Burned!
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
Quiet Blog= Busy Life
It's been a really busy two days at work. Which means that at least the time goes by at a more than glacial pace.
Yesterday I had to be here at 6:30am. But today I got to sleep in and come in at 9am. I've been running around town like a chicken with my head cut off. It's really wearing. Outside of that, I've made a bajillion copies and carried a bunch of heavy things. Mostly I go pick stuff up. I don't think I can do this for long and remain in anyway the person I've come to be and come to like. But I don't know exactly where to go from here.
I'm thinking that perhaps the most prudent course of action is not to go full tilt and try to be working constantly, but to have enough time to write and develop ideas into sellable products. What I think might end up paying off the most is to develop and expand a presence on the internet that showcases my talent's and creativity in such a way to to expedite my career.
But first, I need to make my way onto set.
I'm also considering a name for my production company. I'm thinking Rock Wanderer Productions/Films. With my symbol being the same as my personal symbol, the Lion and the Fleur de Lis.
Yesterday I had to be here at 6:30am. But today I got to sleep in and come in at 9am. I've been running around town like a chicken with my head cut off. It's really wearing. Outside of that, I've made a bajillion copies and carried a bunch of heavy things. Mostly I go pick stuff up. I don't think I can do this for long and remain in anyway the person I've come to be and come to like. But I don't know exactly where to go from here.
I'm thinking that perhaps the most prudent course of action is not to go full tilt and try to be working constantly, but to have enough time to write and develop ideas into sellable products. What I think might end up paying off the most is to develop and expand a presence on the internet that showcases my talent's and creativity in such a way to to expedite my career.
But first, I need to make my way onto set.
I'm also considering a name for my production company. I'm thinking Rock Wanderer Productions/Films. With my symbol being the same as my personal symbol, the Lion and the Fleur de Lis.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Wed.
It's Wednesday already!!!
Thank God. Literally.
And Luke Skywalker is a total freaking whiny moron. This link PROVES it.
Thank God. Literally.
And Luke Skywalker is a total freaking whiny moron. This link PROVES it.
Monday, October 20, 2008
"Actors"
I just overheard the kid who plays the main character in the Pilot I'm working for dissing Wheaton. More Specifically my alma mater. He said that his old girlfriend was from Wheaton and her father said the town had "small minds and big back yards." That it was because the College was so conservative. Like conservative was a bad word.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
First off. ACTOR. You're 20. You've seen LA and New York. You're from Milwaukee. Oooohh. Nice. You're never getting hired by me. Sorry. You should be more careful about whose college you diss.
Wheaton may be conservative, but it's minds are wide open. More so than most liberals that I've known in my life.
Basically, I'm just a tad resentful of the "talent," which has yet to be evaluated by my critical eye. It just seems to me that everyone working on this project is a little too enthusiastic about this project for what the premise promises, and what I've read so ar of the script. It's not bad, it really isn't. I'm just not sold. I'm only seeing pieces and parts of the production, but I'm a hard sell on this. It just bothers me to see these guys waltz in and get all the attention and perks for what? The possibility that they'll be the next great boy band? Lapping up the Jonas Brothers' wake? Welcome to Hollywood. Its the way the business works. Get used to it. Whatever.
Let go and Let God.
*edit* One reason why actors bother me is the desperation. More than any other specialty in this field actors are desperate. In more ways than one. If they're not working they're desperate for work. If they are working they're desperate for a better role. It goes back to the thing that bothered me about that one successful producer dude, he said he wanted people who were desperate for success. But desperation still stinks. Please, oh, please don't let me get to the true desperate place.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.
First off. ACTOR. You're 20. You've seen LA and New York. You're from Milwaukee. Oooohh. Nice. You're never getting hired by me. Sorry. You should be more careful about whose college you diss.
Wheaton may be conservative, but it's minds are wide open. More so than most liberals that I've known in my life.
Basically, I'm just a tad resentful of the "talent," which has yet to be evaluated by my critical eye. It just seems to me that everyone working on this project is a little too enthusiastic about this project for what the premise promises, and what I've read so ar of the script. It's not bad, it really isn't. I'm just not sold. I'm only seeing pieces and parts of the production, but I'm a hard sell on this. It just bothers me to see these guys waltz in and get all the attention and perks for what? The possibility that they'll be the next great boy band? Lapping up the Jonas Brothers' wake? Welcome to Hollywood. Its the way the business works. Get used to it. Whatever.
