I've talked about it, but QWERTY was a class project that was thought something else. From the moment you decided to enroll in this course. We were a group of people that we had love and this could be the last year so we were all together. We were a group of people who loved us (and we still do) to do things. Do things. And we wanted to do something. One thing all together. One thing all together but well done. The best thing that could be done. Something must be not proud, but very proud. And what better to use the excuse of work to class. This could put hours and hours and not feel one bit guilty. I wanted to feel this project as my own. But not mine in the sense of being its owner. But rather in the sense of fatherhood. Knowing that this was so for me. So since summer, or perhaps before, thought over and over again on different arguments for different series. Give and take come and see if this. And that. How about this? Humm do not know. It was in Santa Dorotea street, talking to David Castro González when the word appeared QWERTY. And David said, "I would QWERTY. If the cast it on TV, I'd go see it." I think he lied a little. Because there is nothing on TV, it has no time man. But still, I made illusion.
When I started, the issue became complicated. The gang were not enough to fill a working group. We had to get more people. Seemed complicated. We had to choose people that worked well and had wanted to be involved in a project that went beyond what the teacher asked. But little by little forming a dream team (in some cases not so dream) with a desire to undertake the project. The difficulties were many. They came from all directions. Starting dates in writing the script and fear to stay out of it. Because. Just had a trip scheduled on the dates on which it was planned the creation. But no. Luck. Abel Nunez and Samuel Perez and I synchronize our brains to brew a script. And incredibly, got something that was pretty cool. And it was entirely the work of the three.
Gradually, the script was growing. He added a photo-storyboard drawn up with the keen eye of David. Was added a week of work in the garages of the faculty, constructing the mysterious room of the typewriter. He said not a typewriter, 3 machines suddenly appeared. And finally appeared QWERTY machine. A machine for over 100 years or so made you feel that this was true.
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