I have a magic foot aiding this entry tonight. It comes to me courtesy of the Coco.

I haven’t really posted about this yet on my social media’s because I suppose I just don’t feel quite ready to push it yet…but Josh and I are doing regular podcasts now about the creative life for our Patreon supporters, and we got some truly amazing feedback today about it from one of our listeners.

It was an episode about Comparisonitis, and this individual shared with us that they feel the pain of that quite often when interacting with their own creativity…and it helped them to hear some fellow creative-types say out loud that we deal with it, too.

And, I do. I really do.

Lately, a lot, I think. And the advice to “never compare yourself to other people” has always rang false to me. See, I get a lot of inspiration by looking at other people’s success stories, and tactics, and hacks. But, then again, oftentimes it turns toxic and pushes me down instead of lifting me up.

So…what do I do with that? How to wield a sword that cuts both ways?

Well, that’s the question at the heart of our podcast. It’s called the “Cutting Room Floor,” and it’s exclusive for our Patreon supporters…if you feel like going and checking it out. Our first goal is to raise $30.00 a month. That will pay the licensing fee for our theme song.

Baby steps.

Patreon.com/filmschool

It feels really, really good to not only share some of the things that I’ve learned over the past 13 years of figuring out what it means to be a professional creative person (actor, DJ, TV writer, author…I’ve worn many hats, as I bet a LOT of us have)..and it also feels good to just sit down and talk about some topics that I DON’T have all the answers for. We do that, too, together, and it makes me feel better. More grounded. Healthier.

I finished my Story Grid Editor Certification materials today. Well, not finished, as in I’m sending them off…but close. Very close. I’m going to do some formatting and editing and then a final proofread…and then they go off next week.

Hopefully they’re well-received.

Night, all.