This blog is different that my other blogs. This is less about criticism and snark and more about being honest and thoughtful. This does not mean I will not snark or make random pop culture musings. I can’t help myself if I think Spoon’s new album is an early contender for the number one spot on my 2010 list.
No, this is about me trying to remember that writing is what I love and adore, less than my kids, more than the rest of my life. This is me trying to write something- anything- every day of my life. This is me speaking my mind when I need to and not being afraid.
I have two current projects on the go. One has been hanging around for a while. It’s known among a certain cross-section of my friends as “Clarity”, a one hundred and twenty page screenplay that I have been working on for a couple years. The outline actually dates back from my second, truncated year at college, where lack of support, a young baby, and serious clinical depression made me skip entire weeks of classes and I eventually was forced to leave by a barely above 1 GPA. I’ve been struggling with it because the person who read it, my beautiful friend Lori, passed away last year. Her notes are all over it, with sly jokes and things that only I, as one of her best friends, would understand. Hand written, with scribble marks contributed by her young son. It’s hard for me to look at it right now. The emotion is still so fresh.
The second one is a still in the germ stage- a pilot script. It’s a workplace dramedy that still needs to gel. I have about two notebooks filled with possible storylines and characters. My problem remains this- if I finish it, and I turn it over to someone, will it work? I’m paranoid about my work. It’s not good to be a struggling writer with an absolute fear of rejection. That way, you never hear no, but you never hear yes, either. I instead stare at my computer screen and laugh hysterically at my own jokes.
So Iwill come here to spew out the clutter I have on my brain and hope for the best.
