Feeling like the Little Engine That Could this week, battling against a slew of deadlines and somehow finding a way to meet them. Two months ago I got back from holiday to no paying work, a rapidly emptying bank account and bills. Fast forward to today and I've done a ton of work, an empty bank account and bills now more pressing than ever. Still, the money for all that effort should start appearing today and my clutch of deadlines is slowly being scratched off, one by one. Note to self: Just because you're broke, you still need to allow time for sleep.
Made a mad dash to Glasgow yesterday for a remote studio interview for a Radio 4 documentary about 2000 AD. The show's due for broadcast next month, around the same time BBC4 is screening its Comics Britannia season of programmes. Me, I can't get BBC4, so I'll have to make do with the radio show. Talked non-stop for nearly 90 minutes and felt like a used dishcloth by the end - wrung and wrinkled. Hopefully came up with some useful material for the programme makers, Somethin' Else.
Got a DVD review to write this morning, then it's back to the final project for my screenwriting MA course. That's due in on Friday, but I have to deliver tomorrow as I fly to Cardiff first thing Friday morning for the TAPS continuing drama workshop [nations variant edition]. Three days in a room with 24 other hungry writers, all eager to get their break in TV. Reminds me of a favourite line from the late, great Aaron Sorkin show Sports Night: 'Remember folks, if you're going out tonight, it's a dog eat dog world - not a doggie dog world.'