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I used to be a copywriter in Seattle. I loved the freelance life. I loved working with clients to make sure their vision was expressed in a clear, easy-to-understand way. I didn’t love working alone at my computer all day.
Then a friend called me. “I'm making a movie. I have no money, and I need a producer.” I had just produced a management training manual for a national restaurant chain and I figured my experience would translate pretty well—it's the same process, just a different medium, right? “Okay then...”
I set up and ran the auditions. I worked with my friend to schedule the movie around tide tables, ferry schedules, and actors with day jobs. I scouted locations, made deals with homeowners to shoot on their property, recruited friends to solicit food donations for this “craft services” thing. We were going to be a four-person crew: two co-directors (one of whom would also DP, the other would gaff), a grip/electrician, and me. We also had a rotating crew of PAs to help out. “One position we definitely need to fill is script supervisor. It’s crucial we get detailed notes for post. Can you do it?” Okay again....
I bought the book. I met for coffee with a Seattle-area scripty. We started production.
We were shooting on the beach, at night. There was no monitor. There was no bathroom. I ended up being wardrobe supervisor and transpo in addition to script supervisor. I was in heaven.
six years later...
Now I live in LA and I’ve been working full time as a script supervisor since 2005. It’s been a while since I’ve worked in conditions like those on my first job, but every time I step on set through the maze of trailers and 48-foot trucks and head to video village, I smile and remember the passion that brought me here.
