I was struck by the idea this morning that perhaps I should start a running diary on my computer about my coming adventures (or depressing lack there of) in Hollywood. Its actually something of a rip off of Robert Rodriguez's Rebel Without a Crew, which was quite amazing. But if I actually make a name for myself eventually it would be interesting to read what was going on in my head/life from the beginning. Starting as a starved over-her-head underdog from the Midwest without a clue and see where it goes. I was also inspired by reading the Dresden Dolls Diary on blogspot. Amanda Palmer has been faithfully (relatively) updating the blog since 2003, before they even had a recording contract and reading through the archives is better than almost any autobiography or biography that I've read. Its immediate, honest, and rambling.
My Diary thing would be different than this blog, namely because it will be more brutally honest. A diary, not like my Moleskin journal, where I whine and am introspective, but where I chronicle what progress (or again lack there of) I have made. How who and all that shit.
Just a thought. Me being overly confident/optimistic about my success.
Actually, I'm getting more and more scared about the next couple of years. What if it's like the academy? Nononononononono I can't like that. Get a backbone Jens. No fear...
...shit.
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