10:41 pm
Watched confessions of a shopaholic. Was better than I thought. Had read the book and LOVED it. Of course the movie was different. But while watching it, it made me want to write screenplays. Or at least write romantic comedies again. Like it was calling out to me - write. Write. I think as I close the doors on web design and “making” money (and all the pressures associated with that), I’m starting to open up to NEW possibilities (or I should say OLD renewed possibilities). I’m starting to feel renewed hope and optimism. I am starting to see where writing can take me (even if it never gets published). It’s starting to feel REAL again. Something it hasn’t felt in a long long time. And it’s making me want to put it out there again, take risks, take changes, DO something meaningful with my life. And maybe for me, meaningful isn’t the typical 9 to 5. I keep thinking that maybe it is - like I should force myself to conform, to fit in, to be like everyone else - but really is that what’s best for me? Is that what’s best for everyone?
So I’m excited again. For the first time in a very long time I’m actually excited!! And it feels good.
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