I am looking forward to going to bed with views like this:
That's just too perfect for words.
I finally finished something today, first completed bit of writing since school got out. I mean, it was only a coverage sample, and it badly needs to be re-written, but I did it. So excuse me for finally feeling okay. I've been freaking out and unable/unwilling to write lately, I guess I'm just a little scared of failure... But who isn't?
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Friday, January 14, 2011
"You love me so much, you want to put me in your pocket, And I should die there smothered" - D.H. Lawrence
I'm scared of failure. What if I can't do everything I imagine I'm able to? What if I don't have the guts to fail 50 times in order to succeed once?
Or is it just the fact that I'm looking at the mountain I have to climb from a distance, instead of being at it's base prepared to take it one step at a time? Once I get there, I know I'll be fine. It's the anticipation that's killing me. :-/
Or is it just the fact that I'm looking at the mountain I have to climb from a distance, instead of being at it's base prepared to take it one step at a time? Once I get there, I know I'll be fine. It's the anticipation that's killing me. :-/
Thursday, January 13, 2011
It takes courage to grow up and turn out to be who you really are.--e.e. cummings
One thing I've learned so far searching for a place to live in LA, is that people who place adds on Craigslist aren't really the grammar types. This isn't to say that punctuation is my forte, but I at least know how to spell-check. Do you really think people want some of what you're selling if you can't even be bothered to place a nice add?
Either way, I'm more than a little nervous about finding a place in LA. Granted, it'll probably be easier once I'm down there... Here's another snag. Before I went off to Canada to spend a year at film school in Vancouver, I sold my car. You can't not have a car in LA, so chalk up yet another ridiculous expense.
I'm really looking forward to getting to LA. It was nice to take a break out here in the middle of nowhere surrounded by nothing but snow and orchards, but I'm ready to get back in the middle of a metropolis. I miss my 33's. It's not the same without having a huge hoard of people to hang out with everyday. Hopefully I can join a new posse when I get to LaLa land, but until then I'll stay hidden.
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