Today is one of those days when my usual blogging is going to have to take a back seat to self-promotion. Not that my blogging doesn’t sometimes involve self-promotion. And not that I don’t spend a certain amount of my waking hours thinking about it. But today I actually have to go out into the world and do it.

LUCKY DUCKS TODAY

Mar 23, 2010by tracey Comments

Today is  one of those days when my usual blogging is going to have to take a back seat to self-promotion. Not that my blogging doesn’t sometimes involve self-promotion.  And not that I don’t spend a certain amount of my waking hours thinking about it. But today I actually have to go out into the world and do it.
Yesterday while I was deep in the heart of my Brucie blog I got an out of the blue email from someone at the New York Post who had seen the piece in Marie Claire and had somehow found the website and watched the trailer and decided to do an article in the New York Pulse section on Taylor, me and the film.

So this threw a terrific, yet unexpected set of events into my day.

Right after the gym I’m meeting Sheila (the reporter) for an interview.  They wanted to bring a photographer then; but if you saw my hair right now, no way.

So I need to run up and get that taken care of, then get back to the house for the photo shoot. And somehow try and get Lucy to the orthodontist. She doesn’t think Allison should take her as I promised to always take her to a doctor’s appointments. At dinner tonight we had a Talmudic debate on whether an orthodontist appointment was the same as a doctor’s appointment.

Barbara – Jo-Z care to weigh in here? I voted not. Lucy disagrees. These are the times she reminds me she is not going to be a working mother.

I remember being dropped off at the orthodontist and picked up an hour later.

Then I somehow have to get us all ready as we leave for Milan the next day.

So well thought out, thoughts on paper are out of the question today. But being it’s still Lucky Ducks week and this is all about Lucky Ducks I know you will understand.

And I can’t imagine you don’t get sick of my rambling any way.

I do.

But I do want to acknowledge every one that really had big part in the making of this film. The person I want to talk about today is the man who edited it.

Editing is one of those things that the average person takes for granted.
I never knew how important it was until I actually did it.

Documentaries are pretty much written in the editing suite.

I had heard horror stories over the years about directors and their editors locking horns until one was pretty much done in.

I lucked out. I spent months in a room with a wonderful man called Cob Carlson.

Editing  can be an unbelievably time consuming, repetitive and claustrophobic experience.

Because I edited in Providence I would go up for a week at a time and in that week Cob and I had to do what we would have done in say three weeks if we had been in the same city. This resulted in days that could go as long as eighteen hours.

We never fought. Not once and for me that is a miracle.

If we got testy, which almost never happened and it was really because we were so damn tired, I learned to that if we talked about pizza or golf Cob was instantly transformed and we could just take a verbal break and then return to the job at hand as soon as we regained our equilibrium.

Music was another way we could escape the tedium of looking at the same two-minute clip for the hundredth time.

And once Cob went out at the crack of dawn like five am and

Lucky Ducks Editor Cob Carlson
Lucky Ducks Editor Cob Carlson
The monitors we stare at for 18 hours at a stretch.
The monitors we stare at for 18 hours at a stretch.

hit golf balls in the pouring rain because he knew he had a long day ahead of him and if he got that energy out he would have more to put into his work.

I learned an enormous amount from him.

And for some one like me who prefers to spend much of their time locked up alone writing, to walk away from an experience where I was closed in a room with another person for days that went well into the nights and wound up adoring them – that is saying a lot about that other person.

We agree!
We agree!
I would go back to NYC and Cob would spend days doing this and then send me the cuts.
I would go back to NYC and Cob would spend days doing this and then send me the cuts.
So a little self-promotion it's working!
So a little self-promotion it's working!