See, when people do reply to stuff, everything just clashes. Like the offer I had for a new freelance bit of work (realising that this current one isn't going to last much longer by the looks of things), they wanted to meet up for a chat, we agreed a time, and then the cinema replied saying the only time we could screen-test the movie is exactly at the same time as my meeting so I rearranged the meeting and then the cinema manager realised he'd got the wrong day and wanted to test the screening on the day I now have my meeting on. Confused? Yep, I am. And then it looks like I have more work coming in from the existing post all of a sudden, and somehow I accidentally agreed to meet up with a third company to discuss doing some writing for them. I quit my job to be a drummer/writer but suddenly it looks like I have three jobs on the go, alongside the 4 active bands, the session work, the film promotion, the musical, the panto, the solo Christmas show and getting the novel out there. And the film still hasn't been fucking screen tested yet, yet we need to get the blurb over to them for their brochure by Friday.
I was told this morning by a person in the petrol station that I look tired. Yeah, thanks for that.
Made a trailer from Sunday's show and it looks great (and much better than the show was) and then started booking tour dates for it for February and May next year BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT I DO WHEN I'M STRESSED, I BOOK MORE THINGS TO GET ME STRESSED.
Still haven't written the Christmas shows.
Evening rehearsal with Dowsing was nice; the new guitarist is superb and a joy to work with. Andrea's great - she can tell when I'm about anxious, she's just a really good judge of when to up the friendship but also when to back off.
Just another handful of emails to reply to and then I might actually get some sleep.
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