THE EXPERIMENT
I'm going away for a couple of days. At least a couple of days. Away from the information super highway. Away from friends. Away from food. Away from this blog. And away from Nicole. I am not looking forward to it, but it must be done.
I have writing to do for 3 plays, 2 novels, 2 feature length screenplays, 1 short film and 2 blogs, not to mention all the freelance work I am behind on, and the press releases I have to put out for Nicole everyday. I am swamped. I am also lazy, but I have found a solution to my problem. Thank you Sly Stallone. But maybe I am a bit premature. Let's see how I do before I go acknowledging someone like Rocky Balboa.
You see, someone told me that Rambo himself was once a struggling actor. (Who would have believed that?) His salvation came when, in order to force himself into a chance at stardom, he painted all the windows black in his basement apartment in Queen, NY for a month. During that month, free of all distractions, he knocked out the screenplay for Rocky. Wham - Bam - instant success. Can I please be in my own movie?
So, that is my destiny. Not fame or stardom or even acting opportunities. I've got all the excitement I can handle with Nicole. I just need to bear down and get some much needed writing finished. So that's where I will be for the next few days. In the dark den of my small apartment...(I'll shut the shades - I'm not going to paint any windows black because my landlord will kick my ass)...writing.
To those of you who depend on my words as a daily source of nourishment...I have decided to give myself the gift of blogging on Friday. (But only if I get an enormous ammount of writing done.) So, wish me well. It's hard to give up Nicole, but I need to recognize my own limitations. Sometimes love is incredible, as my Valentine's moment last night can attest to. Sometimes love is bold, as expressed in the movie Hotel Rwanda. And sometimes, love just gets in the way.
I have writing to do for 3 plays, 2 novels, 2 feature length screenplays, 1 short film and 2 blogs, not to mention all the freelance work I am behind on, and the press releases I have to put out for Nicole everyday. I am swamped. I am also lazy, but I have found a solution to my problem. Thank you Sly Stallone. But maybe I am a bit premature. Let's see how I do before I go acknowledging someone like Rocky Balboa.
You see, someone told me that Rambo himself was once a struggling actor. (Who would have believed that?) His salvation came when, in order to force himself into a chance at stardom, he painted all the windows black in his basement apartment in Queen, NY for a month. During that month, free of all distractions, he knocked out the screenplay for Rocky. Wham - Bam - instant success. Can I please be in my own movie?
So, that is my destiny. Not fame or stardom or even acting opportunities. I've got all the excitement I can handle with Nicole. I just need to bear down and get some much needed writing finished. So that's where I will be for the next few days. In the dark den of my small apartment...(I'll shut the shades - I'm not going to paint any windows black because my landlord will kick my ass)...writing.
To those of you who depend on my words as a daily source of nourishment...I have decided to give myself the gift of blogging on Friday. (But only if I get an enormous ammount of writing done.) So, wish me well. It's hard to give up Nicole, but I need to recognize my own limitations. Sometimes love is incredible, as my Valentine's moment last night can attest to. Sometimes love is bold, as expressed in the movie Hotel Rwanda. And sometimes, love just gets in the way.
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