Time is passing by and my my my I’m am dying every hour not constantly creating something. This dream has been going on a year, but truthfully, it’s been going on much longer. My senior project in college was a pilot for a live, interactive improv show. I literally did then exactly what I’m doing now, but I’m just better at everything. The scary part is 4 years later, it still might not be good enough. Just like now, I did everything include perform in my pilot – which I called Untitled Comedy Hour – mostly because I couldn’t come up with a name. I can think of a lot of creative ideas, but I’m terrible with creating names. Partly because I’ve had a very odd name myself. Some things don’t change. We never change.
So how long will this dream last? If it lasts a year and I walk away having creating something, fail or succeed, I will be happy that I went for it. My pilot from college was not that great, and the only thing that went wrong technically was the sound — which is the only thing I left to someone else unsupervised. One of my fellow radio DJs. Stupid me thinking someone in radio could handle audio.
I’m talking to much and need to do. I need to quit. I’ve been convinced to stay through December. January seems an eternity away. Come on skinny love, last a year.