Myth of the Good Year

More than once this year, I've had someone say some variation of:

"You've been having a good year, haven't you!"

No trace of sarcasm.

I realize these things are all spin, but it still seems odd. Not that I'm some buzz-killing pessimist, but I feel like it's been a fairly rocky year so far. Let's recap...

Writers Guild Strike dragged into the new year, which—aside from derailing my film project—forced me to slouch my way back to my old day job at Bear Stearns.

Shortly after the strike ended, Bear Stearns fell apart and I had to go on unemployment while waiting for the film career to pick up again.

I didn't manage to get the automatic greenlight that I was expecting to get in September.

Now we're heartbeats away from Thanksgiving and all I've got is uncertainty. And that cautiously-optimistic blather that I lay on for anyone who prods me into a conversation about my various film projects.

The only genuinely good thing I've got right now is The Girl. That's not insignificant, but a sweet girlfriend doesn't necessarily cancel out all the other stuff! I've got way too much uncertainty in my immediate future for me to feel cheerful, let alone boastful, about this year.

Still... one thing that does make things better...

LIVE PUPPIES!!!