The following is an excerpt from my memoir Keeping the Tryst. It appears just before the end of chapter 37.
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September 10, 2001…
That night I was scheduled to work. And there were three things that I was eager to do when I got home…
The first was to call Lisa.
Secondly, I wanted to start work on writing the script for the movie. Even though I had no grasp whatsoever of crafting a screenplay.
Finally, it was a big night for TheForce.net staff. We would be up all evening getting a bunch of stories about the Episode I DVD release ready to publish at midnight Pacific Time.
Lisa and I talked for a bit, then I threw a pizza into the oven and while that was cooking I started writing the first lines of what I was calling “Sithery”. It seemed as good a working title as anything.
I wrote a page and a half of what passed for a script, then logged into TheForce.net’s staff portal. There were a couple of posts that I needed to have ready, and those were done. I hung out online until 3 a.m. and saw all our work get posted.
Satisfied, I went to the sofa and crashed hard. And before going to sleep I found myself feeling pretty good. I had my own place, a job, and an amazing girlfriend whom I cared for deeply. I was writing a script for a movie. And my words were being read by tens of thousands of people each day.
I thanked God for giving me so much. And then drowsiness took me.
2 comments:
I hope you post more, I'm assuming you wrote about what happened when you woke up.
Haunting.
I'll be posting the end of chapter 37 and all of 38 tomorrow.
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