Behind the Scenes by Christina C Jones

Author:Christina C Jones [Jones, Christina C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-953214-06-5
Publisher: Christina C Jones

My first table read…

And maybe… not the last one?

The more I worked on ODS, the more my mind wandered, about shifting my career focus from this more generalized approach I’d been on to something more… specific.

Like TV-specific.

This was… everything.

I got a chance to take one more proud look around at my work before anyone else was due to arrive. Instead of just stuffy, uncomfortable chairs around a conference table, I’d commandeered an empty space and had lounge chairs brought in, with a big coffee table in the middle.

The table was loaded with healthy – and a few not-so-healthy – snacks, each seat had bottled water and a little personal side table at the ready, with a fresh notebook and working pens for anything they might need or want to write down. Right up front, when they first entered, I had everyone’s scripts printed in book binding, ready and marked with their parts. I also had tablets for the main actors, so that the writers – Pierre and Nick – could send them changes on the fly.

Kettles for hot tea and coffee, a bowl of throat lozenges.

Hell, I even had blankets in case somebody got cold, and personal electric fans if they got hot.

I was ready for anything.

Except Sienna walking through the door with a sour ass expression, two minutes before we were due to start. Everybody else, down to the smallest part we’d brought on for today’s read, had gotten themselves there early.

And then here her ass came, breezing in like some diva, with the definite air of someone who thought we’d been just waiting on her to arrive.

“What is this?” she sneered, looking around at what was obviously not the typical-looking table read she’d expected.

Before I could speak, Nick was beside me, hooking an arm over my shoulder. “It’s dope, right? Logan took the time to make sure we’re prepared for all contingencies, make sure everybody is comfortable, and fed if necessary, all that.”

Sienna scoffed. “These people are actors – they aren’t eating that food. Now if you’d put out a couple lines of cocaine…”

“Plans have already been made for any extra food. There’s a shelter just around the corner, expecting me this afternoon. I’ll be there to donate the extras to their dinner service and drop off a check on behalf of this production, and we’ve already made arrangements for donation of any future extras from table reads, as well as from craft services once filming starts. And since this show is literally called One Day Sober, and the creator takes pride in his own sobriety… I’m a little unclear on why you’d ever even make a joke like that?” I asked, digging in unnecessarily because… really?

“Girl, if you don’t get your goodie-two-shoes ass outta my face,” Sienna snarled, and I… stood my ass right where I was, because that bitch didn’t run me and my ability to remain “professional” with her was running out.

Fast.

When she realized I wasn’t going anywhere, she stomped off, flouncing over to where Pierre was seated, looking through the printed version of the script.

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