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The Short Form


Jim Gavin


My script had nothing to do with body wash, but everyone thought that was an easy fix. After it sold, I was acutely aware that something absurd had just happened to me and I felt obliged to mock myself and the shadowy figures who had lowered the drawbridge on my behalf, letting me into the castle. The day I signed the papers I told the head of development an anecdote about Flaubert. I told him that as Flaubert was nearing the end of Madame Bovary, he wrote in a letter to a friend that he could actually hear the rhythm of the final chapters, the fall of every phrase, though he didn't yet have the words. I explained that I had experienced something similar as I approached the third act of my multi-ethnic buddy cop adventure comedy, Hyde & Sikh.

We read it in Middle Men: Stories.