…and without ego I have to say, it’s pretty damn good. When I say series, I don’t mean a pilot or a concept or a treatment. I wrote thirteen full, network-hour (45 minute) episodes, including a 2-hour pilot. 652 script pages, for those that don’t understand screenplay format.
I wrote this in about three weeks, meaning I was very inspired at the time, let me tell you.
That’s roughly 31 pages a day.
At my current rate of 4 pages per hour, I must have been writing 8 hours a day.
Those were good days.
A potential, kinda, maybe, opportunity has arisen to perhaps, sorta present this series to an interested party. (I’m being vague, NDAs and all…) But now I’m not so sure I want to. I mean I definitely want to, but I don’t know if I should.
You see during Saboten Con this past weekend, Jolene and I gave a 4-part class on taking an idea, and seeing it through from creation, to print, publishing, and all the steps involved. It makes me wonder why I’ve been sitting on this Sci-Fi series for nine years when I could have turned it into several novels by now. (I should also add that my wife urged me to do so not four months ago. See? I listen, I just don’t process that quickly…) Having just finished “Sapphire City”, by this time tomorrow that is, I’m beginning to wonder, why not?
My dilemma, though, is that I’m not sure I’m willing to sit around and wait for that big studio to call and tell me they’re ready to sink millions of dollars into my pilot. And it will most definitely cost millions of dollars just to do the pilot. Though millions of dollars might be nice to produce the show, there’s no guarantee I’ll be the one producing at all. On the other hand, I can, in about one or two months time, turn the story into novels, and control it from start to finish. It’ll be at least one novel, but most likely two or more.
There is something very fulfilling about holding that book in my hands, flipping through the pages, smelling the paper, and having Jolene tell me to stop putting my big nose in all the books.
So there you have it, my dilemma, my conundrum. It’s only a shame there are not more instances in life where one gets to use the word “conundrum”.