I asked my mom the historian to read my screenplay and tell me what kind of historical inaccuracies I was committing. I did an okay job being all accurate, although Mom thinks I need to remove the sex scene because people don't need to see sex in the movies.
Moms. Gotta love 'em.
The other day she drove to somewhere or other with a friend and told the friend my story on the way. She said when they arrived at their destination, the friend wouldn't let her out of the car until she finished telling my story, so either my screenplay is gonna kick ass with the retired set (unless they are offended by my one sex not very graphic sex scene) or my mom is a terrific storyteller.
Actually my mom is an awesome storyteller. Maybe my screenplay's not as awesome as her story makes it sound.
Either way, Thanks Mom.
My mom is usually just like...
ReplyDeleteoh good. is it finished yet.
what now?
Are you gonna sell it now?
Is it time to come back home now?
Isn't California too hot?
Are the mud slides miserable?
Are you on fire?
well kinda. not really, i guess. She's supportive but there is a always a shade of wtf are you doing.
You're lucky to have such a supportive and enthusiastic mom!