilliant experience this week.
My first meeting with a TV production company, at their offices in the City of London. The fabulous Script Angel services came through for me again – Hayley forwarded a tv script of mine to an editor who not only read it, they liked it enough to meet me.
So, I work in IT – that’s my bread and butter while write myself a healthy CV – a portfolio of Calling Card scripts and co-writing assignments.
I go to meetings in the City or West End all the time, all over London but especially in the City.
In my meetings, I discuss firstly requirements of a pragmatic, tangible nature. What are your problems, are they measurable? What is the impact on your business and can I assist?
But not this this time.
This time I’m not in my City costume of a suit. It’s media, darling, a suit won’t do!
I proffered my hand and was instead kissed on the cheek.
Then, I’m sat opposite a lovely woman, in a sleek, City office, both of us professionals in our disciplines, talking about... zombies, trans-dimensional aliens, white slavery and teen fiction
The utter strangeness of being in this professional context and talking about the madness in my head, and other people’s heads, was actually surreal.
Do people really talk about monsters in meetings? Hell, Yes! And I’m having one!
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