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Seven reasons not to quit…

April 25, 2009 2 Comments


Seven Reasons not to quit! Thank you for your wonderful messages of support. The following seven sentences have been extracted from comments left on this blog yesterday; they mean the world to me. I will succeed; not because of my talent but because of you.

Maybe this opportunity has passed but they haven’t taken your talent, your passion, your dream or your desire; you will succeed cause of these things and no-one can take them away.

You wouldn’t have gotten this far if you weren’t talented.

You will succeed, its just a matter of relentlessly following it through and not allowing yourself to be distracted by moments of short-term rejection and self-doubt.

I’d wish you luck but you don’t need it… your talent will get you there.

Beyond the old cliches, you do still have your belief and your persistence; great tools and they’re free.

Don’t allow the detours in life to suppress what u know to be true, and that is your work is more than deserving of being recognized and produced.

Don’t give up my friend, you deserve much better and you will find it.

 

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Nothing is thicker than blood…

August 20, 2010 0 Comments


Family matters.

It is impossible for it not too.

When it is broken, messed up and dysfunctional it hurts, when it is supportive, inclusive and caring it is like gold.

Although our greatest wounds come from our family & friends (those closest to us) not our enemies, but these people also bring us the greatest joy. My family has been incredible lately, they support me, they believe in what I am trying to do… it makes all the difference in the world.

I am about to hop on the plane and jet set back to New Zealand for the month of September and I am looking so forward to it. This land is filled with memories and people who I love and cherish.

 

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How The F*#k Did I Get Here?

April 17, 2012 22 Comments


It was 3am and I was awoken again by the raspy hacking cough of a tall skinny man lying on the beer stained carpet next to me .  I wasn’t sure whether it was the acid, the dope or the cigarettes that caused the dude to retch up sputum like some kind of rumbling volcano.

Have you ever had a moment in life when you suddenly stopped the charade  and asked yourself the time honored question, “how the f*#k did I get here? ”

Well, the more the dude coughed, the more I asked that question.

I mean I had been a Veterinary Surgeon working in plush clinics on the south coast of England less than five months earlier. How did I end up sleeping on that beer stained carpet in a sleazy one bedroom apartment in Burbank, California?

Faithfully following your dream, doesn’t guarantee you  any kind of success, but it does promise you an adventure.

 

P:S: This is the first in a series of blogs chronicling my adventures in Los Angeles over the last 3 years.

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Red Carpet to Beer Stained Carpet…

April 18, 2012 1 Comment


Most of the time our dreams start out rosy. That’s the thing with dreams, they don’t have rough edges, they don’t cut you, they don’t disappoint you, they don’t leave you destitute.

Chasing your dream however can cost you everything you have so you better be sure you’re willing to make the investment.

I, of course at the time had no knowledge of any of my own sage advice as I hopped on the plane at Heathrow on the 19th of March (my birthday), 2009, and headed to Hollywood, California. A film finance company out of the United Kingdom had read my screenplays and they wanted to make two of my movies. I was going to meet a very powerful “PRODUCER.”

Everything was perfect, my dream was in motion, and soon it would be fulfilled; I could already smell the red carpet.

Unfortunately, I only had a few dollars in my pocket and I did not know a single soul in this new land that would one day become my home.

P:S: This is the second in a series of blogs chronicling my adventures in Los Angeles over the last 3 years. See “How the F@*k Did I Get Here” to begin the adventure.

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The Cash Is Falling From My Pockets

April 19, 2012 1 Comment


I wrote these seven sentences three years ago, on my first night in Los Angeles.

“Oh the wonders of jetlag… it’s 2am and I’m lying stretched out across a super king size in a super cheap motel one mile out from California’s LAX. The motel phone just rang robbing my frizzled brain of restless sleep and although I was half expecting to hear the voice of some sleazed up “call girl service” it turned out to be my old buddy Kelvin, a Kiwi/Californian now living in LA. Kelvin’s offered to pick me up at 6am and drive me out to his friend’s digs in Hollywood where I can rest my heavy head for the weekend.

Is it good news when the ex-wife of one of the biggest Producers in Hollywood reads your script and says that it’s hysterical and wants to meet you as soon as you arrive in town? Who knows; only one way to find out, gotta contact that broad, gotta dial her number.

The exchange rate here is poor and the cash in my pocket is only going to last me so long.

But I’m living according to a different kind of providence and although I ain’t sleeping I’m faithfully following my dreams…”

 

P:S: This is the third  in a series of blogs chronicling my adventures in Los Angeles over the last 3 years. See “How the F@*k Did I Get Here” to begin the adventure.

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Hollywood Is Full Of Homeless People

April 20, 2012 0 Comments


Two weeks later and I am still waiting for my frigin meeting. That’s the thing about LA, it can take forever to meet with anybody unless you are somebody.

I could be somebody, whatever the hell that means. You should see the lights go on in the eyes of strangers, when I tell them that I have a $20 Million dollar film funded 100%; the illusion of success lights a fake friendly fire in the eyes of the most ambitious souls.

If greed is good and fame will satisfy you; then where are the good and greedy influential souls in LA? Probably on the front cover of variety but they aren’t walking with the grime on the pavements of Hollywood Boulevard.

Therein lies the broken illusion of Hollywood, the homeless line the streets, and the rich and famous are barely spotted, as they avoid the sparse concrete lair that has become the home to so many failed dreams.

 P:S: This is the fourth in a series of blogs chronicling my adventures in Los Angeles over the last 3 years. See “How the F@*k Did I Get Here” to begin the adventure.

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It Was The Best Day Of My Life

April 23, 2012 2 Comments


Some days are made in heaven; the kind of day where every step you take appears to have been arranged by the kind finger of God.

I don’t have many of those days; there is a general un-holiness about me that dictates that I must search for my own gold signet ring in a mountain of shit.

I’m not pissed about it; I learnt a long time ago that real life is full of blood, sweat and broken fingernails. Toil is not all bad, for it sharpens and prunes the soul.

Okay I admit it, some days I am pissed about it, how about you?

So why was today the best day of my life? I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow.

 

P:S: This is the fifth  in a series of blogs chronicling my adventures in Los Angeles over the last 3 years. See “How the F@*k Did I Get Here” to begin the adventure.

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