Well, so far, so good. I have a massive headache — not from the stress of the Scramble, even. No, I’m too much of a goof for that; this is justt a low blood sugar headache from having forgotten to eat today.

So…

I underestimated the ease of having a “Romance” (genre) “Buddy picture” (style). Yeah, it seems easy, until you try to combine the two, in under five minutes, without taking an easy, stereotypical approach.

Argh.

But somehow, in spite of itself, script by committee seems to have worked. I pitched the idea, and after a shitload of hammering by cast and crew alike, we finally came up with something that (I think) everyone is happy with. Which is both good and absolutely amazing. And it features inspiration items, locations, and genre/style in creative ways, I think.

I hope.

I think I’ll not try that again, though — the script by democracy thing. Nor will I have a set number of actors — although that’s a bitch, ’cause you want to make sure you have enough quality in the actor department, but too many and you have a hard time writing a good script.

I feel especially bad because I begged Melissa to do this, and her part is not at all big. In fact, it’s not even terribly good — Michael and Kevin have a real chance to shine here, but none of the girls really do. And I feel terrible about that. I really wanted to give Melissa a chance to shine.

So at 2 AM, the script is written. We’ve done a few read throughs, and the location (Kevin’s house) is secured, which knocks out a ton of potential problems in advance (power, lighting, etc.). We’re back up at 9 AM, which should, amazingly, allow me to get three or so hours of sleep — which I’m not sure how to react to. But I’m going to take advantage, if only to make the editing process a little less painful and drawn out.

And then it’s back to my other job – producer – and making sure that ‘t’s are crossed and ‘i’s dotted.

And then I’ll eat a bottle of Xanax and sleep for a week.

Back to getting credits in shape.