I never would have considered writing. Of any kind. I knew I wanted to study film, but I wanted to be a director, and if not a producer. I’m not that person who knew they wanted to write since they were 6 years old. I’m actually surprised every time I catch myself trying to so determinedly learn the craft. I’ve read writing books, listen to writing podcasts on the way to school, watch interviews, had internships reading scripts, etc. I just hope that my endeavors don’t leave me poor and unemployed once I’m out of school.

About two years ago I took an intermediate screenwriting course. Towards the end of the semester the professor asked for a show of hands of the people who would not consider writing for TV. I was one of those ignorant people (to be quite frank) who raised their hand. I guess at that time I considered feature writing to be way above in class of TV writing. A year passed and, I’m not exactly sure why, but I changed my mind – I think it might have been during the time I was rewatching The Office and when I got into the Dyke Van Dyke Show (two of my favorites). Generally, anyone who knows about TV writing will tell you that there are more jobs/opportunities at the moment in TV. It’s also a relatively more stable occupation than writing films. I will always be interested in films, but I’m focused on learning about TV for now. This semester I’m taking a TV writing course, in which I hope to write a spec and maybe a pilot.

John August has a series on his blog called “First Person”, where writers share experiences from their writing journeys. This is how I came across Kiyong and his blog. He’s finishing his writing fellowship at Nickelodeon, and he documents his experience on his blog – also includes interviews with other fellows. The reason I bring him up is because of a quote he shared with me as a reply to a comment I made on one of his posts . In delaying actual writing, like many others, I’ve been searching for something to connect with me. Something that gives me some kind of hint that there is someone out there that went through what I’m going through now, and after all the struggle, was eventually able to breakthrough and succeed. The quote – the reason why I was motivated to write this post – is from Ira Glass and it essentially sums up what I’m going through at the moment.

“Nobody tells this to people who are beginners, I wish someone told me. All of us who do creative work, we get into it because we have good taste. But there is this gap. For the first couple years you make stuff, it’s just not that good. It’s trying to be good, it has potential, but it’s not. But your taste, the thing that got you into the game, is still killer. And your taste is why your work disappoints you. A lot of people never get past this phase, they quit. Most people I know who do interesting, creative work went through years of this. We know our work doesn’t have this special thing that we want it to have.

We all go through this. And if you are just starting out or you are still in this phase, you gotta know its normal and the most important thing you can do is do a lot of work. Put yourself on a deadline so that every week you will finish one story. It is only by going through a volume of work that you will close that gap, and your work will be as good as your ambitions. And I took longer to figure out how to do this than anyone I’ve ever met. It’s gonna take awhile. It’s normal to take awhile. You’ve just gotta fight your way through.” -Ira Glass

I’m not one to boast, but I’m confident I have good taste. Now it’s just a matter of coming to terms with the fact that the first thing I write won’t be great, no matter how badly I want it to be. There are mistakes to be made. Mistakes which will hopefully lead to greatness. It’s tough to accept you’re material will be crap. There is not much appeal to knowing your efforts will produce bad results. However, there is some comfort in realizing that these bad results are sacrifices for future success.

So, for the two or three people that might stumble upon this post, I encourage you to check out John August’s page and Kiyong’s blog, and to just keep going at it. And leave a comment. It’s always comforting to know we’re not going at this alone.

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Harry Potter

I just bought The Deathly Hallows Part 1 on blu ray because it was the only one I was missing and I never got the chance to buy it.

I love Harry Potter but it’s one of those things I have to be motivated to get into and then I fall out of it for a while. Because 60% of all posts I see on my Tumblr dashboard have to do with Harry Potter, I’m getting into the mood again.

I’m not one of those people who reads the all the books in a day and rereads them 17 times. Apart from reading them all once, I’ve read only the 3rd one twice and I’ve read the 2nd in Spanish. I wouldn’t mind reading them again. But being that they’re such large books, and that I’m kind of a slow reader, they require me to set aside a lot of time.

I guess for now I’ll satisfy myself with the movie.

Also, if anyone has seen the owl bringing me my Pottermore invitation, please let me know. I’ve grown quite concerned that it got lost or has been shot down.

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Jersey Shore

I’m catching up with Jersey Shore, because there is nothing better to be doing with my life right now – clearly that is heavy load of sarcasm.

I’ve learned a couple of things, or at least have been reassured of previous assumptions.

The Situation is a complete idiot; the whole fight with him and Ronnie was a big let down (I want a concussion from a punch to the face, not from hitting your head on a concrete wall) ; Sammi, as impossible as it might sound, gets increasingly annoying every minute; she also looks like an alien with prominent forehead wrinkles when she cries; MTV is really good at editing footage together for previews to attract viewers; JWOWW might be more level-headed than we think.

Once I’m done watching I’ll go read or watch a good film to help rebuild brain cells.

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Social Experiments

It’s not so much an experiment. It’s more like hypothetical, outrageous, socially unacceptable situations I often secretly think about while I’m in public. I think about the way people would react if I were to do something so unexpected in a calm environment. For instance, one that I think about often is flipping a table in the middle of class for no apparent reason and then freak out while making tribal noises. How would everyone else react to that? Seriously. I mean, after the moment of being speechless for a bit, what do you say? Or while talking to someone older, say a friend’s parent, I simply break the conversation and calmly get up only to smash a lamp or some other type of furniture just because.

It’s not that I’m violent or that I would ever do such a thing. It’s just a lot of fun to think about how other people would respond to me something completely abrupt and destructive out of the blue.

… or maybe I should try it so I don’t have to wonder anymore.

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Hey, how is everything?

Listen, I’ve been trying to get a hold of you but I don’t think any of my calls are getting through. I call and it just rings and rings and rings, and then it goes to your voicemail. One time it rang less than the others, like about four times, and then went to voicemail, so I thought you were ignoring my calls on purpose. I was going to leave a message but those things make me nervous and I end up stuttering a lot. I ramble on and by the end of the message I’m not even sure what the hell my point was. Maybe you were out of signal. Yeah. What provider do you have? I know it happens sometimes with my phone, where people say they call and I could swear I didn’t get anything. Horrible signal in my office. I think it has to do with the height of the building or the metal it’s made out of. I’m not sure. I just work there. I don’t know how the building works. But yeah, get that checked because I swear I called like a hundred times… at least. God forbid it’s a huge emergency and someone is trying to get a hold of you and you aren’t getting the calls.

Anyway… I ran over your cat. Three days ago. It’s still there. On the street. And for some odd reason I keep getting some of your mail in my mailbox.

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