There’s a cupboard at the top of the stairs in my house which has been the holding bay for nearly every piece of junk since the day we moved in eight years ago. On Friday I spent a few hours attempting to make some kind of space in it and kick out a lot of old stuff we just didn;t need anymore. Not only did I find the 14 inch Sony TV that I originally bought for my bedroom in my parent’s house because I was sick of having to play video games in my sister’s room but I also found the folder full of rejection letters. Right after I finished college I seem to have spent a good eighteen months pestering various UK based production companies with whatever I had at the time. Back then, the rejections hurt and were another downer on a dream. Now, flicking back over them, I’m firstly astonished I had the balls to write straight off to some people and I’m secondly finding them hilarious in many cases. I plan to get my scanner going over the next few days (a quick experiment with my phone camera set to ‘document mode’ gave very blurred and unreadable results) and put them up on Howling In The Dark. Together, we’ll laugh at the folly of youth.
The responses from Pozzitive TV are a thing to behold for a start.