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kungfuwaynewho) wrote2012-06-10 09:16 pm
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Reports of my death are greatly exaggerated. But also, icons!
Whew, I made it through the month of May. That was the fifth May since I started doing the annual screenplay contest/festival extravaganza, and I think it may have been the most work and the most stressful. (The very first May, my last semester in grad school, may still take the cake, though, since I was doing all of that on top of my master's thesis. That was right before most contests switched to online entries, and I will never forget finding out the post office closed at 4:30 instead of 5:00 like I thought, and having to literally sprint across campus to get my script postmarked on time. And since it was May in Austin, it was totally like four thousand degrees that afternoon, too.) I continued to do revisions after getting the thing done at the beginning of the month. Then finally got my ass in gear to do the revisions on my TV pilot, which ended up entailing a lot more work and rewriting than I had originally guessed.
So I finished all of that Tuesday the 29th. The last major deadline was June the 1st. Instead of just submitting and being done with it, I decided that since I had three days, that was totally enough time to bang out a Game of Thrones spec script. (It wasn't.) (I did it anyway.) Then I got to work the kick-off summer reading weekend immediately following, and got a new project on my second job, and, and, and. Well. Let's just say that I'm still really fucking tired, pals.
I'm finding myself still sort of not feeling the whole internet thing right now, though. Not sure why. I think some of it is that I've come to associate the internet with feelings of guilt over not writing and being productive; I'm sure that will sort itself out soon.
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So I finished all of that Tuesday the 29th. The last major deadline was June the 1st. Instead of just submitting and being done with it, I decided that since I had three days, that was totally enough time to bang out a Game of Thrones spec script. (It wasn't.) (I did it anyway.) Then I got to work the kick-off summer reading weekend immediately following, and got a new project on my second job, and, and, and. Well. Let's just say that I'm still really fucking tired, pals.
I'm finding myself still sort of not feeling the whole internet thing right now, though. Not sure why. I think some of it is that I've come to associate the internet with feelings of guilt over not writing and being productive; I'm sure that will sort itself out soon.
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Nicholl Fellowship and Page Awards: The House of Bathory, Some Passing Shadow (feature).
Austin Film Festival: The House of Bathory, Some Passing Shadow, Paradise (TV Pilot), Florian and Jonquil (Game of Thrones spec), On the Hunt (Miranda spec).
The House of Bathory and On the Hunt I wrote last year and resubmitted, and this year I didn't even take them out and dust them off, as it were. Just submitted the same PDFs. Which, two years ago, when I advanced in Nicholl and at AFF, those were second-year submissions. If they don't do anything this year, then they get retired.
You are sure doing a whole hell of a lot more work on your dissertation than I did on my thesis; I really lucked out with my advisors on that one, along with the fact that no one from the Tower actually read what we submitted. When's your final deadline, and when are you all done for real?
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I'm turning in the first copy to my committee today (except my advisor, who's read it 286 times), and probably a second copy at some point in the next month. I defend July 13, my revisions are due August 1, and I graduate August 12. So, a month until I defend, two until I graduate.
Wow, that is a ton of work! Congratulations! I hope this year goes well for you. :)
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Eh, we'll see. I maintain low expectations so I don't get disappointed.