A little responsability

So anyone whose anyone knows that Cannes is now fast approaching (I say that, but 6 months ago I couldn't even prononce Cannes let alone know that it was the location for one of the biggest film festivals in the world)! But it is, and although the tabloids are telling us that the credit crunch and swine flu panic will knock down the amount of flash parties etc I somewhat doubt that an erupting volcanoe in the centre of Cannes would stop a group of wealthy film buffs from having a damn good time. I have to say though it's not the type of festival that leaves me feeling sad that I won't (and probably never will) be included on the companies list of people attending. That said Edinburgh International Film Festival, known in the bizz as EIFF, has me wishing I could tag along. Not only is it in Edinburgh, a place I would give up my right arm to visit (which for a writer is a pretty bit deal to make) but because for me it has a bigger lure in terms of the atmosphere it creates and the types of films it shows, less art house more grit! (what more could a girl want)! And with a fab selection such as Big Things and Le Donk, who wouldn't want to see them on the big screen at the big festival!? I certianly would!
It becomes apparent more and more that in my job I am learning considerably every day, sometimes without even realising I am learning, I have been given a snippet more responsability, and it's nice, I am starting to relax, finally (it's only been 5 months after all) the problem with temping for so long is part of me can't seem to fully let go and realise that this is it, my first permanent job, it's not going to end in a months time (at least I bloody hope not) and despite all the politics that come with any job, I am enjoying it, I am finally working in the industry I love, I am meeting people that inspire me almost everyday and subsiquently I am writing again, the novel is being drip fed back to life and I have started a 'gritty' and stark screen play which is somewhat autobiographical and somewhat shocking (whether I will ever have the guts to do anything with something quite so personal time will tell?!) But the point is I feel inspired and alive, and no I don't want to be a receptionist forever but I am in the door, I don't know how many people applied for this post but I like to think I did damn well to get it and I want to prove that I can do more than this and I can work competently and with enthusiasm in this industry, why? Not because I want to run up the corporate ladder, filling my pockets as I go (although that would be nice) but because I feel at home, surrounded by my creative peers, great minds and great experience all around and I hope that I can now finally relax.