Let go and Let God.
*edit* One reason why actors bother me is the desperation. More than any other specialty in this field actors are desperate. In more ways than one. If they're not working they're desperate for work. If they are working they're desperate for a better role. It goes back to the thing that bothered me about that one successful producer dude, he said he wanted people who were desperate for success. But desperation still stinks. Please, oh, please don't let me get to the true desperate place.
Saturday, October 18, 2008
My Name is Ridiculous
Someday, I'm going to make fully functional SCA armor modeled after Wonder Woman's. :)
Completely not period, but you know...If I do it right it just might pass.
*edit* I've also decided to translate Wonder Woman into Old Norse and use it as part of my SCA name. Which I hope will be Brynja (Kynligrvíf) Bárðardóttir. Kynligr=Wondrous víf=woman
Completely not period, but you know...If I do it right it just might pass.
*edit* I've also decided to translate Wonder Woman into Old Norse and use it as part of my SCA name. Which I hope will be Brynja (Kynligrvíf) Bárðardóttir. Kynligr=Wondrous víf=woman
Friday, October 17, 2008
Push
THE only trailer including Dakota Fanning that actually made me want to see the movie. I'm starting to believe that perhaps she'll actually continue to be a good actress.
And I wish her all the luck in the world. If she keeps it up I'll probably be willing to work with her. :P
Blah
I am sooo happy that I'm done for the week.
LA traffic is basically Satan incarnate. Especially if you're trying to get from LA to the Valley. And we all know that once you get me into a car, I'm no longer the nicest person in the world. Basically I don't give half a f*ck for the other person, although I mostly follow the rules and will usually be nice if you're trying to merge getting on the highway 'cause I want you to let me in next time. But there is one thing I do not tolerate and will be a class A asshole about. When the road narrows and you run to the front I will put my bumper 3 inches from the car in front of me and not let the ass-hole (being the "person" trying to cut) who tried to get to the front to save a couple of seconds. Yes I know that you want to squeeze there in front of me. And no I don't give a fuck. And yes you can honk at me and flash your brights, I'll give you the finger and ignore you. You're the reason the traffic is at a crawl so fuck off. My exception is if it is unexpected and there are not multiple signs for a couple-hundred feet previous, then it's ok. We all make that mistake, it's forgivable. But the other? Go fuck yourself.
Oh, and my language goes to pot too.
Basically, TGIF.
LA traffic is basically Satan incarnate. Especially if you're trying to get from LA to the Valley. And we all know that once you get me into a car, I'm no longer the nicest person in the world. Basically I don't give half a f*ck for the other person, although I mostly follow the rules and will usually be nice if you're trying to merge getting on the highway 'cause I want you to let me in next time. But there is one thing I do not tolerate and will be a class A asshole about. When the road narrows and you run to the front I will put my bumper 3 inches from the car in front of me and not let the ass-hole (being the "person" trying to cut) who tried to get to the front to save a couple of seconds. Yes I know that you want to squeeze there in front of me. And no I don't give a fuck. And yes you can honk at me and flash your brights, I'll give you the finger and ignore you. You're the reason the traffic is at a crawl so fuck off. My exception is if it is unexpected and there are not multiple signs for a couple-hundred feet previous, then it's ok. We all make that mistake, it's forgivable. But the other? Go fuck yourself.
Oh, and my language goes to pot too.
Basically, TGIF.
IFKC
I fucking hate costumes.
Thats all. I've been for the last 9 hours going through receipts and racks of clothing and organizing them before running 8 heavy hanging bags full of designer clothing back to Macy's halfway across town.
But I'm learning. About how much I don't want to be in costuming. They're mostly really cool people.
Thats all. I've been for the last 9 hours going through receipts and racks of clothing and organizing them before running 8 heavy hanging bags full of designer clothing back to Macy's halfway across town.
