7/8/22 Journal: Wake Up Call

pages on an opened book

Had another Zoom meeting with the guys I’m working with on an animated pilot. It’s going pretty well. Well, okay, I’m absolutely the last person on Earth who can characterize how an animated pilot is going; I’ve never worked on one in my life and have no idea what the hell I’m doing.

Deric Cahill is the Creator of the show, and is kind of driving the writing process. He’s a former comedian, has actually attended acting school, and currently has a TikTok following of about a quarter million people. Another partner is Patrick Gallagher, who’s actually written and starred in some independent films. He’s helping keep the story flow professional and tight.

I’m Joe, and I have this stupid blog. I add a joke here and there.

We do have the basic framework of the first episode in place. We still need to flesh out the third act, then punch up the entire script, but honestly it’s pretty exciting how it’s coming together.

After the Zoom call, Patrick and Deric’s brother Jason–the fourth partner–signed off, leaving Deric and I alone, and for whatever reason we didn’t hang up. We ended up talking another half hour. He mentioned how his vegan chocolate business is going (he’s already in regional Whole Foods stores and just negotiated a deal to get into about 100 Walmarts) which really has him excited.

Then he asked me about what my dream is.

“If I’m being honest, I just want to write. That’s it. I want to write for a living. I’d love to be like a David Sedaris, writing essays that get published in New Yorker, then putting them all in a book that instantly becomes a best seller.”

“So what have you done to make this happen?” Deric asked. He’s a former business consultant and I could already hear the “coaching” tone in his voice.

“Well, I’ve written a few all-new essays that I don’t love. And I’ve pick out a few of my older ones I want included.”

“How long have you been working on this?”

“Shit I don’t know. Years of talking about it. Months of working on it.”

“Dude, the book I published on Amazon, I put together in three hours. What the hell is wrong with you? I’ve had the text for years, but when I decided to publish it, I had it done in three hours. What are you waiting on?”

“I don’t know. I read somewhere you have to have the marketing taken care of before you publish. I don’t have much of a following. I have no idea how I’ll sell it.”

“You’ve already convinced yourself that you’ll fail before you’ve even started! JUST START! You’re being a dumb asshole!”

“That’s um, atypical coaching vernacular.”

“Joe, here’s what I want you to do every day from now on. When you wake up in the morning, I want you to say out loud, ‘My dream in life is to write and publish a book, and I’m not going to work on that dream at all for yet one more day because…’ then speak out your bullshit excuse.”

“My God.”

“I know, right? Think about how that’s going to hurt. but if you don’t work on your book, YOU HAVE TO SAY IT.”

“It’s going to be a freaking kick in the balls. But yeah, okay, I’ll hopefully never have to say it.”

“But if you don’t work on that book–“

“Yeah yeah yeah, I got it.”

We went on to talk about a few other things before eventually hanging up. It did hit me, though, that both my wife and one of my best friends both have published books, and my dumb ass still hasn’t.

I guess I’m moving up the timeline.

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