“Dude, I heard you finished up.”
“Yeah, I’m a bachelor of fine arts.”
“B to the motha F’in A. Right on, man, right on.”
“Yeah…thanks.”
“So what are you going to do now?”
“Well I think I’m going to go back home and recharge for a bit.”
“Right, recharge, good deal. Just remember, when all else fails, use a cluster bomb.”
…writing happens
Recharge. I’ve used this word more times in the last month than I have in all of the twenty-one years leading up to it. Recharge has become more than a word. Right now, it’s the plan. The plan used to be find employment in the city (New York = the city) and remain in the city upon becoming a bachelor of fine arts. So much for that. But I left with my chin up because I gave it my best shot and I got pretty close. In fact I was close enough to feel assured of employment. I was already thinking ahead to the next steps beyond job hunting. It was a mistake, and that mistake ended up being a hard punch to the gut when things didn’t fall into place. But hey, what doesn’t kill you makes you live a little longer.
So here I am, back in Cambridge, MA and officially recharging for an undetermined amount of time. To be honest I’m not too worried, and I’m pretty comfortable. Cat and cat allergies aside, it’s the most comfortable I’ve been in a while. I’m looking forward to long nights at the bar with friends as we all try to help one another figure out what happens next. I’m also looking forward to sitting down and doing some writing away from school, but it’s going to be a challenge. God knows the ideas are there, but I think I’m going to try and stay away from all those historical dramas that I’m itching to write. It’s time to do something in the here and now and with a reasonable budget. It’s also time to make use of those film kids and write some shorts. I think that sounds like a great way to recharge; alternating between getting boozed up and writing. I’m sure there will be some nights when I do both at the same time. Then eventually, when the tide is right and the stars have aligned, I’ll target New York.
See what I did just there? By using “target New York” an intern at the NSA will probably have to read up on the league tonight. Hopefully he/she is an aspiring screenwriter who knows people in the industry. It could happen.
