I used to work in Hollywood. I was good at my job. I had a knack for reading scripts and understanding their position and value in the market.
If they were good – I knew why. If they were bad – I knew why. I earned the trust of big names, and if I continued to put my head down and work relentlessly, my future had the potential for a fairy-tale ending of its own.
Stories were my thing. In December of 2017, I was on the way to a Del Taco for a break from my Sunday script reading. I wasn’t even that hungry – I just needed a break.