But I'm learning. About how much I don't want to be in costuming. They're mostly really cool people.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Writing
Snarky writing is annoying the hell out of me. Especially if it is tongue in cheek pandering to the sarcastic cool hipster artsy fartsy city dwelling consumer whores who are just as likely to be writing a snark filled review as the person whom they look for for their swanky opinions.
Maybe because it hits too close to the bone. Or perhaps it is because I am envious. Or maybe I'm tiered from leaving my house at 7:30am and getting home between 7 and 8 pm. Suddenly I sympathize with all the real people in the world.
But who's complaining?
Oh, yeah. I am.
Maybe because it hits too close to the bone. Or perhaps it is because I am envious. Or maybe I'm tiered from leaving my house at 7:30am and getting home between 7 and 8 pm. Suddenly I sympathize with all the real people in the world.
But who's complaining?
Oh, yeah. I am.
Chomping at the Bit
As cool as this job is...I'm not made for the office. At all. I need to find out what I need to do to start inching my way into the creative side of things. I'll have to catch Jennifer when she gets back from Kansas and ask her how I might go about getting in to perhaps the camera/sound/editing departments. I know this is my first job, but in true Jenny fashion, I get ahead of myself. But I'm also leery of getting settled into a groove.
I think I've said this about 1,000 times, but as soon as the opportunity presents itself, I'm making my move on my own. I know enough people in KC and Columbia through Stephens that I could get a crew. The logistics are still completely in the air, but once I get a script I'm on it like LoL Cat on a Cheezeberger.
I think I've said this about 1,000 times, but as soon as the opportunity presents itself, I'm making my move on my own. I know enough people in KC and Columbia through Stephens that I could get a crew. The logistics are still completely in the air, but once I get a script I'm on it like LoL Cat on a Cheezeberger.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
What I See
What I see is...things that don't quite work. A whole bunch of gears whose teeth don't match up quite right, the gears grind and the whole thing slips. It seems to me that the Film Industry is full of these slipping gears. And when the gears slip a ton of money falls through and the good stories get stuck while the shitatious stories get made. Or the whole thing groans to a halt and it shakes with mounting strain as the drivers hit the throttle trying to get the thing to go, but it's about to die.
So, why am I here? To asses the problem, to see where the cracks are, to get a feel for the competition and the way the whole engine runs. If God sees fit to let me slip through the gears while I'm here, GREAT!! If not, well, I think I'd rather make my own way. I'm more comfortable with my own paths than the ones that others travel. I've always had a tendency to walk my own way, and I fervently hope that way is the path that God has prepared for me.
It's the whole "Thinking outside of the box" thing. Are those the people who don't see the box, the ones stuck on the inside and can't escape, or are they the ones who travel from inside to the outside freely because they are not aware that there are walls to not cross.
I hate boxes. You know, unless I need to move, and then I hate them even more. :P
So, why am I here? To asses the problem, to see where the cracks are, to get a feel for the competition and the way the whole engine runs. If God sees fit to let me slip through the gears while I'm here, GREAT!! If not, well, I think I'd rather make my own way. I'm more comfortable with my own paths than the ones that others travel. I've always had a tendency to walk my own way, and I fervently hope that way is the path that God has prepared for me.
It's the whole "Thinking outside of the box" thing. Are those the people who don't see the box, the ones stuck on the inside and can't escape, or are they the ones who travel from inside to the outside freely because they are not aware that there are walls to not cross.
I hate boxes. You know, unless I need to move, and then I hate them even more. :P
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
Yargg!!!
I just freaking freak myself out sometimes. Like just making stupid little dumbass mistakes. And they always seem to be for the more important people.
Freaking freak freak. Give me one more day, and I'll have it. I swear.
Freaking freak freak. Give me one more day, and I'll have it. I swear.
Day 2
So, today is day number two at my first real job ever. Sweet. For some reason I'm in a much better mood today than I was yesterday. Probably because I hate beginnings. Although beginnings are exciting, they are also freaking scary. Now, I at least know some of the ropes so that I won't totally freak out when the phone rings.
