Howdy Y'all,
A little history, I moved to Los Angeles, hat in hand, three years ago with only a finished screenplay(CopThriller/Action) in my screenwriting arsenal. I read the books, I sent out the query letters to fifteen different agencies and I waited 9 months for the returns to stop coming. The responses were of three types. 1. "LIT DEPT CLOSED" most of them or 2. "Not at this time." I got three of those and then 3. Nothing, no return envelope, no response, nada, zilch.
Okay, undaunted I got a job in the entertainment industry. I've been an extra on over 100 television shows and over 25 movies.
I also kept writing, bringing my total of pieces to 3 full length Action/Adventure screenplays and two television episodes(Family Guy and The Shield, more for resume than submitting, the books say to write spec scripts of current shows).
I even wrote a short script, fifteen pages which I donated free-of-charge to a college student for his student film. Don't know what happened with all that though, he stopped calling.
I published 3 poems and 3 short stories in lit zines to up my credentials too.
So three years later, failed connection after failed connection, I go again to submit query letters to agents, this time sending out 30. I got a Hollywood Ross Report and submitted to most all the LA agents who accept screenwriters. I let them know in my query a little about me and a little about my work, highlighting my newest screenplay, 23 Hour War. I send the letters off. The first returned within one week marked "Literary Department Closed."
The rest....no word, no nothing. Six months, 30 letters and nothing. Now I know what you're thinking, "Oh he must have spelled very poorly in his query letter or shown a marked disregard for grammar." Nope and Nope. I even had friends proofread my queries, and not only that but I am published, I do know my way around grammar when I need to.
Maybe you think I didn't include a SASE, I did with TWO stamps a piece just incase they raised the postage. I live in Hollywood, half the letters were addressed in my very own zip code.
Now I've run out of the savings I came out here with. You can't really make a living being an extra. I am beginning to accrue debt and debase my credit. I always told myself "3 years, if you can't make it happen for you then pack up and go home."
Three years later though and not a single damned person out here has so much as read a single one of my screenplays. No one's asked to read them, or even to send out a god damned treatment. I have so many treatments written for the same god damned scripts hoping someone, anyone out here will just so much as give me a chance...but they haven't.
I can handle it if my work sucks. I can handle it if I'm just not a good writer, or don't write good screenplays or even if I just don't pitch projects well. But this..........can I go home like this? Without a single agent ever so much as asking for a treatment or synopsis or script...NOT ONE.
I've wasted my youth, the last three years of my life, all my money...what the hell am I doing wrong???
-Gromhard on the Sunset Strip
A little history, I moved to Los Angeles, hat in hand, three years ago with only a finished screenplay(CopThriller/Action) in my screenwriting arsenal. I read the books, I sent out the query letters to fifteen different agencies and I waited 9 months for the returns to stop coming. The responses were of three types. 1. "LIT DEPT CLOSED" most of them or 2. "Not at this time." I got three of those and then 3. Nothing, no return envelope, no response, nada, zilch.
Okay, undaunted I got a job in the entertainment industry. I've been an extra on over 100 television shows and over 25 movies.
I also kept writing, bringing my total of pieces to 3 full length Action/Adventure screenplays and two television episodes(Family Guy and The Shield, more for resume than submitting, the books say to write spec scripts of current shows).
I even wrote a short script, fifteen pages which I donated free-of-charge to a college student for his student film. Don't know what happened with all that though, he stopped calling.
I published 3 poems and 3 short stories in lit zines to up my credentials too.
So three years later, failed connection after failed connection, I go again to submit query letters to agents, this time sending out 30. I got a Hollywood Ross Report and submitted to most all the LA agents who accept screenwriters. I let them know in my query a little about me and a little about my work, highlighting my newest screenplay, 23 Hour War. I send the letters off. The first returned within one week marked "Literary Department Closed."
The rest....no word, no nothing. Six months, 30 letters and nothing. Now I know what you're thinking, "Oh he must have spelled very poorly in his query letter or shown a marked disregard for grammar." Nope and Nope. I even had friends proofread my queries, and not only that but I am published, I do know my way around grammar when I need to.
Maybe you think I didn't include a SASE, I did with TWO stamps a piece just incase they raised the postage. I live in Hollywood, half the letters were addressed in my very own zip code.
Now I've run out of the savings I came out here with. You can't really make a living being an extra. I am beginning to accrue debt and debase my credit. I always told myself "3 years, if you can't make it happen for you then pack up and go home."
Three years later though and not a single damned person out here has so much as read a single one of my screenplays. No one's asked to read them, or even to send out a god damned treatment. I have so many treatments written for the same god damned scripts hoping someone, anyone out here will just so much as give me a chance...but they haven't.
I can handle it if my work sucks. I can handle it if I'm just not a good writer, or don't write good screenplays or even if I just don't pitch projects well. But this..........can I go home like this? Without a single agent ever so much as asking for a treatment or synopsis or script...NOT ONE.
I've wasted my youth, the last three years of my life, all my money...what the hell am I doing wrong???
-Gromhard on the Sunset Strip