Say What?

From my most recent trip to NYC. Ladder 10 in the Engine 10 bay (if you saw how the street looked you would understand)

So this week has been interesting to say the least.

It really started Tuesday when I got a call back about a job I had been interviewing for. It was actually a job that I really really want. I mean it would have been life changing. I mean it would have afforded me the opportunity to not only get some job satisfaction but also work with some of the coolest, most cutting edge minds in Cleveland. The call back was not what I wanted to hear. I was the first runner-up. What does that mean? Ask Miss New York from Miss America 2012. I am sure she'll say it was an honor to be there and she came so far, but in reality she is probably going to go home and eat her feelings. Surprising what you find at the bottom of a gallon of ice cream.

So what did I do? I ate my feelings and all the while my mom kept telling me, there is something better, there is something better. It is hard to tell yourself that honestly as many times as I have. But her words seemed prophetic once again.

In my disappointment from my phone call I decided to write a treatment for a book idea I've had rattling around in my head for two years. I wrote out the idea, the whole thing, on a macro level. I mean on paper it is a great idea. I shot it off to a literary agent in the mythical land of New York City and low and behold, I got a response. It was a short three line response.

"Sweet idea. Make it happen. Call me when you're done."

What? Call me when you're done? What does that mean? So I did what any other unemployed, trying to make something happen guy would do. Figure out how to make it happen.

So I went to my wife and told her this big idea. Instead of laughing in my face and saying, "Dream on dude." she did something all the more intriguing. "So how do we do this?"

Say what? I was expecting her to talk me out of it honestly. Don't do it. Too risky. Too much time away from my family. You know all the things your wife is supposed to say. Well she didn't and as a matter of fact she said, "How much money is it going to take and where are we going to get it?"

A very valid question. But before we get ahead of ourselves I needed to shoot off some e-mails to some other folks who I would NEED to have on board in order to help me get this whole thing done. More of a logistical piece than anything, but also creatively they are wonder kids. So I shot off an email to them, expecting a 'don't do it' response. I got a much different email back, they were into it too and were able to show me a few barriers I would have never thought about. What's better; they have ideas on how to get through them, or at least they are going to try.

The wheels are in motion, even if it is just a little bit.

My mother said, there is something better. If this is it, sweet. If it isn't hell at least I had one hell of a week. Of course this could all change when I meet with the folks we are leasing our house from. Hopefully that is a good meeting. I am sure it will be, they are cool folks.