Power Play

I haven’t talked much about television. I thought I would be blogging about my experiences entering the television industry. That’s what this was supposed to be about. It could still happen. I guess this is the more realistic story. The being-out-of-work-most-of-the-time story. It wouldn’t be so bad if I had the obligatory second job. That’s where going back to cleaning comes to mind. It was night shift so sort of doable. And it might be a bit better than hunting for another one, which hasn’t been much fun.

I’ve had some news at last, although “news” might be a stretch. The rather vague message was, No progress but not to worry. Do I look bothered? It’s still in the publishing company’s hands. The Managing Director has to make a decision. HE HAS TO! For me. I don’t know why he’s dragging it out. I’m not sure if any other production companies are courting this project. Or it could be that he does intend to work with David and co. but is just taking his sweet time on the agreement. A power play. Ooh big man! Groan. It’s all right for everyone else they have other projects to get on with. My contract is only to work on this adaptation. So unless this man gives the go ahead I have nothing to do. No job and no money. And now after a month it’s really starting to cut into the savings. Not to mention cutting into my emotions.

In other news, this morning I signed up to Australian Talent Management under the Extras category. I don’t think I filled in the form properly. I was expecting certain things but in the end couldn’t work out where to include them. Before I knew it the process was over. Oops. I regret it already. Oh nah, I shouldn’t fret about it. I’ll probably never hear from them. Just like any other job application.

I want my job back!