Today is an important date. The first day that I have decided to raise more than $ 1 million through crowdfunding to shoot my next film, This Mortal Coil. How am I going to do it and with whose help? At the moment I do not have a single clue.
What's against me? Well for a start, the amount I'm looking at is staggering over the top, given that a miracle crowdfunding campaign reaches around $150,000. So am I stretching myself way beyond realistic expectations? Probably. But what do I have to fear? Ridicule, public humiliation? There are no challenges that begin without this possibility. Whoever sticks his or her neck out runs the risk to have it chopped off.
To my credit, I have my own antecedents on my sides. Against all expectations, I have achieved impossible tasks in the past, and when I see who I have become from the places where I started, trust me, a part of me believes in miracles. Concrete example? Well, for a start, I was a school dropout. Never attended high school in my life. I put myself through college and still graduated summa cum laude. Today, I write in English, and I'm a published writer. When I was twenty, I couldn't speak a word of English. Okay, so I'm not here to blow my own trumpet, but given this perspective, this fundraising challenge does not feel that outrageous in terms of impossibility. If I fail . . ., it will be because people have failed to hear me, or I failed rather to reach them. Therefore I will just be another anonymous tree crashing in the forest of multitude, away from anyone's attention. I will be pretty much standing where I am standing today with this project, which is nowhere and very close to the ground, where my feet rest. Harm would be minimal.
One thing is certain however. Having all this self-drive and confidence to fuel myself are not enough. A personal achievement versus a social one is a different kind animal. Another way of saying, there is no way on earth, I could achieve my goal without your help.
Let me ponder overnight how I am going to get you involved in participating in this project.
What's against me? Well for a start, the amount I'm looking at is staggering over the top, given that a miracle crowdfunding campaign reaches around $150,000. So am I stretching myself way beyond realistic expectations? Probably. But what do I have to fear? Ridicule, public humiliation? There are no challenges that begin without this possibility. Whoever sticks his or her neck out runs the risk to have it chopped off.
To my credit, I have my own antecedents on my sides. Against all expectations, I have achieved impossible tasks in the past, and when I see who I have become from the places where I started, trust me, a part of me believes in miracles. Concrete example? Well, for a start, I was a school dropout. Never attended high school in my life. I put myself through college and still graduated summa cum laude. Today, I write in English, and I'm a published writer. When I was twenty, I couldn't speak a word of English. Okay, so I'm not here to blow my own trumpet, but given this perspective, this fundraising challenge does not feel that outrageous in terms of impossibility. If I fail . . ., it will be because people have failed to hear me, or I failed rather to reach them. Therefore I will just be another anonymous tree crashing in the forest of multitude, away from anyone's attention. I will be pretty much standing where I am standing today with this project, which is nowhere and very close to the ground, where my feet rest. Harm would be minimal.
One thing is certain however. Having all this self-drive and confidence to fuel myself are not enough. A personal achievement versus a social one is a different kind animal. Another way of saying, there is no way on earth, I could achieve my goal without your help.
Let me ponder overnight how I am going to get you involved in participating in this project.
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