For previous "Holy Crap" posts, see below:
I was sitting at the Dunn Brothers in the St. Anthony neighborhood (the one attached to the Finnish Bakery, to make it even more Minnesotan) on Monday, when an email came: "I would like to option your script, Deadbeat Boyfriend (sic)." More beautiful words have never been spoken.
An option simply means that someone is "renting" the rights to the screenplay for a finite period of time. After that time, they either decide it's viable and buy it outright, or the rights revert back to me.
This is still quite a distance from Diablo Cody-Land, believe me. But it feels good.
Friday, May 2, 2008
Posted by Marc Conklin at 10:34 AM