So, first of all…thank you to everyone who sent me well-wishes today for my birthday. I mean it. THANK YOU. And thank you, too, to Facebook. I realize that’s a really weird, on-the-face-of-it stupid thing to say…but just think about what Facebook actually does every day, or every year on a personal level, to help us celebrate our birthdays and help us feel loved. Someone actually had that idea a few years ago, wrote it down, pitched it to a room of coders and they decided to throw money behind it. I mean, 10x more people wished me a happy birthday today than would have in the course of everyday life, and that’s amazing. It’s amazing to hear from people you haven’t seen in a while who would otherwise have no idea today was my birthday. I love it each year. It’s the best of social media.
I worked today 😛 What else is new? But it was a GREAT work day. A great work day. I got more done than I’d hoped for. If I can pull another badass work day tomorrow…well, I’ll be set.
Kerry and Andrew are in the living room right now watching Mr. Robot. They’ve just recently discovered it…and although the Ho and I watched the pilot last year and LOVED it, they’re actually further along in the show than we are 😛 It’s definitely one that needs to go on the list.
I friggin love binge-watching shows. So for reals. The first was Battlestar Galactica for the Ho and I…I think that was…2009? Yes. It was the summer of 2009. I remember that because we were watching it in the summer that it had gone off the air, and it went off the air in March of ’09. After that we watched Lost, which caught us up for the last…two seasons, I think? Those two were the first shows I’d ever binge-watched, the first I’d ever binge watched with someone else…and it was heaven. We’d sit down together at night swearing we’d only watched one episode, maybe two, after all we both had work the next day, and then there’d be the Cliffiest Cliff-Hanger that ever McCliffed and we’d each look at each other and decide “okay, one more!”
We had that same experience this summer watching Stranger Things. It’s fucking magic. It will be something that defines our era of entertainment, mark my words.
Anyway…I’m another year older. This time last year I was working my ass off…nothing has changed, really. Trying to save as much as I can. I told Liz that I’ve been thinking a lot lately about WHEN I want to make the leap from working three jobs to working ONE full time, which is writing, and ONE other job part time…I don’t know what the answer to that question is, but because I’ve really decided to focus on novel writing, that decision is squarely on my own shoulders. I don’t have to wait for anyone else to make that decision; it’s all up to me.
There are A LOT of things I’m starting realizing that I need to do to get where I want to go in the land of writing for a living. I need to WRITE more, I need to practice, I need to social media, I need to read, I need to network…all that shit requires TIME, guys, and I’m having a really, really hard time lately packing everything into my schedule that I want to. I *literally* (stressing that for all my homies out there who love it when I use that word) don’t have enough hours in the day to get done what I need/want to get done…and that very simply means that I’m trying to do too much.
S0. When is the day that I make the leap and actually put FULL time into writing?
I don’t know. Yet. But I’m thinking about it.
That’s all I got tonight. I remember last year I was almost having panic attacks around my birthday because I was trying to decide whether I wanted to screen-write or novel-write. I don’t feel that this year. I feel more calm and determined. Still stalled in some areas…like the “networking” side of things…but I have faith.
Faith of the fart.
Speaking of farts…it’s time for me to join the Ho in the slumber cave which has NEW SHEETS. New sheets for the first time in probably four years. I know! I know.
Night, and thank you again to everyone who shared their love with me today. It means more to me than I could ever express in a fucking blog post. I love you all.
Ps – this artwork for…season 3 of Battlestar, I think? Well it made me think about how much it really means to create a masterpiece; which is to say it means everything. Ronald D. Moore doesn’t NEED to make anything else, he made Battlestar. It’s one of the most incredible pieces of entertainment in fucking history as far as I’m concerned, and I know I’m not alone in that. Ron, if you ever read this: thank you. It was a work of goddamned genius and you will always have that. Greatness speaks for itself and it lasts forever. THAT’s the meaning of a masterpiece…may we all bring one to life ourselves. I’m working on it…