Quick musings on the start of my new job and what feels like a new year (because of how we’re socialized as children to see the school year to be a new year and even though I have’t been in school for a few years, it still feels that way…)
- I need to see a physiotherapist for my shoulder. For real. (but AFTER softball season’s over.)
- I’m getting pretty tired of administrative work. Can someone please pay me for my thoughts, and not my ability to print shit soon?
- It’s way better to take the streetcar at 7:30 AM than 8AM. That half hour makes an insanely stupid difference in TTC service.
- I miss working on Steven and Chris.
- I miss working with the people at PanAm.
- For two days, I feel like I’ve been in control of my schedule. Let’s see how long that lasts. (My guess, until the first JFL42 show I see.)
- I’m getting pretty sweet at editing our my podcast. Even though sometimes I have to splice together pieces that, for continuity’s sake, make no sense whatsoever. (Example: Let’s go bowling.)
- You should be on and listen to my podcast.
- I haven’t performed in like, 4 days. I both miss it, and am incredibly relieved to be doing other creative things that don’t involve hourlong train commutes.
- I went to the gym! #PointsMe
Thanks for indulging me.
If you’ve browsed elsewhere on this website apart from the front page, (or the article about the WWI brothel, which continues to get more hits than any other post,) you’ll know that my brother Nick and I have been working on a podcast over the past few weeks that deals with the ongoing struggles creative types face on their journey to accomplish their artistic goals.
This month’s episode is no exception as we delve further into overcoming rejection, navigating networking events and just getting it done!
Check it out:
If you like it, and you’re interested in sharing your creative struggles with us on an upcoming episode, feel free to write to us at firstname.lastname@example.org.
*** *Note: the books we referred to during this episode are:
Save the Cat!: The Last Book on Screenwriting You’ll Ever Need, by Blake Snyder
Elephant Bucks: An insider’s Guide to Writing TV Sitcoms, by Sheldon Bull
The Nerdist Way: How to Reach the Next Level (In Real Life), by Chris Hardwick
Nothing says “let’s start fresh this year,” like moving every single piece of your shit.
…Uhh… into a new apartment, not like, just reorganizing it, or moving everything you own one centimetre to the left, just to see if it messes with your chi.
This is how I’ve chosen to begin 2014. Well, like, the 4th. At midnight on January 1st itself, I was celebrating at a posh restaurant in Niagara-on-the-Lake with my sibs and that was fun. But I don’t have the bread to do that all the time, so as of now, I am situated in a tiny apartment on Bloor Street, down the street from things that matter to me, like one of the city’s best comedy venues, a subway station, and a Popeye’s Louisiana Chicken.
My hope for the year is that the proximity to downtown will motivate me to go out and perform more. Or to stay in and write more. Or to go out and write more. Or to just do more.
I’m hoping the long Mississauga and before that Etobicoke commute times are over, and with it will come more time to spend working on things I moved to Toronto for in the first place.
So here I am 2014, and I’m right inside Toronto’s bosom. Inspire me, you crackhead-run whore of a town. And please send over someone with big muscles to help me unpack.
(***Huge shout out for my bf, pops, bro & soon-to-be bro-in-law for getting me into this tiny little paradise.)