I've had just about all my planned meetings here at the Banff Worldwide TV Festival. The only thing that remains is the small matter of Shelley Eriksen and I pitching our high school show at the Youth Pitchit! session in front of a couple hundred people. (If you're here, come vote for us! Even if we suck.) I've been pitching our show retail all festival long and the response has been great.
I think I can tell you now that I'm creating a show for The Movie Network called THE FALLEN. They've ordered three scripts, for starters. I don't think there is a better job in the world than creating a show for pay cable, except running one.
I'm still putting irons in the fire, 'cause there's always 2008 to worry about -- and 'cause I'm here, and what else am I supposed to do with all these irons? But I'd say my summer, at a minimum, is booked up. And that is good.
It's that stage of the festival where I've bumped into most of the people I know, so now I can relax and stretch my fingers, instead of roaming around feverishly. I think I might even hit the hot tub at the hotel later. After the cocktail party, of course ... to slip out early would be shirking.
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