Jack Benny was, without a doubt, the bravest comedian I have ever seen work. He wasn't afraid of silence. He would take as long as it took to tell the story.
The more work you put in on your outline and getting the skeleton of your story right, the easier the process is later.
The grim reality is that most start-ups fail. Most new products are not successful. Yet the story of perseverance, creative genius, and hard work persists.
That's the holy grail as a TV writer, to work on a story that you care about and to put it out there and for it to find the audience and connect with fans and connect with critics.
Once I have the grain of an idea, it haunts me until I finish the story. I don't like to be haunted, of course, so immediately get to work.
You'll work hard to create characters that are compelling and unforgettable. But in the end, it's the story that matters.
Some things work better as a book, some things work better as a story, some things works better as a film.
You must find the note, the correct key, for your story. If you find it, everything will work. If you do not, everything will stick out like elbows.
I think decor says a lot about someone's social position, their taste, their sensibility, their work - and also about the aesthetic way I have chosen to tell their story.
Everyone has a story that makes me stronger. I know that the work I do is important and I enjoy it, but it is nice to hear the feedback of what we do to inspire others.
When you listen to other women's stories you begin to understand your own better and you begin to find ways back through and with each other.
There are so many female roles - particularly for young women - that are just somebody's girlfriend or somebody's daughter, or that are accessories to the main story rather than being three-dimensional characters.
If there's one thing I've learned about women, which I try to pass on to my boys, it's listening. Listen to the other side of the story first.
The US military still blames the media for stories and images that turned the American public against the war in Vietnam.
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