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Self pitying blither
May. 7th, 2008 11:48 amI have discovered recently that a couple of the guys I used to do Drama Soc stuff with at Uni, last heard of slogging away on the standup circuit and Edinburgh, have got their own Radio 4 show. I suspect that they'll probably graduate to telly fairly soon. Obviously, I wish them luck - they've clearly worked bloody hard and it'll be fun once they are household names to be able to say, 'oh, I was in a play with so-and-so, I wrote sketches for such-and-such for a revue show, thingummy-bob once went weird at one of my house parties and was caught rifling through my housemate's knickers drawer' (might save that last one for The News Of The Screws, see how much money I can get out of it). However, it's created a feeling of ennui Chez Scribs. Almost as if that was *my* radio show they've been given. And their hard grafting traditional fringe-to-radio transition has only gone to remind me quite what a stab in the dark my own plans for fame and adulation are. The Beeb still haven't sent my script back, by the way, which apparently they do as a matter of course once it's been rejected, and they definately received it because I got a confirmation through, but it's been well over 3 months now. I'm sure that if they did like it they'd have let me know by now. I'm starting to think they've already sent me a rejection which got lost in the post. I need to get back to writing original stuff, with a purpose of having it used. I have started a short screenplay. Whether it's any good or not remains to be seen, but I NEED to stop dithering and write properly!
