As you can see, Fringe is undergoing a bit of change, most notably in the use of Adsense to augment site costs (I’m about to up my monthly hosting plan due to bandwidth and space issues). It’s a bit of a gamble, a calculated risk that I trust will not alienate too many people. The simple fact is, my site could be profitable, or at the very least income generating. Not that I expect to bring in a ton of cash. I’ve never been much good at making cash happen. Mostly because my desire and proclivity for blogging about debt consolidation or mesothelioma and other cash generating keywords tends to lie somewhere between getting a male Brazilian wax and running in a “Who Wants To Be Best Friends With Karl Rove” contest. Honestly, the money has never been an issue, and really isn’t now. But if I can turn a free site into a monthly check, I’d be foolish not to try.
My plate is once again loaded with several dozen projects of varying degrees of importance. At some point this weekend I hope to post The Canal, which is the short film I wrote, directed, and produced on a whim a couple months ago. How time flies. I haven’t had the time or money to submit to a bunch of festivals, though I did apply to one before realizing that the film itself is not of the caliber that I would like it to be. Then again, I might just be a perfectionist. Might explain my track record of submitting to the one festival I know will take my work. I think deep down I’m actually pretty talented. But deeper than that, at the Roger Corman level of the ego, I know I’m a failure and a hack. Or a guy who dreams big but just doesn’t have what it takes. There’s lots of people like that in the world. I may be one of them. So my inner Roger Corman casts doubt on all I do.
So I don’t push my work out to the larger world. And it’s a bit of a self-fulfilling prophecy. No self-marketing means my work doesn’t get seen, which means no recognition, which means no validation, which means I slump further into the realm of useless doubt.
But oddly enough, I’m happy. I think.
I have a Fringecast recorded two weeks ago that is waiting in the wings. I’ve been working slowly to get the website up. I’ve also been pushing myself to finish the design for another site that could potentially be a fun social-networking thing, but with a bent toward conflict and argumentation. Something Greg Piper came up with.
Oh yeah, Greg, I gotta get your site up.
Just finished the first draft of a new feature script. Hoping it’ll be good enough to get produced. Just got rejected for my book by another agent, so it’s more query letters and more hoping. Haven’t been blogging because I’ve been writing other things, though I’ve tried to keep up at about an entry a week. It’s killed my site traffic, which is a bummer, but what can you do?
Finally, I’m producing 13 Months of Sunshine. That’s got a finish date of June 30. Lots of work for that left to do, but I’m enjoying the process. Just trying to stay afloat working a fulltime job whilst making inroads into the entertainment industry.
And now that this has turned into a personal diary entry, I’ll close by saying please don’t go anywhere. Or at least, please continue to visit. Thanks for your patronage. You’re better than this blog deserves.