Another year, another attempt at getting into the NBC Late Night Writer’s Workshop. As you are all aware – assuming you all have read my blog and if you haven’t I hope I am shaming you into doing it now – I submitted a packet for consideration last year and was rejected. That rejection still stings. I was VERY confident that my first attempt at ever constructing a writing packet for a workshop that only accepts around 1% of submissions would be selected and I was wrong. I was crushed. I wanted to give up. I wanted to crawl into a ball and eat Haagen Dazs Vanilla Bean ice cream and watch “Maid In Manhattan” with a box of tissues close by – I’m man enough to deny that last part.
The lesson here is that I didn’t let it get me down. I stood up, wiped my tears away, waited almost a full year to write this packet in one night, and submitted it fully aware that I have a very small chance of getting in. That SHOULD mean I won’t get my hopes up, but I’m a white man from Long Island who thinks I should get everything I want. I wrote the packet in one night and it was actually thrilling. When I went to my therapist she said I probably procrastinate so I can blame failures on waiting until the last minute to complete a project. I’ll fill you in either way when I find out if that’s true.