I had a goal in mind for the day. Finish two writing assignments that were due the next day. I hunkered down, had House of Cards Season 3 in the background, and wrote. In the process Mike and I finished 10 episodes. We had seen two the night before. I would stare at my notes, at my research, then at the blank word document and it was at that moment I recalled how solitary the process of writing is. Eventually I completed the writing assignments and Mike and I finished season 3 of House of Cards.
This process reminded me of my goal for 2015 is to complete a writing project I have been thinking about since October of last year. The ideas are outlined, but I have fallen into the realm of distraction that allows me to ignore it. Disney Tsum Tsum, 3s, Monument Valley. Games that kill time. Or tv shows like Fresh Off The Boat, Empire, and anything on the Bravo schedule.
On Thursday I got to participate in Family Reunion, a storytelling show. I performed or read anything in front if an audience for a while. The space was inviting and I felt truly honored to share the stage with these storytellers.
I absolutely adore the fact that she also falls into to the twitter trap. I mostly ignored my twitter and it was a hub for my cross postings on Instagram and tumblr, but recently I've started to try and workshop jokes and random observations. The medium provides an easy distraction from the larger writing goal.
Also in my imagination we are destined to become bffs and she'll mentor me about writing. And seriously if she finds this post I swear I'm not that much of a weirdo. I believe Jenny Yang can vouch for me. But in all honesty I think the Family Reunion show came at the right moment. Hearing her story was the random, kick in the pants reminder to work on my shit.
Here's to more words and more stories.