Somebody hands you an envelope of cash and a puppy. The puppy has a 99% of dying in twelve months. This is called a movie option.
But there’s always that one percent, right? I found out last night that Wes Craven is developing a TV show for my novella We Are All Completely Fine.
Assuming all goes well–that the script is good and the pilot works, that all the stars align, etc–it will be turned into a TV show. Nice, right?
But there are many hoops to jump through, and it may turn out that no show is made at all.
But I will say that I’m cautiously optimistic, and I’m thinking about naming the puppy.