After reading this column, I looked at myself from an outside perspective, through a third person. I assessed my life, my writing, and my skills for the craft while constantly wondering if I'm really fit for this industry. I'm very close to graduating with a degree in cinema/screenwriting, yet I'm so unsure about my future. It's scary. Will I ever sell a script? I don't know. Are my scripts even worthy of selling? That's an even scarier question to ask myself. This is becoming my reality.
I know format, I know story, and I'm at least of average intelligence. And dammit I don't plan on throwing in the towel even though the odds of succeeding are like winning the lottery. I refuse to go down without some sort of fight. Lots of heartbreak in my future, but I accept.