This week started off pretty nicely. Two unexpected events kind of brightened the dark, stormy sky: 1. Got news that a sizable residual check is coming my way, and 2. I booked another modeling job.
It is very interesting that when we're not expecting anything, or when we have very low expectations, we are more content or the "unexpected" becomes quite an event for us.
Take that job for instance. I went to a go-see in January for that project. They seemed to like me, but I never heard back from them, so I just chalked it up as a FAIL. No problem. No expectations. If it's not mine, it's not mine. Then suddenly last week I got a call. They wanted to see me again because they have a new campaign and they thought I would be good with the new products. So I went in for another test and the lady there said they really liked me for the last shoot, but at the end, they chose a female instead because they had too many guys. It's great that they kept me in mind. Sometimes, when you least expect it, something happens that goes in your favor.
Same with writing, I suppose. There are times when I'd try too hard. I'd expect greatness or at least decent prose and plot development and so on, but the process turned into agonies or disappointments. And then there were times when I just let go: whatever happens, just write. And the words flowed. Things fell into place. Characters came alive. Amazing.
It's about 10 p.m. Just now ready to add some more words to the WIP. Listening to Saving Private Ryan soundtrack, writing the war camp scene. Corpses. Limbs. Intense.
500 words today, 3500 words total
357 days, 182000 words to go