Gavin only thinking veto,veto, waiting seven months of his life for this veto, this kick in the teeth, barrels of coffee in one cup at a time. This painful snub, wondering how could they? Now everything is cold, the air, the coffee and his skin.
Gavin begs for a win to come his way in his small cold apartment, why disposal again...?
The hardest thing to get used to in this business (writing, acting) is the rejection. "Send it and forget it" is the mantra. But it's usually not 7 months of work on a single project. It's 5-15 minutes x 10 or 100 hoping for a single "yes."
The frustration sucks. The discouragement sucks. It sucks the spark of creativity out of you.
But it's good stuff. You know it's good stuff.
Get it in front of 100 more Bracken & Cobbs and the odds get better. The single "yes" reignites the spark.
I remember going to a workshop at the Actors Center in DC and griping about the number of auditions I had already done that week (probably 50-ish), and the stage and screen people agape at the idea. Because they had probably done a handful in a year. "Yeah, you got rejected 5 times this year. I got rejected 50 times this week."
Oh Gavin, I feel ya. Times where frustration, rejection, dismantled hopes need an outlet; repetitive behaviors that maaayyybeee could cause a lil shock by others, some minor self-harm (keeping window open, maybe literally numbing out). And of course, like Dee so aptly said (paraphrasing here), “Fuck this, fuck them, fuck all” while stomping and throwing things. Makes my heart race just thinking about times I be Gavin!
Fuck Bracken and Cobb and their ilk. Fuck the way we pile our hopes atop the B&Cs of the world. Good one Jimmy.
I love this visceral response. Totally makes me smile.
😎 Likely not Gavin. He’s toast.
Perfect answer. Can’t do better.
I, too, know the sting of rejection. Thanks for another great story. 😊
You're welcome to all the stories
So many city cliffs.
As long as he’s not down there with the rest of the apartment he’s tough enough to make it. I’m glad he didn’t have a cat, J.
City Cliffs would be a great album title. He did have a cat. I wrote the cat out because Chekhov would want him out the window.
I feared that - and phew thank you J.
I may need a sequel from a top floor suite. ( But that’s selfish and you know better)
Gavin only thinking veto,veto, waiting seven months of his life for this veto, this kick in the teeth, barrels of coffee in one cup at a time. This painful snub, wondering how could they? Now everything is cold, the air, the coffee and his skin.
Gavin begs for a win to come his way in his small cold apartment, why disposal again...?
He just thought that even the coffee ring unintentional art was a waste. People, myself included, do feel like they burn the currency of time.
I want a ‘trippy alligator magnet’. Do Bracken & Cobb ship internationally? 😉
Love your work Jimmy.
Maybe that will be my first Roulette Weal merch. Trippy alligator refrigerator magnets. Slap them backhand for hours of stress relieving fun.
Thanks Paul. Super happy you're loving it.
Yes, the older one gets the more the realization of burning that currency of time.
And the less energy to fix it
Yikes! I get like that sometimes.
It's almost a default setting for me. 😎
"He wondered what his heating bill was going to be.
Standing, biting the insides of both cheeks, he stomped back into the small kitchen area, and began the process of making another pot of coffee."
When in doubt make another cup.
This was written by a non coffee drinker. I'm pretty proud of it through that...filter.
Boo puns boo haha
(Looking forward to more!)
There are nearly 1200 in the archive. Wander into that while I write today's.
The frustration is absolutely palpable.
The hardest thing to get used to in this business (writing, acting) is the rejection. "Send it and forget it" is the mantra. But it's usually not 7 months of work on a single project. It's 5-15 minutes x 10 or 100 hoping for a single "yes."
The frustration sucks. The discouragement sucks. It sucks the spark of creativity out of you.
But it's good stuff. You know it's good stuff.
Get it in front of 100 more Bracken & Cobbs and the odds get better. The single "yes" reignites the spark.
But as Dee said, "F*** Bracken and Cobb"
I couldn't imagine putting 7 months in on one thing.
In NOLA we only got 24 hours to prep an audition. It was high pressure, but at least only one calendar day was " wasted."
I remember going to a workshop at the Actors Center in DC and griping about the number of auditions I had already done that week (probably 50-ish), and the stage and screen people agape at the idea. Because they had probably done a handful in a year. "Yeah, you got rejected 5 times this year. I got rejected 50 times this week."
Cranston's Rule applies. :-)
Now that the strike is over some of the casting people in LA have gone into the way back machine and are seeing people in person.
Oh Gavin, I feel ya. Times where frustration, rejection, dismantled hopes need an outlet; repetitive behaviors that maaayyybeee could cause a lil shock by others, some minor self-harm (keeping window open, maybe literally numbing out). And of course, like Dee so aptly said (paraphrasing here), “Fuck this, fuck them, fuck all” while stomping and throwing things. Makes my heart race just thinking about times I be Gavin!
The Toy Dolls have a song " James Bond Lives Down Our Street."
There are Gavin's on every street, on every floor in every residential building in America
Looking up the song now
Nice build up.