I truly abhor the process of having to search high and low for money to get this show packaged. I truly do. These are not the words of a scammer, a hustler, or a con artist. They are the words of a frustrated, serious Artist who happens to hate money with a passion, and who prefers not to ever have to even think about it. I do not live in a world of financial gains and losses. I live in a world of Music, Art, and Writing — and whatever gains and losses there may be — well, they basically come with the territory.
So hopefully what I just wrote on my Proposal Page will be written for the last time. I’m bright enough to be able to discern that every time I make this pitch, I sound a bit more desperate. But it’s like I said earlier, I feel like I’m racing against Alzheimer’s trying to get this show on the road. I understand that $700 is a considerable chunk of change in just about anybody’s world, but if I could at least get something toward this venture, my spirits would sure lighten about the whole thing.
Otherwise, there are still positive signs of impending progress. I heard from the lady at the University, who approved of my detailed character descriptions and suggested I also make flyers. I found a zealous young fellow with a degree in Marketing who wants to help me with the flyers and other such details. So maybe he can make monetary proposals that sound a wee bit more professional than the super-honest gush of laying my heart on the table that you will read on my Proposal Page.
But that gush is me – at the moment anyway – and I’m not about to change it. I just want it to be over. I want to get the money for the singers and the overall package, and get this damn show on the road.
Like I said, all other systems are go. The workshop will probably begin within the next two weeks, with or without singing. It will be a bit of a stretch trying to figure out what to do during all of the musical numbers, but you know, where there’s a will, there’s a way. And God has a Will. And a Way.
Problem with God is, he just doesn’t sign checks.
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