Last week I downed my pride and stopped in at the ol’ Bookstar to sign an emplyment application. That’s right, big time Hollywood screenwriter begging for a book stacking job. So, I’m sitting there filling out the app when I hear, “Dude, didn’t you write Jason X?”
My first celebrity sighting. Some Friday fan recognized my mug from the flick and internet pics. Then he stares down at the app and asks what’s up? His buddies start snickering. Horrid experience. And in the end, they didn’t even offer me the job. But that’s fine. I’m doing another Ghost Writing assignment. There is, of course, this looming idea that if it gets made and becomes a block buster that I get no credit, no recognition and no more money but when you are looking at your watch and it says broke-thirty, you do what you gotta do. I still seem to always find money when really needed. Blessed some call it.
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