So, along the way, I have dreamed of having my own TV show. Re-visit Mr. Dressup for the new millennium, only as a girl.
For the past 3 years I have been knocking on doors, walking through doors, and having them slammed in my face. Well not really, but you can see the metaphorical artist angst coming through, can't you? "We think you're amazing, but there is a little thing called a recession right now that is standing in the way of all your hopes and dreams..."
Long story short. I began stalking Sharon, Lois and Bram. (see pic.)
How did they do it? Successful children's artists. Canadian. Maybe they have the answers? Stalking/snooping paid off, and I met Sharon and Lois at a fateful Starbucks in February, and thus began the sweet sweet story of my 4th and hopefully final journey towards tv show actualized. Truthfully, they were unbelievably helpful (gave me incredibly valuable contacts), lovely women, and it was an honour meeting them!
Bram, you can suck it! Thanks for not showing up! (Just kidding!!!)
I am finally on my way this time. I have a production company who seems very interested in my idea, and a brilliant writer who even wrote for MR. DRESSUP!!!!! The final piece of the puzzle is a world class animation company who is also very excited about my concept. I have been in this position before, and I know that this can all go away faster than you can say the words 'tickle trunk' (grooooaaan), but I have my fingers crossed.
Just for CRYING OUT LOUD if you see me on the street, DON"T say "good luck with the TV show!" It's bad bad luck. I truely believe that anytime anyone in history has ever said 'good luck' to me about something, it has NEVER worked out in my favour.
There. Now you know I am neurotic and superstitious too.
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