"I just turned thirty this past week. THIRTY. That's the time when you're supposed to be paying off a mortgage, or deciding what to name your second child, or starting your own private practice. I am currently doing none of those things. Instead I'm feverishly re-writing the script for my UCB show that goes up next week - WASPS: A celebration of a culture in decline - and trying to find a bartending job to supplement my other part time job. What? Really? Did I ever expect to find myself here right now? No. Do I like what I found? I think so. More importantly, I've reached the age where I can now give advice to the youngins. Because I'm not one anymore. I'm an oldin.
Patience. It only takes one project. I was chatting with my writer/director friend today. She's been working at a kinda-development exec, and just got offered a very, very lucrative deal to stay on in the wake of a merger. We debated on whether or not she should take it. One the one hand, it was a lot of money. A lot. She'd be set for at least ten years - and could afford to produce a feature of her own creation easily. On the other hand, she's getting older, older than me but still early thirities - and she felt her window of opportunity to be a writer/director was closing. But it was a lot of money."
Find out what advice Shawn gave his friend HERE.
No comments:
Post a Comment