So, I am looking at going back to school, and getting a degree in engineering. I applied at Temple University, and should be hearing sometime very soon — either I didn’t get in, and need a new plan, or I’m starting in, like, four weeks. Hooray!
On the one hand, I am happy, because I like the idea of knowing how to do the things that I have ideas for.
On the other hand, the notion is actually extremely depressing — representing, as it does, a sort of general failure on my part to figure out how to make use of any of my actual talents.
So, I’m making a list of all the things I want to get done in January — a sort of last gasp of my life as a dissolute, degenerate artist, before my long, slow slide into the soul-crushing boredom of respectability. (Of course, I say this, but really I’ll probably just spend the next month sitting on the couch and playing Fruit Ninja. And if you were curious about why I haven’t really made much of myself in terms of anything…well, let’s just say it isn’t always Fruit Ninja, specifically.)
So, writing goals:
1. I need a new draft of The Unlikely Event space-adventure TV show pilot.
2. I need to finish the Martian Manhunter screenplay (for real, I wrote this, I’m twenty pages from the end, I think).
3. I need to finish the pilot episode for the presently-untitled Superhero TV Show Pilot.
4. Let’s put another draft of Red Frontier — the future space-western on Mars movie — up in this.
DONE. I want to change a bunch of the names, I think, but that’s not a story issue, so it doesn’t count.
5. Stage adaptation of Metropolis for Iron Age theater.
6. I’ve got a short story that needs finishing, too, yeesh.
That’s all the writing stuff, and just looking at it ALSO makes me depressed, because what is the problem that I have here? I’ve got a pile of stuff that I’ve started but never got around to finishing (except the Metropolis thing, which I never actually got around to starting). I’ve got two half-finished novels sitting around, too, but I just don’t see myself getting those done during the next thirty days, when I’ve also got all this other crap to do.
So, here are some vaguely professional goals:
1. Submit the pilot scripts to…pilot…script…competitions? I consider it statistically likely that this is a thing, so I will send them out.
2. Submit the screenplays to screenplay competitions, I know those exist. Let’s say each script to four competitions, if I can find them.
3. I need to put together the materials for an interview series that I’m trying to get io9 to do.
4. I need to put the materials together for a sort of steampunk thing that I know a couple of people that I can shop it around to.
5. I’ve actually got ANOTHER short story, about vampires, that’s just been sitting around, I should probably try to get someone to buy that. (Or, I mean, try again, anyway.)
“Professional goals”, right? If all of these things pan out, I think I have the potential to net a grand total of slightly less than a thousand dollars. Which means, to do this as a job, I’d have to not only double my productivity, but also actually be good at all this other shit, which I hate — and also be TWICE as good as doing all that other shit, which I hate. It’s not impossible, other people do it. Let’s start with just these though.
While I’m at it, hang on. I’ve got two fitness goals, too:
1. I can run about a mile without taking a break right now. I figure I can get this up to three miles by the end of January. Being able to run three miles is a good goal, because I don’t ever see myself needing to be able to run farther than that at any given stretch.
PROGRESS. 2 miles, like a badass. 50% complete.
2. I got a bunch of jian-sword DVDs for Christmas (as well as a new sword, thanks dad), so I just need to pick one of those and start learning that sucker up. One new form by the end of the month is definitely possible.
Aaaaand some booze-related goals:
1. Three new cordials. I need: strawberries (easy to find). Ginseng (NOT AS EASY TO FIND). To roast a habanero pepper without burning my eyes.
PROGRESS. Two-thirds complete. Still waiting on that ginseng.
2. Bitters. Check this shit out, here are things you need to make bitters: quassia, calamus, catechu. I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT THE HELL THOSE THINGS ARE, much less where to get them. I also need caradamom, at least I know what that is, and orange peel — I have special oranges I want to use for that, though.
This is a list of things I want to get done in the next month, so if you see me on Facebook or Twitter or just hanging around like a lazy slacker, do me a favor and remind me that this is probably going to be my last opportunity to do some whatever weird shit I feel like doing.