So it’s the start of a new month, in the New Year. I feel unproductive.
Frebruary makes me feel pink. And fluffy. And like I actually deserve to eat all that chocolate. This wont be good for my behind.
March 1st makers the cut of date for multiple festivals and fellowships. I have exactly one month (The short one, too) to get my ducks in a row, and my screenplay in tip top shape.
Here’s the thing: I thought it was coming along well. I really did. But while I was in the shower yesterday I started thinking about how my complete product is nothing like the screenplay I set out to write. And then I read the last draft of 500 Days of Summer. It blew my mind. Mine pales in comparison, that’s if one could even compare the two. It was a hit, it really was. Afterwards all I wanted to do was cry.
I’ve been working a lot. We’re losing shifts next week, so I’m trying to get in as many as I can before that. I’m looking at a minimum of $400 in entry fees. So I guess its good I’m working.
Anyway, I’ve set a few goals for the month.
-Finish this draft of my screenplay.
-Register it with WGA.
-Submit it.
-Meet with photographers and book a date for headshots.
-Commit to at least one class.
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