As a prospective wanderer in the creative industries, I probably shouldn’t begin with a post based on someone else’s work. Then again, I probably shouldn’t be considering doing what I’m considering doing.
I am a 21 year old unemployed ex-student who has a passion for something he didn’t study. It’s actually not that unusual for undergraduates to spend three years of their life devoted to something that by the end they really couldn’t care less about. Still, for most, it’s not an enviable position to be in. I am not most. I love it.
I don’t own a guitar, but I do know what Tom Dice was on about when he sung about his.
People always say, ‘Tom this has gone too far.’ I’m not afraid to chase my dreams, just me and my guitar.
Chasing dreams. Two years ago I didn’t have a dream. This was the first sign that warned me something was wrong. Ever since I was a kid I remember dreaming about my future… I wanted to be a waiter. I wanted to be a Formula 1 team manager. I wanted to be an investment banker. It was whilst pursuing this last career with a degree in Economics that I realised very suddenly that this was not what I wanted. I had no passion for it, and did not want to devote my life to money, be it mine or someone else’s. So after a swift manoevre into a mental position where nothing in my life was what I wanted, I discovered the emptiness that comes from not having a dream.
Over the winter I thought about what it was I wanted from life, and from a career. In January 2010 I reached a conclusion – passion over price. I would begin to prepare myself for a life in the television industry as opposed to one in finance. This kind of preparation is difficult when you are locked in to a degree relating to a life you might have had. Still, I knew that it was going to be tough getting into the TV circles, and I desperately needed experience. I didn’t get any.
I spent eighteen months not quitting my degree. On the plus side I took my final exam last Wednesday. My degree, the remnants of my past dreams and the turmoil that went with it, is all in the past. I am now ready to chase my dream. No contacts. No experience. Just me and my guitar. My metaphorical guitar.
Although I said at the start of this post that I love the position I’m in (which is true) I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have concerns. One of these concerns is the opportunities available for potential writers, producers, editors and such like to show the world what they are capable of. The TV industry is about who you know and what you’ve done, and it seems to be very difficult even for a media graduate to obtain sufficient experience without a roll of the dice. So what if we rolled our own dice?
I tend to have some far out, ambitious ideas sometimes, and this may be one of them. But it may not. I know that there are people like me wanting to prove themselves in TV and Film and not being able to. What if we proved ourselves together? What if we created something from scratch, just us, the people with potential. We can either fight each other for the ‘placements’ available or build something that at the very worst will be a personal achievement in our own history books. Anything is possible with the right people, we’ve just got to find each other.
I’m sure that I’ll find my way, ‘cause I’m not afraid to try.
No Tom. Neither am I.