Hey everyone, update from me as I've not posted in here for a few months since I started my course (Script Writing at Goldsmiths).
I'm doing well. The course is going really well and everyone on it is (mostly) lovely. It's like it's set up just for me; we've got a main module to develop a feature script and a short script module, both of our own ideas. The short module has already finished, we had a table read with professional actors just before Christmas that was incredibly gratifying. The actors were laughing in all the right places as they went through the script to find their next lines, and afterwards gave glowing reviews and very useful advice (annoyingly I have to shave 2 pages off by the 12th, terrifying). The feature module is developing nicely, the final deadline isn't till August so we should be starting the actual script by the time we break up in March/April, with a couple of other modules and extra curricular stuff to do in that time.
It's not been plain sailing, I've been commuting down twice a week and staying over in dodgy accommodation which has really taken it out of me (currently quite literally penniless lol) but my loan comes in next week and the next couple of months shouldn't be as expensive hopefully. Joining a petsitting app which should hopefully pay a bit. Mental health has been improving overall, though December was tough thanks to finances and the anniversary of a close friend's death - I've never been able to deal well with grief. But I've rediscovered my social side quite quickly and have made some really wonderful friends on the course. I'm getting there, at my own pace.
Perhaps most importantly I've managed to quell the drinking really well. Our relegation led to a night of drinking that left me 'drunk' for 2 days straight afterwards. But what really affected me was one night a few weeks later my dad fell down the ****ing stairs in the middle of the night, while I was passed out drunk on the sofa. I didn't hear anything. He was fine, apart from a bruised face, shoulder and ego plus a busted lip, but what really upset me was that I didn't hear anything and didn't find out until the next morning. He's fully recovered and is OK, but it led to me worrying about his mortality and mine, about what I was doing with my life and all that, and is one of the reasons I decided to do my course. I've given up the drinking binges and only drink now for social reasons. (Kinda helps that my mate supplies me with edibles haha). But that was unfathomable for quite a while and I'm so relieved to be fixing that part of me.
Overall, I couldn't be more relieved that I'm doing this. It's both right up my street and it feels like it's the start of something. The university actually ****ing supports you in getting a career during the course and up to 3 years afterwards too, which was absolutely non-existent in my last Uni experience in the 00s. So I'll be pursuing their help in the next few weeks to get me on the ladder and hopefully some paid work in the industry soon.
I'm so excited for the next year. This isn't any 'new year new me' bollocks, this really feels, for the first time in over a decade, that positive things are right around the corner and I am tactically changing my life for the better. 2024 is going to be mother****ing epic, and I cannot ****ing wait for it.
So Happy New Year everyone, I hope you're all well and have had a peaceful Christmastime. I truly hope it brings us all good mental health and happiness.
Add to that the stadium expansion goes through and they finally swap the Kop and the family stand.
