August 21, 2008

YOU DON'T GET WHAT YOU WISH FOR YOU GET WHAT YOU WORK FOR

I saw this recently on a kid's tee shirt. Well, she could have been anywhere between 18 and 25, but she looked like a kid to me. The shirt struck me for two reasons. First you don’t usually see tee shirts like that on kids. There were no skulls flipping the bird, no effigy of a long dead rock icon, just YOU DON’T GET WHAT YOU WISH FOR YOU GET WHAT YOU WORK FOR. My first thought was this kid must be an athlete, because watching the Olympics makes you realize how hard those kids work to get what they want.

So then my second thought was me. (Usually my first thought) I was doing all this wishing I would win the contest and my script would make it to TV. I even asked other people to wish for me. And when I did not win and it was time to work, I have not been able to get it going. I managed to compile a list of agents I want to query but I can’t seem to finish the query letter. I found some contact info for the actress I would love to play the lead, but I am not sure if she would even read my mail. The problem is that I am spending time looking for places to submit, and can’t seem to get down to the work of writing. Writing the query, writing more episodes, writing more posts. I can’t seem to get back to working for it instead of wishing for it.

If you can find it in your hearts, please wish for me that I can find the inspiration to stop wishing and start working. Thanks and here’s wishing you a nice day
.

3 comments:

Steph said...

Ok, seriously? This is the funniest thing ever. I am so forwarding that violin to my husband.

...and yeah, I would have been as surprised as you were to see someone that young bearing that type of message. Awesome!

Steph said...

Ok, seriously? This is the funniest thing ever. I am so forwarding that violin to my husband.

...and yeah, I would have been as surprised as you were to see someone that young bearing that type of message. Awesome!

Chelsea said...

I am wishing for you, now get to work!! No more dawdling. Hey, but can you wish for me to stop wishing to win the lotto and to finally resign myself to the fact that my dad was right and I really am going to have to work for the rest of my life? K, thanks!