I was talking with my therapist this past weekend about the rollercoaster that I’m on right now. It goes up, and it goes down. It’s the ride I take whenever I have too much on my plate, which is the case right now. Has been for much of this year, in fact!
But…that’s coming to an end. Soon. Ish. In a couple weeks, actually, things will be much better. My book will be out, the conference will be over (and hopefully a smashing success), and this project Liz and I have been working on for these many months will have drawn to a close.
Oh, man AND the Film School podcast will be wrapping up the AFI’s Top 100. We are three movies away (to watch — not quite that close yet in terms of what’s actually released on the feed). THREE. MOVIES. Insanity.
From there…it will be a race to the end of the year. The holidays. Take a break. Reset. Attack next year.
I’d love to write this second book before then. Need to get my shit together to do it, though. Wish. Me. LUCK.
And tomorrow. I need luck tomorrow, you guys. I wanted to rock my rewrites and edits today on my book and finish the damn thing. I did not. Not even close. Resistance got the better of me today. It’s intimidating to do these rewrites. It means things are DONE. Fixed. BETTER. Man, resistance ate me alive today. But, I got in some work here at the very end of the day, I STARTED what it is I need to finish, and I listened to some good music. I ended well. Need to get up time tomorrow and begin well. Rock my day.
Night.