All the people look at all the monkeys over there, eating, sleeping, shitting, fucking, masturbating and throwing their pooh around. Then the monkeys look back and say, “Look at all the people over there… they’re just like us!”
I would add that people also complicate everything.
You can’t get anything for yourself just doing nothing. Not love. Not career. Not anything.
I can’t help but think about the things I don’t have right now. How fucked up is that? Patience. That’s what I keep telling myself. My year has taken many unexpected twists and I’ve accomplished quite a bit.
Then I looked at something I wrote last December…
“The last year has been both the hardest, and greatest year of my life. A world-wide recession and completely handicapped Canadian television industry led to a very slow year business wise. I’ve had a lot of time on my hands, and I used it to focus on one thing at a time, one day at a time. The last 12 months have seen many accomplishments.”
I still haven’t green lit anything but like last year, I had a lot of time on my hands to develop new projects and set myself up for the future. I’m getting really good at creating new projects. Have a whole shitload of ‘em now.
Methinks my problem might be marketing these projects. For a few weeks now I’ve been contemplating a trip to Washington DC to meet with a number of US broadcasters at a market there called ‘ReelScreen’. I have 13 episodes of an award winning crime series in the can, just waiting for a nice US acquisition. That sale alone would pay for the trip ten fold. A green light on a new project from a US broadcaster would set me up for the next three years.
Maybe if I eat my Wheaties, I can sneak a trip to Toronto before or after the trek to Washington, and meet with a bunch of Canadian broadcasters too. I have to fly through Hogtown anyway and I have lots of friends there who’d lend me a couch. Wouldn’t cost very much at all.
And then all the people look at the all the monkeys and say, “Yeah, but at least we have drama.”