Nothing new from Producer Dude.
Nothing new on any front that I'm working on solo.
Nothing new from Charlie on the script that is in his hands. (That boy can be slow when he wants to be).
Nothing new in my own head about any ideas.
Nothing new on our comedy, ripe for the plucking by some astute Hollywood exec looking for the next big thing.
And yet today I feel as if the world is at my feet.
There is no explanation for this. There is no proof that the world is, in fact, lying at my feet. Rather, it is a feeling. A sensation. A jolt of free will.
Perhaps tomorrow, all will be as it was, and we will again languish in obscurity. But for now, it is a new dawn, filled with promise.
Feeling lucky.
Once just humble low-rent screenwriters, Charlie & Dave have now evolved and write about writing, more than they actually... erm... write.
American expat Charlie is now in Beijing, and spins tales of life and business in China, while reporting on the local entertainment scene.
California expat Dave is now in New York, and spins tales of life, love, and survival in New York, while reporting on whatever it is people in Tarrytown do.
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