The Final Week Where I’m Only “Kinda” An Editor

Saturday, March 19th, 2016

More changes, more learning, more excitement this week.

There was a day where we had two different act twos. So one was just cut completely. It is funny to me that I spend my whole day building and building just to have often the majority of stuff knocked down by the end of the day.

Sometimes intricate things that are tough to build, or take a while, get cut. (I have a commercial montage that turned out so well! I’d love to think it would blow your mind… But I don’t think you’re ever gonna see it.)

Sometimes things I love, that really make me laugh, get cut – which is kind of a bummer, but at least I get to see them.

And if I think it’s hard as an editor to have things cut, it’s amazing to think about what it must be like for the writers… to be creating all these fabulous jokes that never see air. It is really incredible to me, sometimes, the amount of material that’s generated (by any department) that’s never seen.

Ah, nightly scripted television. It’s just magic – lovely magical magic.

I did learn a few more things this week, such as the mortise I put on when we have a vine video or something. Or even how to go about adding b-roll when it’s needed post show (the way to specifically time it out after the show, and making sure the ticker matches what comes next, etc.).

This was the week where it all started to become real-ish. My trial was over. I was definitely an editor now. I had my office. They were even interviewing AEs (and hired one, and she came in on Friday to train).

So, I was an editor… But I still wasn’t one in the credits of the show. (And it still wasn’t reflected in my paycheck either.)

And it’s a bit of a weird feeling the whole, “I gotta be careful and thankful, and hold on to this awesome new job. But I also gotta lean in. Because for real, if this goes on for too long, I’m gonna all of a sudden be editing in season 5 and still being called an assistant editor.”

I mean, I know that’s a little dramatic there. That most likely was not going to happen. But there still was some fear. I mean, I trusted my boss (a ton!), and she’d gone over what was going to change for me title, and money-wise, and what have you. It was just a little in the air as far as the exact day when it would change. So, I was a tiny bit on edge. I just wanted everything to be official, and officially settled.

While technically nothing is ever truly officially settled, because nothing is promised in this life, there was still something to signing the papers and changing the credits and all that to make everything real. And hopefully it will be for as long as it possibly can be.

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