Are You Blogging Closely?

I'm afraid my computer's come a bit under wear recently, enough that the mouse button has gone haywire. Since on the fritz, it's been clicking rather strangely at things I'm not trying to open or edit, which makes working on films particularly challenging, as well as navigating the web. I'm still addressing the problem, but I'm likely out of warranty, which means costly repairs and miserable phone calls. I'll keep you all informed, since you're undoubtedly on the edges of your seats on this issue.

Without a stable computer to edit on, I've been actually attending to some real life chores. My room looks a little disastrous right now... but it's actually a heck of a lot cleaner, and I've organized a lot of unneeded and unwanted items to be sold off in a garage sale. Maybe I can make a few bucks to help fund my trip to LA?

I'm pretty nervous still about LA. Not so much living as working, because I don't know what to expect when I get there, but I know exactly what I want to come of it. That's not a great combination at all. I'm hoping to get right into a studio film the moment I get out there -- tap on some of my internship supervisors, finagle my way onto a lot, hook into a really dedicated team, and get sucked into every major project they work on. That's Phase One.

Phase Two has me writing something incredible, which I then take back to the people in Phase One, and they help me sell it (with the stipulation that we also get to make it). And that leads into Phase Three: Big Bucks and living rich and famous.

But probably the real plan goes more along lines like this:

Phase One: Cry to internship supervisors; they let me use their copier. Send applications to studios everywhere, get no responses back. Ultimately throw cover letters and resumes out to the population of management companies, score a few painful interviews, and maybe turn up an aggravating desk job to pay the bills.

Phase Two: Either get fired within a year, or promoted to a better desk and more money. Get no closer to making a movie, but get old enough that I will veritably never get the chance to.

Phase Three: Own a nice house, but remain a nobody in an office while the rest of the world finds stardom. Pay off loans and die.

I really hate that plan. It's solid, but only if you're living to live, and not living to make movies. And I'm not a weekends guy. I'm a Monday-through-Friday guy.

I guess if I find myself stuck in this track, I could make wild decisions and switch it all up at some point (go back to school, move elsewhere, try out the game industry), but then, I've also heard that the only people who don't succeed in Hollywood are the ones who don't stick it out long enough...

Only time will tell where I fall on this speculative grid, I guess. But if there's another thing I've always been guilty of, it's not having particularly good patience...