Okay, a slightly dramatic title I'll admit. Failure might be a bit generous. But frustrating to be sure.
One of my new "angles" I've been trying to work, is responding to Craigslist ads for "Extra/Backround" work. The thought of Craigslist alone should probably make people's skin crawl to begin with. It is a place where Obi Wan's words of warning definitely apply. “Mos Eisley spaceport. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villainy. We must be cautious.”
But, young and innocent (read: foolish), I thought I was actually starting to make some headway when I got a call back from an Emerald City Model and Talent Agency. They wanted to bring me in for an "interview" complete with changes of clothes and different "looks" and the whole bit. I clearly should have researched them a bit more before I got my hopes up, but, I didn't. Lesson learned.
I moved around an Unemployment Class, which I know have to show up for at 9 am next week, all so I could drive all the way out to Edmonds for this interview. Personal aside, Edmonds, Washington, is a bitch to drive through. Pretty place, right on the water, but a bitch to navigate. After getting lost for a half hour, I finally find the Office Park their office is located in.
I hate the idea of Office Parks. Hey, let's have a place where all the business can be clustered together and impossible to find. That sounds great for the bottom line.
Anyway, after wandering around the office park for awhile, I narrow it down to the right building. I wander around the building for awhile, and still can't find their office. I finally take the time to look up the place on my phone, and find out that 8 out of the 12 reviews are all horrible, and call the place a scam. And the 4 that give high praise, really sound fake and made up.
I finally find their office. It is the shadiest, crappiest looking place I've ever seen. I don't even bother to call back. I just leave. Needless to say, I didn't get a call inquiring about why I missed the appointment.
Part of me thinks I should have gone in and heard them out, but I think when almost a dozen people go out of their way to comment on how an Agency is a scam, then it's probably a scam.
Oh well, as I said, lesson learned.
Might have an opportunity for some Extra work this weekend. We'll see how it goes.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Friday, February 26, 2010
Dig Hard
This is the blog of an artist.
Well, to be more precise, the blog of someone who thinks himself to be an artist.
Merriam Webster calls an artist "one who professes and practices an imaginative art." That does lead to the question "Is someone who practices an imaginative art but doesn't profess it more or less of an artist than someone who professes to practice art, but in reality does not?"
However, my goal here is to do both. It is a much loftier goal than being a Writer, which Merriam Webster describes as "someone who writes." Tada. Mission accomplished. Next goal.
An even loftier goal? Trying to become a Published writer. A loftier goal than that? Trying to become a screenwriter. Clearly, I am suicidal at worst, a masochist at best.
My dream has sent me down to LA (briefly) and back. It's brought me closer to the love of my life, and been the source of some of my greatest triumphs, and some of my greatest failures. And I really haven't even gotten out of the gate yet.
A Quest for Relevancy probably says it best. I will not be ignored.
How does the Hero (me) accomplish his Quest, fulfilling his destiny? Like a well constructed RPG (yeah, I went there) there are about a million ways to get there, none of them readily visible, and none of them easy. Imagine banging your head against a wall over and over. Rinse. Repeat.
But, like all Noble Heroes (me), the Quest continues. What's the next step? It's like a map where the only things on it are where you're going, and where you are, not how to get from one place to another. How helpful.
So, I guess my only option is to travel down every path available until I get to where I'm going. As such, this will be a log of my journey. Perhaps it will be read by someone on the same journey with me. Maybe it will be read by someone who already got there, and can offer some friendly guidance. However, in all likelihood, it will be read by no one. Somewhat like my scripts. (Just kidding. A little self deprecating humor to drum up sympathy).
To being such a log is not as easy as it sounds. In effect, you are basically agreeing to begin a catalogue of your own failures. All the ways you went about something the wrong way. All the times you tried something and it didn't work. All the rejections.
BUT
It's all toward a greater purpose. To accomplish something I believe in. So bring it on, failure. Bring it on, rejection. I'll take your best shot. I will not be ignored.
Well, to be more precise, the blog of someone who thinks himself to be an artist.
Merriam Webster calls an artist "one who professes and practices an imaginative art." That does lead to the question "Is someone who practices an imaginative art but doesn't profess it more or less of an artist than someone who professes to practice art, but in reality does not?"
However, my goal here is to do both. It is a much loftier goal than being a Writer, which Merriam Webster describes as "someone who writes." Tada. Mission accomplished. Next goal.
An even loftier goal? Trying to become a Published writer. A loftier goal than that? Trying to become a screenwriter. Clearly, I am suicidal at worst, a masochist at best.
My dream has sent me down to LA (briefly) and back. It's brought me closer to the love of my life, and been the source of some of my greatest triumphs, and some of my greatest failures. And I really haven't even gotten out of the gate yet.
A Quest for Relevancy probably says it best. I will not be ignored.
How does the Hero (me) accomplish his Quest, fulfilling his destiny? Like a well constructed RPG (yeah, I went there) there are about a million ways to get there, none of them readily visible, and none of them easy. Imagine banging your head against a wall over and over. Rinse. Repeat.
But, like all Noble Heroes (me), the Quest continues. What's the next step? It's like a map where the only things on it are where you're going, and where you are, not how to get from one place to another. How helpful.
So, I guess my only option is to travel down every path available until I get to where I'm going. As such, this will be a log of my journey. Perhaps it will be read by someone on the same journey with me. Maybe it will be read by someone who already got there, and can offer some friendly guidance. However, in all likelihood, it will be read by no one. Somewhat like my scripts. (Just kidding. A little self deprecating humor to drum up sympathy).
To being such a log is not as easy as it sounds. In effect, you are basically agreeing to begin a catalogue of your own failures. All the ways you went about something the wrong way. All the times you tried something and it didn't work. All the rejections.
BUT
It's all toward a greater purpose. To accomplish something I believe in. So bring it on, failure. Bring it on, rejection. I'll take your best shot. I will not be ignored.
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