Do.

Just checking in to let you all know I’ll be podcasting tomorrow at lunch about what’s working, and a lesson in passing on art through the generations.

However, as I wait for a few clips to download from my cloud, I look back on today with pride as a great example of what I haven’t been doing in recent years: Today was a day of effort and productivity, even if I don’t see it right now.

  • Made it through work today. Will go back to my priority list and solve some problems and paperwork. I will do better tomorrow.
  • Spent some time coloring with my son tonight, and he has chosen to keep my red pen as his own. I am proud.
  • Made time to read.
  • Made time to journal.
  • Recorded with Madd and edited this week’s great episode of Our Kid’s Asleep about Disney Plus and Schitt’s Creek.

I’m making a point of not staying up late more than once a week, if necessary. This is my freebie night, I can do some video editing on my latest collaboration with Wyoming Dance Arts and call it a night. There is more time to be found. Just do.

Be well this week, and I’ll post soon.

Much love,

j

Mystery Project, coming soon.

Less is More (and a rescued novel idea!)

The last two weeks I’ve been working on outlining the children’s play, and after some discussion, I’m ready to hash out the working draft so the director can have a strong starting point. It’s going to be a blast and a rush to get it done ASAP!

Yes, Nanowrimo is halfway over. This month, my hope was to work on a playwriting project I’ve been musing on for a few years. As I’ve been outlining this children’s play to finish in the next few days, some characters I had almost forgotten came to see me in the form of a song. These were young folks that came to me in a dream and became a story idea for a novel tentatively titled, Ethersong.

My son and I had a Gorillaz concert playing on Youtube while we were hanging out this weekend, and they started performing a song of theirs I hadn’t heard before: Souk Eye. Suddenly, a switch flicked me back on! I have a deep deep fascination for mood and tone, and music has been the flickering light that guides me into the proper paths of a terrain before dawn. Years ago, I had written the beginning, lightly outlined my way to the middle and to a solid ending, only to find I had no idea how I felt about the whole thing. I was unsure of my relationship with these characters and how their world would be presented. I was uncertain of the execution. I notice my uncertainty comes strictly from being rusty at writing. I’ve been out of it for a long time. And so I sought out the song and listened to it at least twenty times in the last 24 hours. Sweet percussion, melancholy, an aching incompleteness. What the Portuguese have gloriously named Saudade. The profound longing.

While I don’t know that I will be able to finish it during Nanowrimo, I’m committing to make this the next big project I work on moving forward. I recorded a podcast episode for Creative Drive confessing much of my shortcomings in recent years, and the excuses I have made for my lack of passion for life. I’ll probably share it this coming week. Suffice it to say at this time, there is no reason to withhold that which brings you complete joy. It’s unreasonable to create work that brings no value to your life and does not fuel your purpose in life. I am finally starting at square one. I am falling face first into my passion again, and it feels wonderful. Keep making art, no matter where you are, no matter what your station in life is. Much love,

j

CD15 – My Nightmare Came True: Mah Cat Barfed Everything.

My cats seriously brought on the banter today, throwing up and tumbling over chairs as I tried to discuss how we can get an outline done if we only overcome fear. This is what I get for recording at lunch time. Hope you had a Happy Halloween!!!

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The Creative Drive Podcast is back. Let’s go!

Hi folks,

It’s been quite a few months since I’ve been at this solo podcasting thing. Here’s a vibrant moment of clarity about why things don’t pan out, and what the gameplan is moving forward with this creative life of writing and recording. All good things!.

Much love,

j