Back To The Well

Last Saturday I went to West Chester to film a reunion show of some old friends' bands. It'll be part of a longer documentary that my brother and I are working on about the whole punk music scene in our hometown in the early-mid 90s. I got some great ideas for the doc while I was filming and also lined up a bunch of interviews with people. Also talked some other people who were there filming to work with us and let us use their footage.

I had only planned to stay for the night, but since I didn't have a job to go back to, I ended up staying at my parents' for a week. I only brought one change of clothes, so I ended up doing laundry every day I was there.

It was a good thing I stayed too because my imagination roamed free for the week and I had quite a few ideas for films. Being back in the area where I was most creative got the juices flowing again.

A few weeks ago my friend Andy and I started brainstorming on various movie ideas that either I had or he had via email. We've been riffing off each other's stories since we were in kindergarten, so it's pretty easy and we have similar tastes a lot of the time. It's been a big help in getting me out of the creative funk I've been in. We hung out one of the nights I was there. We ended up NOT going over story ideas and spent most of the night watching clips on YouTube of people getting prank calls or doing faceplants into brick walls, but it was good nonetheless. On the drive back to my parents', he told me of his idea for a children's show which I thought was great and I look forward to brainstorming that soon too.

Now I am back in New York and need to get my ass back in gear. I got a message from a woman at Time Inc. about rescheduling my Wednesday appointment. The thing is, I don't remember ever setting up a Wednesday appointment. I googled the name of the guy whose office she said she was calling from and turns out he's a film/tv editor, but I absolutely have no recollection of ever setting up an appointment or even sending them a resume.

When I called back, there was no answer and it went directly to this guy's voicemail. I didn't want to sound like an idiot who didn't remember setting up an appointment, much less what this interview is for in the first place, so I just said, "Yeah, hi, ths is Dave Orsborn returning your call. Um, yeah, it would be fine to switch my interview from 11 to 2."

So I've got several days to figure out what this is about. And work on some much-needed writing now that I've got a head full of ideas again.