Speaking of which...Yesterday I was the only PA in the office for an hour or so and I had to answer the phone. I'd been taught at least twice how to transfer a call and of course I get it wrong. And who calls? The VP of Production at Nickelodeon! Yeah. I freaked. But it was all cool. Tom (the Producer) and Susan (the Production Coordinator) were really nice about it. Which kicks ass. The other PA's are extremely nice too. Ryan and Lawrence have both been working for Nick for at least a few months. Jonathan is the Assistant Production Coordinator, and he's really nice too. The environment here is perfect for an intro job. At least so far, but I don't see how it will go bad. I'm blessed beyond measure. From what I can see, by observing the others in the office, there isn't a job that I couldn't do. I'm really looking forward to when production starts. I hope they'll let me go over to the set and watch for a little while. I'm happy that I'm getting to see the pre-production logistics side of things, and I'll learn all that I can, but I'm itching to get on set. That's what at this point I'm most interested in. Kelly (my roommate) has worked quite a bit as a Camera Assistant, and I think that perhaps that I may try to get into that line for a little while. Besides direction, camera is something I'm very interested in. I also wouldn't mind being a boom mic operator, it's hard on the shoulders, but all that means is that I'd be able to strengthen my shoulders for fighting in the SCA.
Ok. I should go.
Monday, October 13, 2008
First Day
Today is the first day of my first film job.
:D
Coooool!
I just wish I weren't dead tiered from the Great Western War. Good thing I didn't fight. I don't think I wold be able to walk!
:D
Coooool!
I just wish I weren't dead tiered from the Great Western War. Good thing I didn't fight. I don't think I wold be able to walk!
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
>:(
The bailout really pisses me off. Isn't it unconstitutional?
And furthermore why is the military just taking it from the government? Their oath is to protect and defend the Constitution against enemies foreign and domestic first. Then it says to obey the President, but it seems to me that the biggest enemies to the constitution are domestic at the moment.
Just a thought.
And furthermore why is the military just taking it from the government? Their oath is to protect and defend the Constitution against enemies foreign and domestic first. Then it says to obey the President, but it seems to me that the biggest enemies to the constitution are domestic at the moment.
Just a thought.
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
SOOOOO COOOL!!!
I got to put on armor and get hit at fighter practice tonight!!!!
It was sweet. Of course I went too hard and almost fainted, need to work on eating before working out. But it was awesome. The loaner armor's legs hardly fit at all, and I'm loath to put them on again, so I might have to invest in some of my own leg protection. And work on shoulder strength.
Sigvauld (I have no idea how to spell that) let me keep a short piece of rattan to practice with to get the hits right.
I'm so totally hooked for life.
:)
Good times!
It was sweet. Of course I went too hard and almost fainted, need to work on eating before working out. But it was awesome. The loaner armor's legs hardly fit at all, and I'm loath to put them on again, so I might have to invest in some of my own leg protection. And work on shoulder strength.
Sigvauld (I have no idea how to spell that) let me keep a short piece of rattan to practice with to get the hits right.
I'm so totally hooked for life.
:)
Good times!
Hrmmm...
I've been on edge since coming to LA. It's weird. I just can't relax. I'm sure that after the first couple of days on the job the anxiety will ease up and I'll just slip in to the swing of things. I haven't been this worked up about something in a long time. This is the way I used to get when I was about to go to Space Camp. Or when I was waiting for my appointment to USNA.
I guess it comes down to pivotal parts of my life, or at least things I've put a lot of hope and work into. It has to do with really wanting to do everything right and be the best I can be. Once in the groove things tend to settle down. But this time, I feel like I have a lot riding on this period in my life. I feel like it is either do or die, but at this very moment there is nothing I can actually DO and I hate that feeling. To succeed in this business you have to be proactive, I know that, but my job starts in a week or less and there's nothing I can do at the moment besides wait. Last week and the week before I had a really good creative influx and put down a lot of notes for future development, but right now I'm too tense to focus on anything.
I should be searching hard for the next job after this, but I feel as though I need to gauge my reaction and experience on this first job. I want to see what it is like on the lot/set/office so I can start determining what I want to do for the next couple of years before I make my first movie.
