Legitimate Film and Television Contacts

I find myself at present stuck in a no man's land, between the hundreds of emerging filmmakers that I know and the legitimate industry.

My problem is not a lack of contacts, it's having very few legit. established contacts who have access to real budgets and who can greenlight projects.

This means that sustaining a career is proving difficult, I've been paid to write a few scripts but i'm still finding it very difficult to capitalise upon that.

I've lost track of the amount of projects that I've been involved with that have gone nowhere. It's par for the course and so is, the scrum towards 'getting paid well for doing what i've trained for and doing it really well'.

That is the Scriptwriter's lot and you have to except that you are often the recipient of the whims of other's, both in terms of all the rejections you get, but also what you are paid to write, when you are a writer for hire.

Hence why occassionally I make my own Movies too (and am stepping up that aspect), because I know a lot of other filmmaker's who love my writing but don't want to make it into Movies.

That's not a polite way of rejecting it, it's a truth, they love my writing, it's from a unique voice (mine) and often contains stunning imagery and distinctive characters, dillemmas and damn good storytelling, but it's just not something they want to make.

The Strange Defeat

Until recently I viewed marriage as a strange kind of defeat. I've now come to see that as a bizarre and baffling attitude.

When I talk about marriage, I mean any long-term commit to relationship, but specifically making that extra commitment to marry in the eyes of God, Terry Wogan and Noddy.

It's potentially weird to deliberately deny yourself a pleasurable situation (said marriage) with someone that you know is right for you, because you feel in some way that this would trap you or confine your very being.

Fair enough if you don't want to marry or even wholeheartedly commit to someone and share your life with them, then that is your perogative, but to actually purposely deny yourself that privilege because it would in some way be too serious is, twp.

Talking of marriage, a guy I know who's a Bricklayer tells me that he is earning one hundred thousand pounds per year brickeying.

If someone had told me when I was a kid working on building sites that I could earn that kind of money building block walls and trowelling, I'd now be pointing you to my website I Build Walls Dot Com.

I don't have the desire in me to actually be a Bricklayer and after all I feel very strongly that you must find out what your true hearts desire is and follow it in order to achieve happiness.

I'm compelled to write scripts and make movies (scripts, sketches, copy, stories etc) much to my father's chagrin, but still my eyes popped just a tad when he told me how much he was earning, particularly when I have been on many a cold building site far too early in the morning many times over and not earnt anything like that doing donkey work for idiots.

Of course the gold rush of the housing market is sputtering in places, stagnating in others and is still rampant in parts, so build 'em while you can and get top dollar for it.

Talking of future plans, look out for my ebooks (coming real soon) selling service and maybe even a new job (something a bit stimulating and remotely interesting).