This blog is dedicated to Danielle Lescure. Thank you for inspiring me!
When I started this blog, it was with the goal of posting something 2-3 times a week. This is partially because I have a lot to say (hah!), partially because I feel if I don’t post blogs on a regular basis, people will lose interest and stop reading, and partially because I’m a stubborn perfectionist and if I set a goal, well, by god, I’m going to do it.
Well, the last couple weeks, I’ve been struggling to get one post up a week, and feeling really guilty about it. I’ve had a lot on my plate: logistics for P L.A.Y Noir have been more time consuming than I could have imagined and I’d been feeling bogged down with casting (see last week’s post), coordinating schedules, and various other pre-production things. In addition to the show, and work, James and I have also been caring for our sick and aging dog, who no longer likes to sleep through the night, and as a result, we don’t sleep through the night either.
So, I’m feeling stressed out, sleep-deprived, cranky, and missing the one outlet that always makes me feel better: putting pen to paper (or in this case, fingers to keyboard). This blog isn’t well thought out, it’s not carefully crafted, and it’s kind of whiny, but here it is: I needed to take a break from all of the other garbage to sit down and just write something.
If I may leave you with any wisdom in the midst of something that is admittedly self-indulgent and hastily thrown together, here is what I think it is:
No matter how busy or stressed out you are, make time to do things you enjoy. It’s far too easy to buy into the idea that you don’t have time. Truth be told, there’s never going to be enough time. You’ll always have something else to do: some work, some responsibility, something you should be doing. So take breaks (schedule them on the damn calendar if you have to) and don’t feel guilty about them. The work will be there when you return, and you’ll return refreshed and with a better perspective.
I spent 20 minutes writing this, and it’s 20 minutes I should have been spending doing something else. Oh well. Nobody died, and I already feel better.
Until next time, friends.