I just spent a couple of minutes looking back at an old blog entry from more than a year ago. I feel like I was doing a lot more then – wrestling with an editing system, shooting footage for a doc, organizing a screening, etc. But now I’m just really doing one thing (unless procrastinating counts as a thing). I guess that’s good – sitting down in one place and actually writing. Hasn’t happened in a while. I have to make sure I keep focused before I get antsy and acquire a new dose of wanderlust.
This past week I quickly read a book for a possible adaptation job my manager brought to me. It was great, and I managed to read the entire thing in three days, putting my English Language and Literature degree to use. But it did take me away from the script I have been rewriting, so I’m going to get back into that now.
So that’s it. Back to work. Here’s a photo because why not:
This probably applies in a lot of industries, but where you get to park is directly correlated to your rank in the film world.
This past week I had a meeting at a studio with a TV network executive. I’m incredibly grateful whenever someone wants to talk to me about my work and about future work, so I want to be clear that I’m not complaining here. I arrived at the studio and (as I was warned could happen, probably because it’s pilot season) the guest spots were taken up. So I had to go park in the large crew/staff garage a couple gates away. And then, I continued upward and upward, past reserved spots for producers, cast members, security vehicles, production vehicles, car pool vehicles, until I arrived at an available space.
All of which was perfectly fine – except that it put me a couple minutes late. (I hate being late – but I should’ve arrived a little earlier since I was warned, so that’s probably on me, not on parking.)
The meeting went well, so no issues there. And none of this bothers me at all; I didn’t give it a second thought until just now. If you buy the premise that the distance you walk to your car directly correlates to your place in the pecking order of the industry, just note that I parked on Level 5 in the secondary garage. (Hey, I’m happy to at least be allowed to park at all, to be honest.)
I had been making some pretty good progress re-writing a script, but have been recently derailed – but in a good way. A funding deadline for our Oak Creek documentary has suddenly upon us, so I took a day to re-write our previous application materials and tailor it for this, Sundance‘s development fund.
And then I was alerted to a new call for submissions to fund a short film. Now, I’ve made a good number of short films and don’t necessarily need to make another one. But this one is HBO, which means it will probably be well funded and a lot of fun, so I might as well give it a shot, right?
Also, it’s pilot season. Networks have ordered pilots to be picked up for series, so I have a good amount of them on my plate and I am going to try to read a bunch so at least I know what’s out there. I’m trying to get better at having my pulse on what’s going on in the industry, especially since I’m back in Hollywoodland for good. It’s important to do and yet it’s the thing I most put on the back-burner.
So that’s it – just readin’ and writin’ and applyin’ away, keeping the train going.