Imaginary office

Last weekend we had our first major programming meeting of NYWF 2015. On Saturday night I drove to the airport through terrifying torrential rain to pick Lex up. We went into the city and ate dumplings and drank wine and laughed. Team NYWF hardly ever get to do this – just be in the same place talking about things that aren’t work.
The next morning it was still raining as we piled into Rachel’s living room. We ate bread with goat’s cheese, arranged ourselves on the couches and got to work. We talked for eight or nine hours. I drank four cups of tea and ate a fairly large amount of chocolate covered glace ginger. There was cake and biscuits and nuts.
At the end, we had the skeleton of a program. There’s a long way to go but it’s a start. We got a lot done. There are good things. It’s a long time yet before you’ll get a glimpse at it, even longer before you’ll finally see the whole thing. I think you’ll like it though, I think I do.
It’s not always easy, this job. I would go so far as to say that it is rarely easy. It’s amazing and fun and challenging and so many other things, but it’s also hard. We are volunteers. This festival runs on almost no money and even less time. A lot of it happens on Skype and in Google docs and in the comments on Facebook threads. There are good things about doing it that way but there are a lot of downsides too.
It’s hard not to imagine what it would be like if this were a job – a real one – and not something we all squeeze in around other commitments. In my head we have an imaginary office. It’s bright and sunny and there are nice plants. We share cakes and lunches, sitting around a communal table. On the days when it’s hard, I imagine us all there. There have been a couple of times when I would have given almost anything for that office to exist.   
These rare weekends when we’re together are my favourite part, when that imaginary office doesn’t seem so far away and conversations happen face-to-face.
If you’re only reading this post to find out when you’ll hear about the outcome of your NYWF application – soon, I promise. We’re almost there.

Further reading

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