I was just searching my favourite online writing resource, The Script Lab for some kind of divine words of wisdom or guidance in writing a “director’s treatment” for Plague, the feature film for which I am applying to the National Film and Video Foundation for development funding. I came across this opening paragraph to a unhelpful article pertaining to commercials treatments.
I’m not writing a treatment for a commercial, I’m writing a directors treatment for a feature… whatever that is, and I’m not even the director… yet the application calls for it.
In any case I found this opening paragraph very representative of my current state of being… and thought I would share it with you.
If you haven’t noticed, lately I feel like I’m spinning into a vortex of self-loathing and reevaluation. Talking to my sister yesterday, we confirmed that this is indeed a Quarter Life Crisis. Scoff all you want, but it’s true – I mean… it feels true anyway. It’s a situation where you’re blinded by being unsure all the time, and in effect, you mistake opportunity for “getting stuck.” By “getting stuck” I mean you feel pulled in different directions, and at the same time, you feel like you can’t say no, but then you can’t seem to find the light at the end of the tunnel, the big picture, a year or 2 or 5 from now. You live in the ever present – you don’t treat this period of life like the beginning of adulthood. You treat it like the end of youth, and the beginning of the end of the rest of your life.
This is of course… retarded (pardon my flippant use of the word, but it’s the only word that really encompasses how I feel about this). What is it going to take for me to see that I’m being offered amazing opportunities, even though these opportunities pay in ass pennies?
