I think I've figured out part of why I'm having such trouble getting anything creative done in Lowell. And what it comes down to, ultimately, is noise. At bare minimum, the air conditioner is pretty much going 24/7... until I get frustrated enough to turn it off and drip with sweat for an hour or so (for some reason, my room is a solid ten degrees warmer than anywhere else in the house, and I cannot for the life of me figure out why). But then there's doors slamming, cars in and out, the phone going off because Sallie Mae thinks today will be the day I can suddenly afford to pay them. Better still, this house has no working locks inside, and the walls are paper-thin. It's a mess. It's not like I need total silence to get things done, but I've just been having trouble concentrating lately, and the little things have sort of stacked up.
At least things are happening, though. Hoping to hear back about a job offer today, as well as the status of my car. Last year, the engine seized up because I was an idiot when it came to oil changes. Looking like much of the same, we'll see what happens there. Big news on the horizon for The D-Pad that I'm not announcing just just yet, plus the gears are finally spinning for Shots to happen. And I may even have a real-person place to live this time next month, so thumbs up all around.
Actually, one of the bigger things going on is an audition. I'm recording a two-minute bit today to send in to... well I'm not entirely sure. Might be WEEI for all I know (which would be amazing). They're apparently looking for radio newscasters, so I have to record two minutes of weather and sports. Which is harder than it sounds, because it means I actually have to write out what I'm going to say, and make it sound... well, not stupid. Not a fan of hearing my own voice, you see (and yet I've been hosting and editing my own podcast for a year and a half now. whoops). I'm still writing it, so we'll see how that turns out. Fingers crossed!
Signing off,
rickie-d
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