I often find myself making labor-intense commitments to a particular friend, and as recent as June, after seven, long-toiling weeks, a twenty-page sitcom pilot appeared.
Among the few souls who read the manuscript, one person was dissatisfied its ending, in which each character displays his or her best attributes in a concluding musical montage and the narrator sums up the sitcom's theme: "we all do the best that we can."
It's an observation that doesn't induce chuckling, yet brings into fruition the human common-denominator (an element contained in all funny shows).
And it's true. We can't ask anymore from ourselves than our best and what we can do at a particular time. Imperfect (hilarious) sitcom characters teach us so much.
Autumn is my favorite season for its beauty and symbolism. But, too, it is the season which forgives our imperfections. We are forced to re-enter life's cycle, though, we do so among splendor. Fall allows any observer to simply take a regenerative pause.
Vivid colors lead to new paths.
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Ahhhh... very poetic. :) I'm sorry the sitcom wasn't as well received as you had hoped. But I know the effort was appreciated. I wonder, if the flip side of "we all do the best we can," is, "we must all appreciate what we have been given." That applies not only to your sitcom (a gift from others) but also to talents (etc.) cultivated by ourselves. Cheers!
Aha. I like your addition very much.
It's funny. The sitcom was wildly successful. Those who weren't so wild about were the people of which I made light :)
your ruminations on fall move me very much....we must shed and let go without losing our core...a time for renewal, a time for forgiveness.
I, for one, liked the sitcom. :)
:) Labor-intense commitments, eh? I wouldn't exactly describe an egg sandwich that way...
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