I get by with a little help....
So I am trying to keep up with my promise to blog many times a week....
And if you read this -
and there really are very few who are...But those who do are getting more powerful by the day - and one day our pale faces and weasely bodies will take over the world...
If you read this blog - you might be wondering if there is anything here but one guy complaining and whining about his life - and I would really hate to think that is all I am offering. When I think about how things have played out - I am nothing but thankful and respectful - and know that I am lucky and blessed - even if it has yet to put money on the table. There is nothing I regret about this journey - except for my own shortsightedness - thinking this would be a fast journey to paycheckville.
So - in honor of those who keep me sane - today is a tribute of sorts - to those in my circle of friends who give me perspective and help on the lonely road of life.
These are the guys who read my stuff - tell me that I'm brilliant(rarely) or a complete idiot(most of the time) and basically serve as that buffer between me and the real world. They basically keep me from hideously embarrassing myself - most of the time.
So this post is for you jokers:
Blair - in the middle of his Southern Comedy of manners. Currently titled Confederama - and weighing in at 156 pages. Bigger and longer than even my most undisciplined script - there is a ton of brilliance buried inside there...It just needs a stronger mind than mine to dig it out. Blair has been an encouragement and voice of reason to the mixed messages of LA.
David - My boss and my friend. A stickler for details and an expert at finding things in your script that even you don't know is there. This guy is a pure writer. He approaches the world with such an insightful and classical approach - digging deep into human nature. Where I write a car crash - he finds an emotional approach that delves deep into the psyche of his characters. He is presently working on a horror script - that is about to shoot - and a rewrite of my favorite script of the year. David pushes me to go out of my comfort zone.
Ryan - this kid. The only other member of my current writers group. He is still learning - but I'll be damned if he didn't give me insightful notes on my script. And he is really able to distance himself from his own work as well to see what needs to be done. Way better at it than I. And not worried what others will think. He has been a huge help and blessing these past months. He is finishing his own script about a guy locked in a hotel room for a month. And regardless of what you may think - it is actually very engaging...
Tadd - the best writer I know. This kid hits it out of the park every time up to the plate. Talent drips out of his fingers - and it is only a matter of time before the world pays him as such. He already has had two giant scripts sold - and is in the process of finishing another opus. His mind is leaps and bounds beyond mine. I have trouble thinking about enough story for one film - Tadd plans his current film as part 8 of 13. Even though he has yet to read my script - I still give him props.
And the others - Shawn, Ralph, Josh - guys that take the time to actually read the script and give me notes and share my brainspace for even a few minutes - thank you.
So. This one is for you boys - cheers...
See? I am not completely a self centered bastard.
At least for today.
Tomorrow: More whining and complaining....
2 Comments:
Aww, I feel warm and fuzzy.
Don't worry, no one thinks you're a whiner. No one thinks you're primarily a whiner. ;)
Feeling better; I'll see you Sunday/Monday.
1:24 PM
P.S. I got my own Blogger-blog started in addition to my long-existant Xanga-blog, and damned if I didn't get everything set up only to realize I have the same theme as you.
It's probably some kind of Freudian thing. In fact, I think I might just change the tagline to "I'm Gay for Greg Francis."
1:26 PM
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