Tuesday, September 9, 2008
the lines are dead
Oh look. The door, its open. I wonder if its safe to go out?
You know you mustn't. You promised. Something terrible will happen if you don't stick to the Deadline.
Just a cup of coffee?
Look, I could just nip out and be back in a second. Its safe out there.
Oh bollocks is that the time?
Doooon't look at the liiiight!
But its so beauuuutifuuuuul.....!
I told you something terrible would happennnnn!!!!!!!!
Don't you hate deadlines? And dead lines? Some jobs are just plain hard work. This one is not happening for me. I love the idea, I love what I could do with it, given more time and a little more space to interpret freely. But, no. Client wants it this way. Client is nervous of lines that take on a life of their own and maybe try to dance a little. Let the words be neat, and all in the right sequence. They say they don't want jargon but when I cut it all out and worked very hard to make it clear and direct, they got nervous. Now they want me to put some back in.
I read it out loud to myself. Every line is weighty, porridgy. No sting to it, no sing.
Aah well. I have to amuse myself in other ways...