Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Cleaning up all the stuff that accumulated on my desk while I was away, and sending off the things I promised to send to all those development people I met in Toronto. My West Wing spec (yep, I've got a spec too), my pitch for The Alternative, occasionally a writing sample of something that's been on the air...

I've got two or three more pitches to send out, and then it's on to those very insightful network notes for Exposure. That should take a little while.

Boy, I do not love Toronto. It reminds me all too much of L.A. Big chunks of it actually look like LA. The many fine Thai restaurants do not entirely make up for the crappy low-rise buildings and scrubby lawns. And Tuesday it was wretched hot. With smog. Except that, you know, it's a wet heat.

Interviewing a couple of interns over the next day or so. You'd be amazed at the high level of experience and professionalism of some of these people. But then, the more professional you are, the more you understand how to leverage an internship.

1:07 PM

1 Comments:

Toronto not home. Montreal the place that lets you breathe. "I can feel the good in you". don't fight it. soon I will have you smoking while you order a pint at "Hurley's". so close to being a Montrealer I can Taste it...well, done young SkyWalker. you almost have enough angst to be a true Montreal writer with talent.

By  DJ, at 4:07 PM  

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