Hollywood Is Full Of Homeless People

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.

2012 Copyright Seven Sentences – Geoff Talbots Story
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The Cash Is Falling From My Pockets

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.

2012 Copyright Seven Sentences – Geoff Talbots Story
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Red Carpet to Beer Stained Carpet…

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.

2012 Copyright Seven Sentences – Geoff Talbots Story
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How The F*#k Did I Get Here?

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.

2012 Copyright Seven Sentences – Geoff Talbots Story
 
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Why Hiding Your Sins Is Bad Social Media

Do you think you should hide or simply not disclose your past transgressions on your personal blog or corporate website?

Trying to appear holy has an uncanny way of highlighting rather than purifying your image or brand.

I guess that is because nobody trusts a hypocrite and we are all inherently frightened of a person or an organization that doesn’t walk with a limp.

Today I had the privilege of guest blogging on Lawyerology, one of the best law blogs in cyberspace and I discussed how it is actually possible to build an unshakeable online reputation.

The one thing you can’t ever do successfully online, is to simply hide the truth of who you really are. And why would you want to?

It’s your journey, and it’s both your good and the bad steps, that humanizes you and makes you more rather than less trustworthy.

Jump over to Lawyerology and join the discussion.

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How I’ve Walked The Dangerous Side Road to Distraction

Some side roads are easy to spot, you have to hang a hard left to wander off the path that is laid out before you.

Have you ever chased a dream and got lost along the way?

Sometimes getting lost is pleasurable, the walking is easy and the company is good; and the lifestyle is so damn satisfying that you begin to enjoy your slumber.

Sometimes the side road is an almost exact replica of the pilgrams path, so we think we’re walking up the mountain, when really we’re just walking around it.

Fools like me,  have been known to sit down on a bench for a break, and there we rest, falling into a deep eternal sleep, dreaming of the view at the top of the mountain.

It is time to wake up.

It is time to begin walking again.

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Why Icing A Dog Turd Won’t Turn It Into A Donut

A lot has been written about good blog writing techniques but…

You can put chocolate icing on a dog turd and make it look like a donut BUT it sure as hell won’t taste like one.

So let’s not waste any time, let’s go straight to the heart of the matter.  A really good blog post can only exist when the writer is moved to write from their emotions.

If you don’t care about it then don’t write it.

If it’s taking too long choose another topic.

Write honestly, don’t hold anything back, let rivers of ink flow directly out of your heart.

 

2012 Copyright Seven Sentences – Good Blog Writing Techniques 
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