I just realized that I never mentioned when my picth meeting is. It's today, at 11am.

Jennise and I have spent the last week working on our pitch, and last night Ken listened to us and gave us some pointers as well. More enthusiasm, fewer names, and most importantly he inturrupted us and asked questions -- so today that shouldn't throw us off-stride.

We tried to get our manager on the phone to give us advice, but, well, that didn't happen. I'll save that for another post. Today's energy is positive. I'm going to go in and have fun. I will never, ever have a first series pitch meeting again so I want to enjoy it.

In all of my hopes and dreams about my writing career, I never envisioned myself in this place at this time. I expected to sell features. Then I started playing in the TV world and expected to follow the traditional path; write specs, get specs read, meet with showrunners, get a job as a staff writer and move my way up, eventually to showrunner status, or at least to a place where I've got experience before throwing my own series out there.

This year I'm trying to pitch two series.

I am not getting overly excited about this, in the way that I sometimes got early on, all bubbly enthusiastic at each little breakthrough. It's a significant step for me as a professional writer to be sure. It speaks much for our talent that the material we wrote was deemed series-worthy by one reader who has a clue about these things. I'm definitely happy that I've got this opportunity -- the contacts I've been trying to make are starting to pay off.

It's like winning the lottery. I'll fantasize about what to do with the money when I buy the ticket but in my heart of hearts just don't believe that I'll be the 1 in 1,342,608th person.

I will, however, gain another very good contact, and good experience. I could even gain a new manager or agent.

Okay, deep down inside is that bubbly, optimistic cherub who's right now telling me "you could be 1,342,608".

Wish me luck!