I've been reading a book called "What should I do with my life" by Po Bronson (A name that every reasonable person hates immediatly upon hearing it) just because it seems like the biggest question I have going at the moment. It's a bunch of 'inspirational' stories about how people discovered their vocation or at least satisfaction within whatever menial POS job they were doing at the time. It's inspired by Po (See? You HATE him don't you?)'s own experiences quitting the bond business and getting into writing. Of course that gives it some appeal to me just because he seems to have similar goals to mine, but there are some real issues with the book. For one, the man can not write. There are simple grammatical errors every few pages to the point where it's distracting. There are also logical gaps and sentences that are poorly written. Still it's useful to me in a tabloid entertainment sort of way and it has inspired some thought inside my little head.
Met with Frank about the film project again yesterday. We have a schedule. It's tight but we may be able to pull it off. The thing I'm worried about most is the lighting. We don't have anything CLOSE to professional lighting equipment and without good lighting a film looks amateurish and laughable.
Hearing Frank's stories about the industry is interesting. He's 31 and he's been trying to be an actor for 10 years. He's gotten some minor work in a variety of projects including a soap opera, but now he's decided that if he's going to get a big break he's going to have to make it for himself, so he wants to get into writing and directing. I admire that since those aren't things that necessarily come naturally easy to him but he is willing to learn the crafts. I wish I had that kind of patience and drive. In fact drive is one thing I definitely need quite a bit more of. It's too bad that motivation is one of the hardest things to learn.
That and sleeping in. I made it until 6:15 this morning by forcing myself to snooze after I woke up naturally at 5:45. I missed the daily show because I was out at 11:10 last night. I'm like an old man.