So, after two years of highs and lows, angst and anger, accomplishment and agony, in two days I’ll presenting my final project at the University of South Florida. If all goes well, I walk off into the abyss with my master’s degree.
I’ve devoted much of the past few months to a documentary, which I’ve titled, “Book Whore.” It concerns everything authors go through in the name of promoting and, hopefully, selling product. Without counting, I probably interviewed about 40 people. I roamed bookstores, stalked out fellow authors, darted up and down the Los Angeles Times Festival of Books. It was a unique exercise in self analysis and discovery; one I consider to be very worthy.
Now, is a master’s degree worthy? I think that is yet to be determined. I’ve learned a good amount about technology. My attitude has often sucked. I’ve felt overwhelmed and, at times, overqualified. Then, moments later, dumb and uninformed. It’s a whirlwind. The goal, ultimately, is to land a full-time teaching gig at a college or university. In journalism, those are hard to find sans PhD, impossible to find without a master’s. Even if, like me or a million other journalists, we’ve been in the business for decades. I’ve adjuncted at three colleges; I’ve written six (almost seven) books; I’ve been at magazines and newspapers. But without that degree … well, yeah.
I digress. This project is a labor of love, and I’ll release it here, on jeffpearlman.com, in a couple of weeks. In the meantime, I offer the above trailer, featuring a bunch of really delightful people and the music of my creative soul brother, MC White Owl.
Hope you dig it.
PS: The trailer features, among others, my daughter Casey, the actor Matthew Laurance, ESPN Richmond radio supernova Greg Burton and my soon-to-be brother-in-law, Chris Berman. Fun shit.