Being too easy
I originally entitled this post “Being Too Talented” but the moment I typed it, I realized it sounded like the most egotistical thing ever and was really not what I meant. I’m easy. Don’t tell my wife, but I am. Well, I guess she knows because she constantly tells me I’m too easy. And not in a “slip a drink in my hand and I’m yours, big boy” kind of way. In a “ask me to do something and I’ll do it, even if it means giving little things like sleep” kind of way. In the past 72 hours, I’ve:
A) Spent most of the weekend working with the editor on the footage we’ll be preparing at Comic-Con.
B) Arranged passes for actors from our movie that decided at the last minute to be on the panel.
C) Coordinated interviews for Brandon and Sam and others at places like the SyFy Channel, La Repubblica, CBR, and others.
D) Been asked to speak on another panel for a totally different project
E)What else? Oh, yeah, there’s that whole development “day job” think where I’m trying to set up our next big movie. That little thing.
It’s very crazy times. Are there people who’s job it is to do most of this? Sure, but they don’t know the project, the actors, or the convention crowds enough to know what’s going to work and who is important and how to navigate the politics of it all as well as I do. Classic case of “If you want a job done right…” Well, not even “right”, more “the best way it can be”. Still, it would be nice to get some of that sleep stuff sometime soon.
Development Exec/Former Stunt Guy/Publicist/Editor/Assistant/IAEYWA (Insert Anything Else You Want Apparently)