There are 336 days until 1st August 2014.
When you say it like that, it doesn’t seem that far away, but to someone still coming down off the back of his Edinburgh run… it feels like forever.
Upon returning from Edinburgh I had made an effort to ensure I had no gigs booked. I was tired, upset, frustrated, annoyed, drained and didn’t feel funny. Then 20 minutes ago I got an email from our venue from this year thanking us for taking part and expressing an interest in having us back, in a bigger room.
I’ve slowly been kicking myself back into “drive” mode. But that was a real push.
So here’s the plan for Edinburgh 2014 (subject to changes):
First World Problems
I am going to apply to do First World Problems again. Same show, bigger room, a few days off. The material will be a bunch of sets loosely put together into a string of jokes rather than a “show”.
2nd unnamed show.
In my head, I see this being a 30-minute one-man show for me. This will be in an averagely small room. This is going to be a much more polished* and rehearsed show.
*I’ve been half joking about getting a tattoo of the words “Stop reading your hand” on my right hand.
In an industry where you have to set yourself targets I am going to need a motivator. Something bigger than just a blog post, it needs to be something that I can lose, something I care about.
Stickk is a website where you pledge X amount of money to an “anti-charity” (a place you do not support and would have no intention of giving any money). The idea is, if you do not meet your deadline, your money goes to fund something you do not want to have more funding. If you hit your target, you get your money back.
I am not going to use this particular site for person reasons, but I am going to find a way of raising £1,000 to do this for myself. If I have a show written and ready (by the standards I am going to outline in a later blog), I get the money back and have my accommodation sorted for next year. If I don’t, PETA, BNP or another stupid organisation that no one should ever give any money to.
It’s hard for me to find money a massively motivating factor. I like it, but not in a “I really wish I had loads of it” kinda way. Same problem with “things” or clothing. I rarely buy new clothes as I like the ones I have and don’t see the need for the clutter. The Fight Club mantra “the things you own, end up owning you” rings true in my head.
So the logic here is more: if I don’t have the show, I don’t need the money to go up north.
Now, lets draw a line under the last year and everything in it. I am off to book some gigs.