It’s 2:30 in the morning and I’m so tired my eyes are literally crossing, but I just wanted to say a quick enormous THANK YOU to those of you have been taking The Seriously Official Reader Survey of The818. It’s been a super intense couple of weeks here, life-stuff-wise, and getting to read all about you lovelies while I sip my morning latte(s) has been the highlight of my days.
You took me by surprise when you began to bare your souls a little bit — there’ve been many unexpected laughs and tears as I’ve been reading through your stories and confessions, but since I made the questionnaire anonymous so you guys would feel comfortable answering, I now have no way of responding to the things you guys shared that sent bits of my heart flying off in all different directions. I’m so sorry for that. I keep looking for the comment key to respond every.single.time.
But. BUT…
Another awesome survey side effect? A new found supply of blog post inspiration. Turns a lot of us like the same kind of stuff – and now when I hit the blog-wall, I have your brilliant ideas to get me through it! Surveys are magic!
One of the things quite a few folks expressed curiosity about was my screenwriting career. Which – to be clear – I still have plenty of rungs on the “major Hollywood success story” latter to fight my way up, but it’s been my passion forever, and I’ve been working my tushie off to get here since roughly my late teens. So, to be honest, I don’t get much into the nitty-gritty of it here for three reasons:
1) It kind of makes me feel like a giant bag of douche. Plus most of it is really more Adaptation than Entourage anyway.
2) Just like your job, it can be aggravating at times. And you guys probably have enough people in your lives who you get to listen to bitch about their jobs, so I try to spare you from adding me to that list.
3) Hollywood is a pretty small town, and since audience-reaction is instantaneous nowadays, many of my colleagues and co-conspirators have their names/companies/projects etc. set on Google Alert. I just never feel like talking about the stuff I’m working on/competing to work on, is a super good idea.
Better safe than sorry when you’re messin’ with your bread and butter, right yo?
BUT! I do have something very exciting and humiliating and film-related to show you. It’s the trailer for my Senior Thesis Film from NYU…a dark comedy about the cut-throat world of Home Shopping. Yeah, so uh…I’m just gonna go ahead and let it speak for itself.
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