“It is not enough to have a good mind; the main thing is to use it well.” – Rene Descartes
Watching the Boston Beaner gets me wondering if God is a frustrated spectator pleading to me to stop pacing around the mound, flipping the rosin bag, and shaking off my catcher in favor of actually doing what I’m supposed to do. Flawed metaphor and discrepant personification of my creator aside, I do think it’s time to pitch.
I just don’t know where to pitch. My recent efforts to attract attention from LA agents and managers have proved fruitless. Reading quotes from a couple agents in Chad Gervich’s excellent book, Small Screen, Big Picture, I am no longer surprised by the wallish reception to my cordial outreach. Essentially, those poled for the book acknowledged that querying agents or managers is a waste of time. The consensus recommendation is to simply let your work speak for itself.
So I will continue to work. We continue to exercise our minds, but as Mr. Descartes eloquently coined nearly 400 years ago, building our minds up does little unless we apply that knowledge.
The path to success in this vainglorious club is nebulous. The only thing of which I am sure is that it takes hard work and a consistent counterstrike to the attacks of the procrastination enemy. No more lingering on the mound - one way or another I need to hurl some pitches up there and see if I strike out or hit a homerun.
And there… the metaphor officially fizzled.