Don't let it play with the steak knives!

[sillyzilly2k]

I just sent the first draft of the first half of my short film off to my co-writer. He's a good guy, and he wouldn't have asked if he'd felt confident enough in his own writing to come up with a script alone, but it's still nerve-wracking, this first pass-off. I've said before that leaving a piece of writing with another person is like leaving a child with a babysitter for the first time, but this time it's like leaving a child with a babysitter who might end the evening by saying, "This child sucks and it's all your fault. Maybe you should have another one, but make it totally different. Or better yet, stop breeding."

I don't actually think he'll say that, or anything like that. But my imagination has an impressive capacity.

Anyway, at least I sent it off. And now it's past my bedtime.