Listen, I’m open, people. I love new ideas and get extremely excited about the possibility of working on all sorts of new and enticing projects with passionate people.
But I’m at a point in my career (and life) where I don’t have time for empty promises. I don’t dislike people who make them, because I know most empty promises are not made by people who realize they’re empty. And many times, they may not be.
But a whole lot of times, they are.
My point is simply this: Let’s be reasonable with each other people. If you’re going to ask me to take a meeting with you, and you pick the date, place, time and venue and are pitching your idea to me, I need to see some goodies that I get out of it before I’m enticed. That’s not because I’m selfish or an asshole. That’s because I’m busy and it’s human nature.
I’ll probably love your idea. I love most ideas because I’m just generally a fan of ideas.
But if you don’t have anything in place- no structures, no commitments, no tangible way of making the idea into a reality or not even a blueprint for how to get started- why should I care?
Again, not because I don’t care about you… but because I’m busy and have lots of ideas of my own. Because we’re human. And we need to know how something will serve us and make us as individuals better or more fulfilled. Otherwise, I’ll feel like you’re wasting my time. And I don’t have the luxury of time to waste.
So if you want someone to be as excited as you are by your project, actually show them something what they’ll get out of it. Show them what you’ve done, what you’ve already got in place to make this idea a reality, or show them your enthusiasm for having them on board and why it’ll be so good for everyone involved.
And for god sakes, pay for their coffee/meal/drink. If they’re giving you time to listen to your idea, have the courtesy to show them that small respect for their time.
Otherwise, they’ll walk away and be like, “Cool. That was an idea someone else had about a project they’re obviously really excited about and I don’t know why I should be too and not sure why I left work and drove 45 minutes to pay for my own lunch and listen to someone else’s idea and don’t know why I should be involved at all.”
Believe me. I know from experience.
This is the weird unintended motivation boost I get from the creatives in Los Angeles, NYC and Chicago, (a good deal the reason I find every bit of it so fascinating.) I’m just struggling to get a job on the rail road or at the Ford or GM plants out here, which is a pain in the ass, but not the continuous and very indefinite challenges and uncertainty 99.999% of actors and writers face that many likely will forever… I actually wish I was really wired to care about anything that much. Maybe I would actually go to college, and have a clue what the heck the heck it is I’d want to study.
Insert generic platitude in the vain of “keep on truckin’ ” here __