First of all, I apologize for the lack of entries the last couple of days. I didn't have much to talk about except that my darling boyfriend fixed French onion soup for dinner. He has always been a big fan of French onion soup, but I had never had it before because I'm not a great big fan of onions. I love the flavor of onions, but I don't like to actually eat onions. At any rate, I forgot to take pictures of the stuff when it was finished in its cute little mugs with the cheese melted on top, and leftover French onion soup is just not very photogenic. Trust me.
My review? I would definitely like French onion soup better if someone would strain out the onions prior to serving it to me. It was good! I just have this "onion" thing. They don't taste bad. I just don't like to know I'm eating them! I don't know why, but with enough thought and reflection I could probably come up with a good psychological reason for this. Thankfully, I'm not that worried about it.
I spent a good portion of yesterday with a writer friend of mine! Okay, it is weird that I graduated in a class of about 30 people, and a very large group of us were extremely talented and creative people. (I didn't mean for that to sound as conceited as it does! Anyway....) There are three of us that I know for a fact are still writing on a consistent basis. The one I was hanging out with yesterday actually knows what she's doing and how to make money at it!
At any rate, we did a lot of talking about the guys in our lives, and our families, reminiscing about high school and old friends, and sharing our quirky obsessions and our writing. She was very encouraging, thank God, because I finally found someone who "gets it" and didn't seem to try to pull me out of the clouds when I told her my ideas.
This is a girl who makes plans and follows through on them, but she is not unrealistic. She has tried to pull me out of the clouds on numerous occasions; because, honestly, I'm not always grounded in reality. Yesterday, though, she was asking me my motivations, my process, my ideas. It was so nice to just have someone actually listen to what I was saying, ask questions about it, and then say, "Well, why don't you do it?"
Why don't I do it!? You know why I don't have a good answer for that? Because no one has ever asked me that before! Isn't that hilarious?
Silly me.
So, I'm drawn back to that song again.
"Don't look for love in faces, places - it's in you. That's where you'll find kindness."
Alright, so. My ideas?
I was thinking about writing a story that I would post online as a series. It would be something that would be easy to jump into in the middle of, so no one would have to start from the beginning if they didn't want to. I would post maybe one to three times a week? It would not be the traditional "fiction" but a layered story involving at least a couple or a few main characters whose stories intertwine. Yeah, hello, Alice!
I still want to get my acting website going. I have the blog started. I don't update it enough to base a website around it. I have it planned in my head but I can't execute it all alone. The people who have said they would help ... well. Yeah. (It isn't all their fault. I haven't given good direction.) So. ...
That one is obviously going to take some more thought or a great deal more work/initiative than I originally thought it would. I might have to actually go out and recruit actual working actors. Which isn't to say my friends aren't actual working actors. I know they work very hard. I just mean I might have to think bigger -- go after some "names" or something.
Which means I definitely need to do some more thinking, so that big idea is going to sit on the back burner for a while until I see where life takes me and how much motivation overcomes me and moves me to go for it.
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