October 29th, 2008
Some days it seems Abe Lincoln has a brighter future than I do. After weeks of waiting and hoping, AMC has passed on making a film of Thunder Over the Prairie. They could be persuaded to change their minds if there was a prominent actor or director attached to the film project. I phoned Robert Duvall’s company about the material. I sent it to them about four months ago. As luck would have it, Duvall’s project about the Pony Express was just approved by AMC yesterday. So, he’s not interested in working on Thunder. I’m convinced the road to success is under construction. Okay, so I’ll never be a ballerina. I get it. At 47 I’m more convinced of that than ever, but I did have hope and some self-esteem. Now my self-esteem is so low I’m going to keep my keys on me when I walk through airport security just so I can get some acknowledgment. It’s not the end of the world and I know that?I just don’t know where to go from here. I like a plan, a goal. I’ve got book writing projects and I’m thankful for that, but it seems like there should be something more. I know what I want to do for a living I’m just not going to get the chance to do that. There’s no business like show business, but there are several businesses like accounting. If only I wanted to be an accountant. Perhaps I’m suited for a job as a coroner – performing surgery on dead people. What’s the worst that could happen? If everything went wrong, maybe I’d get a pulse. Well, back to the laptop.
