Blimey, it’s all kicking off this month, isn’ t it?!
So you know how I mentioned I entered my first every script – Mum-Life Crisis – into the BAFTA Rocliffe Comedy Award and didn’t get anywhere? Well, after they gave me so much helpful and brilliant feedback, I reworked it and sent it to a production company.
They were very nice about it and gave me even more helpful feedback.
So I reworked it again and entered it into the Funny Women Awards. And they shortlisted me!
I didn’t get to bask in glory for long though – they let me know the next day that I didn’t make the final. But STILL!
It’s all too much. How will I cope next month when I don’t get shortlisted for something? Life will seem hollow and empty without all this external validation.