Greedlancer Standing On Guard for Thee!
It's quarter to three. There's no one in the place except...whoops..wrong song.

I'm up late (I'm a morning person by nature...yes, we are an obnoxious bunch) because I'm working on a bid for a contract for the Canadian Department of National Defense.


Yup, my friends Mo and David are bidding on a contract to supply DND with recruitment videos for their websites and to send off as DVD's to high school guidance departments.

Why am I doing this?

Because I'm a freelancer...or as my friend Dvora calls us, GREEDLANCERS. I just don't seem to say 'no' to any freelance writing gig if there is money attached to it.

I am kicking myself a bit because Draft Number One would have required Cecil "Frackin" B. DeMille and a cast of thousands. I've eliminated the building of the pyramids and sadly David's chance to fly with the Snowbirds (DON'T BLAME ME, your wife deep-sixed it!)

I'm also used to either directing what I write, like "The Dark Show" where I have a pretty good idea how I want to shoot something, or I'm trying to trick a director into shooting something the way I want by creating the right mood and letting him/her have the brain-wave about how they'd like to shoot it. (Directors hate it when writers give instructions on how to shoot something!)

This A/V stuff is something else. It all has to be spelled out. So I now know WAY too much about how the CF Postal Unit works. Although I never did figure out the correct name for this little hammer they use to bang stamps onto envelopes.