Well, the results are in at Amazon Studios and, unfortunately, they didn't pick my script to move forward with. Not a huge surprise, I didn't really expect them to, but somewhat crushing none the less. Eh, I'll wallow in self pity for a bit, It's a luxury I've learned to allow myself for a little while, then I'll polish the script, add to it and send it someplace else under a different title. Even if it never gets produced I know now that I can write an entire script in 48 hours. Rejection is a HUGE part of writing and I suppose I better get used to it earlier rather than later. Still, I'm pouting for a bit. Dammit, I've earned it. It's a good day for self pity. It's -22 again, the wood pile is shrinking fast, and I'm absolutely miserable with whatever crud I've been infected with. Headache, body ache, incessant cough, all the top contenders for the 'I feel like crap' award. I'm not going to delve deeply into the self pity thing on here, Mostly because it's honestly really boring reading. (Hell, I wouldn't even want to read THAT and I'd be the one who wrote it. It TOTALLY makes proofreading difficult when you can' stand reading what you wrote! Oh yeah, wait a minute..I rarely proofread.. But I digress..) I'll reference my post the other day about "sometimes life just sucks no matter what you do" and leave it at that. For anyone who didn't read that post- HA! Now you'll either be forced to go back and read every other post I've done until you find that one reference or live forever ignorant of what I'm talking about! For school I have to have a script finished and turned in by 8:00 tonight. I've been writing a comedy, although hopefully I feel a little funnier before I have to finish it.   I'm thinking a double dose of nyquil and I should be hilarious! I've been looking at the statistics of this blog and I feel I have to send out a big thank you to my TWO loyal readers! I appreciate you taking the time to read this tripe. You completely validate my newest odd habit and it makes me feel slightly less crazy for doing it. Knowing someone is actually reading this stuff makes me feel more like I'm talking to someone and less like the crazy old dude who wanders down the streets of cyberspace mumbling things to himself. Well, I still mumble things to myself, but I try not to giggle to loud at the funny jokes I tell myself in my head when others are around. Have a good day, Both of you! I'm gonna go wallow for a bit now.