I’m currently in L.A. at the SWCW, learning lots, pitching, and hanging out with writerly friends. “My tribe,” as one other writer put it, “people who speak my language and make me feel like I’m not the only weirdo in the world.”
I’ve attended quite a few sessions and panels, ones on how to pitch, how to write log lines and queries, about getting agents and/or managers (and how to know when it’s time to look for one) . . . It’s funny how, from one industry professional to another, a lot of the advice can contradict itself. What one person abhors another finds commonplace. “Do this!” and “Never do that!” It’s enough to give you whiplash.
I came in feeling pretty confident, but of course the moment I started hearing the lectures, I began to doubt. “Dramas don’t sell,” I heard again and again, and what do I have? Two drama scripts. But then again, didn’t Jeremy Zimmer of UTA just say that dramas will almost certainly come back? Trends in this town change fast. I may yet have a chance.
I pitched to six production companies and reps. Of those, four requested my contact information, one gave me his card and asked to read my script, and the one and only woman I spoke to passed. “It’s a good story but not my thing,” seemed to be the sum total of her response. (Honestly, it was difficult to tell; she wasn’t very clear about it.) I never know, when they take my contact info, if I should actually expect to hear from them. I like to think they wouldn’t bother taking my business card or writing down my name and e-mail unless they were actually interested. Otherwise they’d just pass, right? Or are some of them too nice to say no outright and find it easier to disappear (like the guy who never calls)?
Still, I’ll count the day as a success.
Tomorrow is the last day. It’s been a busy couple days, but at least tomorrow I can relax a bit because there will be no pitching involved. I don’t fly home until Monday morning, so I’ll have a chance to see some friends and unwind. Always nice to be able to combine business with pleasure.