Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 96284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
The living room was gone too. It was our roundtable spot for meetings these days, unless we opted to sit on the patio. That was where I headed while Haley got the door to grab our food delivery.
Thursday meetings centered around results. Today, Friday, was about the weeks to come. And lunch. We couldn’t forget about lunch.
Seth had already taken his seat on the patio, so I sat down across from him.
Late July was hot as balls. I might throw myself in the pool after this.
Haley soon joined us with lunch from a nearby Thai place, and Jake followed suit shortly after, parking his ass next to me. He wanted half of my green curry, and I wanted half of his spicy shrimp soup.
“Did you find the coloring book?” Haley asked.
Jake shook his head. “It has to be at Nikki’s. I’ll call her later.”
I cocked my head, wondering if they were talking about Colin’s atlas coloring book. “The one with the maps and stuff? Check the compartments in the back seat of your truck. That’s where we found it last time.”
It looked like something dawned on him, as if he remembered, and he gave my knee a squeeze. “Thank you. I keep fucking forgetting. I think we brought it to dinner yesterday.”
That’s what I vaguely recalled too. Colin was all about coloring the places Daddy and Uncle Roe visited.
“Okay—shall we get started?” Haley suggested. “I’d like to get something out of the way before y’all discuss scheduling.”
Seth made a go-ahead motion as the rest of us grabbed our food.
“Mai and Jason’s grandfather is having surgery next week, so I won’t have her with me as much,” she continued. “In other words, if you’re bringing the kids here at some point, let me know in advance so I can watch them.”
Noted.
“I don’t technically have mine next week, so you’re good,” Jake said around a mouthful of food. Emphasis on technically. He and Nikki were flexible with their weeks. They met up for dinner here and there and frequently traded days if someone had a lot on their plate.
I could envy their situation sometimes, because they got along so well as co-parents, and not everything was about the children. Jake took Nikki into consideration, just like Nikki did for Jake. They didn’t split the holidays like most divorced parents did. If they didn’t celebrate together, they made sure to get the best of both worlds on the same day. Christmas breakfast here, Christmas dinner there, Easter brunch together, birthday party at Jake’s the day before, private birthday dinner the day of. They simply made shit work.
Seth and Haley took a couple minutes to discuss Mai and Jason’s schedule for next week. They were two of our recent additions at Condor Chicks. Jason Quan was a film editor we hoped would stay with us for years to come. Mai was his younger sister, a part-time student and Haley’s PA.
Jake, Seth, and I preferred to hire freelancers, partly for financial reasons, but if we stumbled across someone we wanted to work more with, we didn’t hesitate to expand. Besides, these days, we’d drown without extra help. Jake had his little editing squad, Seth had two guys, and I had a research assistant. We also had a contract with Martina Larsen, a filmmaker we’d initially worked with on Travel Back. She’d be with us for Currahee as well.
“…and on that note, I’m wondering about Yasmin’s progress on the Nomads YouTube continuation,” Haley told Jake. “Do we have a ballpark for release?”
I shoveled more food into my mouth and side-eyed Jake. Yasmin was one of his editors, the one in charge of our YouTube footage. Nomads had run for five successful seasons, and we were ready to move on. However, after thousands of viewers had reached out through social media, we’d come up with a compromise. We’d make it a private production for YouTube only, and we’d post an episode when time allowed. Starting with a series of bloopers and outtakes we hadn’t made public yet, using old footage. Like a warm-up.
“We were discussing November, right?” Jake asked me. “Three or four episodes before then?”
I inclined my head. “We’ll make the first one in San Diego.”
That was the upside to Nomads. The episodes didn’t require a fuck-ton of work, so we could essentially take an extra couple days in each location we had to go to anyway and create something there. And we had three weeks in San Diego coming up this fall.
“Okay, so…” Jake grew pensive. “San Diego in September, and then we’ll be on the East Coast much of October and November…”
Yeah, we could probably squeeze in a few sights between our interviews with veterans and first responders.
“Seth and I can sit down with Yasmin next week, then,” Haley decided. “It would be nice to map out the marketing for the fall soon. Which brings us to Travel Back—you have the last photo shoot for that on Wednesday at two.”