Another day of writing (and getting distracted by the cats, who just love it when there's someone in...). The HG show, which in my head is my 'big' show of the year, still feels like it's missing something. I mean, yeah, ultimately ten minutes of content, but also at the moment it just isn't quite clicking the way I hoped it would now I'm reading through it again...it has many really, really lovely moments in it, though. Not enough to make it a really, really lovely show just yet.
Spent a lot of time faffing about that today, without getting much done.
Evening I was up to Broadcasting House for a meeting at the BBC, which sounds awfully fancy. It's not, really, but equally it is. Ultimately, a bunch of BBC types run a club where they record stuff, and, as they're there already, it gets to be recorded in the world famous studios with great actors and everything and eventually just bunged online. Somehow they picked up my sitcom that I wrote seven years ago that I never did anything with at the time and wanted to chat more, so I nervously went over for a meeting and a read-through. They're quite harsh in places, picking up on even the most minor of flaws in the first episode (but unanimously they agreed that episode three was perfect) and they asked so many questions...yet, having written this seven years ago, I wasn't as familiar with the backstory of the characters as I should have been. Still, they were suitably impressed to agree to record all four episodes as soon as I get the tweaks done...they were lovely people, they just have slightly higher standards than what I'm used to. All being well, I can have 'BBC' on my fringe flyers this year.
Got drunk in the BBC bar afterwards which felt great.
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