What Have I Done to Myself?

Musings on cellardoor From a Frantic Mind

'ello all...

So, it’s my third hour of staring at a blank page. “Write a blog” they said. “It can be about anything!” they said. (“Just don’t swear” they ‘suggested’. Repeatedly).

Well, It ain’t as easy as it looks let me tell you. And it certainly isn’t an easy format in which to convey my dazzling yet humble and approachable personality*. SO. In the interest of keeping this at least semi-tolerable for both me writing and you reading, I shall keep it relatively short and to topic.

CellarDoor. Well. What can I say? As I sit here,

even now, I am surrounded by it.

I have countless notes and sketches scattered on my floor around me. I have names, phone numbers, random dates and emails all pasted onto sticky notes on my walls. On that wall I have pictures and string, all leading to more pictures and string,- like some demented spider I flit across the room and weave my web of misguided theatrical endeavours...

2 years I've been doing this. What have I done to myself? Why do I keep doing it?

I think I must hate myself. But even so, as I look across at my team: – Akshay sprawled across our sofa (with his shoes on. Fucking Heathen**) eating last night’s left over rice crackers off of his stomach; Isaac furiously slamming his head into a keyboard, screaming and mumbling through the tears about how 'it won't be like this when he is in London'; and Hiranya, who switches between sewing a flag which she claimed would take 45 minutes but (5 months later) is still unfinished and chasing a laser pointer around the room like a cat - I can’t help but feeling a certain stirring in my stomach... What is this feeling you ask? Could it be excitement? Pride? No, no I can tell you it was in fact just a particularly rough moment of indigestion,- but seeing as we’re on the subject anyway – I suppose am in fact excited. And proud. Very much so in fact. I think back on all we have achieved so far, all the fantastically talented and kind people*** we have had the pleasure of working with and that is what I feel. I'm proud of us, and all we have achieved - and excited to see what we make next, cause University might (mostly) be over - but CellarDoor sure as hell ain't - and this rag tag talented bunch of people have new idea,- and y’know what? All the papers and pictures and string say it’s going to be a good one!

- teja

* DISCLAIMER: Any approach made to Teja Boocock is done so at own risk. It is not recommended you approach if you: A) Wish to engage in frivolous chit-chat. This is tedious for all parties and is best avoided. B) Do not have an appropriate offering (Funions/Diet Coke/Your First-Born)

C) Like, or in any way respect, the actor James Franco. I hate his face, and knowing you might not appropriately despise him is unsettling to me.

** I’m sorry, I tried. *** There are exceptions to this: namely Elysia. Sorry not Sorry.