Almost forgotten

My film is dangling in an abyss. I sent in a beta tape, screened it on the San Francisco State campus, graduated and then this: nothing. I realize it has been more than two months since I have written in this blog, and since not much has happened in the past two months, I thought I'd write a post in the hopes that writing in the blog would stir up the cosmic universe in favor of progress. I've been rejected from numerous film festival and numerous jobs. Well, my short has been rejected, but it hard not to take it personally. I am waiting for the festival programmer to call me up and say "I see something unique and excited here and want to screen it." But I think that may never happen. So, other good things could happen instead. Like maybe my next film will get me some where. I was talking to someone last night was saying how I have a job- being a filmmaker- and I should never go work as a waitress or receptionist because who cares about being poor and my art is more important, blah blah blah. It is easy to say this when you're employed, can enjoy a nice meal at a nice restaurant and holidays at the beach, and feel integrated with society. But those of us who are alone, the artists sitting in their little dark rooms in the suburbs and villages and highrises with the internet as our main friend, feel that perhaps its time to put in application at starbucks in hopes of social interaction, free coffee and money to see a movie with a new coworker on the weekends.