That's the thing. I'm here in Hollywood to see how it is done so I can take what I need and get on with my career. I don't want to spend years and years doing menial tasks getting nowhere before I make my move. I want to have a full length feature film in the can in 2 years. Short deadline, but I need the whip of time to get me going. Getting a movie made is a matter of logistics. It can be done, and done well, on a shoestring budget and filmed in less than 20 days. Its been done before. I can do it. Its all about strategy.
I just have to get over this freaking stupid fear of...
Kim (or Lois Ann) once said that I fear success. I think they're right. I am afraid of what I want.
Blah blah blah blah blah...
I just need to get this crap out there so I can get over myself and get on with it.
sorry.
I guess it comes down to pivotal parts of my life, or at least things I've put a lot of hope and work into. It has to do with really wanting to do everything right and be the best I can be. Once in the groove things tend to settle down. But this time, I feel like I have a lot riding on this period in my life. I feel like it is either do or die, but at this very moment there is nothing I can actually DO and I hate that feeling. To succeed in this business you have to be proactive, I know that, but my job starts in a week or less and there's nothing I can do at the moment besides wait. Last week and the week before I had a really good creative influx and put down a lot of notes for future development, but right now I'm too tense to focus on anything.
I should be searching hard for the next job after this, but I feel as though I need to gauge my reaction and experience on this first job. I want to see what it is like on the lot/set/office so I can start determining what I want to do for the next couple of years before I make my first movie.
That's the thing. I'm here in Hollywood to see how it is done so I can take what I need and get on with my career. I don't want to spend years and years doing menial tasks getting nowhere before I make my move. I want to have a full length feature film in the can in 2 years. Short deadline, but I need the whip of time to get me going. Getting a movie made is a matter of logistics. It can be done, and done well, on a shoestring budget and filmed in less than 20 days. Its been done before. I can do it. Its all about strategy.
I just have to get over this freaking stupid fear of...
Kim (or Lois Ann) once said that I fear success. I think they're right. I am afraid of what I want.
Blah blah blah blah blah...
I just need to get this crap out there so I can get over myself and get on with it.
sorry.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
You shall not pass!!!!!
I love Gandalf's magic flashlight.
Someday I'm so going to reference it.
LOL!!!!!
Someday I'm so going to reference it.
LOL!!!!!
This might not go over well.
I'm not voting.
I loath both of the candidates and cannot support either party in any capacity especially considering the colossal fuckup that is the bail out.
If I voted for either McCain or Obama I would be saying that I agree with them, and I don't on any issue that I can see.
If Ron Paul were in some contention for Presidency, or if I could make a legitimate statement by writing him into the ballot then I would vote.
But since the system is gone to hell and Washington is determined to wreck America beyond hope, I refuse to vote for someone who in reality I see harming America more than protecting or instigating any form of change.
So I will not vote. I understand that in a way this undermines my feelings of duty to my country, but to vote for a candidate that I don't believe in in any way would be dishonorable and dishonest.
Call me when our generation is tiered of taking on our parent's burden and I'll be there. Until then the whole system can fuck off.
How do I become a citizen of...hmm....Iceland? I don't want Washington's stupid meddling hands on my money.
I loath both of the candidates and cannot support either party in any capacity especially considering the colossal fuckup that is the bail out.
If I voted for either McCain or Obama I would be saying that I agree with them, and I don't on any issue that I can see.
If Ron Paul were in some contention for Presidency, or if I could make a legitimate statement by writing him into the ballot then I would vote.
But since the system is gone to hell and Washington is determined to wreck America beyond hope, I refuse to vote for someone who in reality I see harming America more than protecting or instigating any form of change.
So I will not vote. I understand that in a way this undermines my feelings of duty to my country, but to vote for a candidate that I don't believe in in any way would be dishonorable and dishonest.
Call me when our generation is tiered of taking on our parent's burden and I'll be there. Until then the whole system can fuck off.
How do I become a citizen of...hmm....Iceland? I don't want Washington's stupid meddling hands on my money.
Inspiration
I was listening to my favorite weekly film podcast and they were extolling the virtues of this particular movie.
This should be THE movie that every half-assed high school artist should put at the head of their movie list.
It toes the line between pretentiousness and brilliance. Bravo.
This should be THE movie that every half-assed high school artist should put at the head of their movie list.
It toes the line between pretentiousness and brilliance. Bravo.
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