Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Waiting is the name of the game


One of my scripts was submitted to an actress for her consideration. Now, I have been extremely excited to hear her answer. To me it’s been a long wait. Close to a decade. If you count my early highschool years, even longer. To her only a few months. I understand I’m nobody. I understand everyone was on a forced vacation because of the strike and probably used that time to relax and do family stuff. But it’s killing me! Weeks few like months, days few like weeks when you’re waiting for your career to start. And then to finally hear that she hasn’t read it yet, that her assistant lost the script… Ah, so exhausting. My mother told me to look on the bright side, at least she hasn’t said no. Hehe.



I was also waiting for a yes or no from another producer on another project. I waited and waited twice the length I was told it would take. I finally sent a "just checking email" and waited some more. Nothing. I was getting pretty paranoid. I started thinking that everyone hated me for reasons unknown to myself. It was all a big conspiracy to see how long I would hold out before killing myself. Well, I showed them! I'm still here. Then I heard from my mother that she never got one of my emails. I went and check my spam folder. There it was, the message that said "failure notice." My email to my mom had bounced back. I also found a response from the producer. It said: "Haven't read it yet, will let you know." My heart is way too weak for all these ups and downs.

So, what do I do while I wait? I have a day job and two other scripts I’m working on. I also struggle with my weight, try to be social with friends and spend time with the husband and dog. Not in that order.

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