Thursday, September 07, 2006

Five Years On, Part VII: Floating in space.

Enough of that sad bastard stuff. We're taking a break.

At least for the night.

Something big is afoot.

And trust me, I can loop this around to tie into the week’s theme.

Long story short, Justin and I have finally (after about three months of non-stop work) sold a spot.

That being said, it’s been the result of some of the hardest work I’ve ever put into anything. Routine 80-90-hour weeks. My life’s been nothing besides working at the office, driving to and from it (plenty of time to think there), then writing on the couch, and then occasionally a beer out somewhere. I get out now and then but it’s been brutal.

I have a little quote just below the screen on my computer that reads “hard work beats talent when talent doesn’t work hard.” And I believe that. Whether I’m the guy with the talent, I don’t know. But just to be safe, I go ahead and try to outwork him every day.

So all those nights spent staring into a laptop praying for genius have apparently been worth it. For now, at least. A lot can happen between now and February. We probably won’t shoot anything until later this fall some time but when we do, the resulting work will be sitting safely atop the Monday USA Today poll, no doubt.

Oh yeah, and how to tie it back around?

Well when my dream-job hunt was dashed that Tuesday morning it began the long process of soul-searching for what I wanted to do and what I was truly best at. And honestly, this is it. I can’t do anything else well.

Back in the fall of 2002 when I was quitting my job and hearing from everyone about how I was crazy, I told my old friend Marc who believed in me the honest reason I was quitting my job: it would never afford me the opportunity to sit in a room full of my friends on a Sunday in early February and watch my art be beamed to millions of people. Who knows, come February I may very well be doing just that.

Good out of the bad.

Then great out of the merely good.

That’s how I roll.


Blogger david said...

Nice! How totally 'effin sweet would that be if it works out? Good luck.

And I love this line from your first post: "None of this online therapy-session bullshit here. I'll talk about other people's problems, sure. But not mine."

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