the inevitable

last night, amid the chaos of the continuity collapse and the world ending, the production designer approached me and asked if i had ever received photos of the lead actor as a child. i had not. nor did i realize that it was my responsibility more than sending out emails to him to ask.

so this morning, the director came to me and asked to talk and questioned i wasn't on top of this. i almost cried. i was frozen in a non-answer.

and then i attempted to fix the situation.

but seriously, it's inevitable. whenever fifty people are working insane hours for an insane amount of days on end, it's inevitable that something goes wrong. and it's inevitable that it's your fault at some point.

and this morning it was mine.