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Day 2,161: Cutting through the bullshit

It’s different this time around, the writing.

I can feel a bullshit scene right now. I can sniff it much better and clearer than I used to…this most recent scene that stuck me in the mud–which came at the worst possible time, too, since it was in the midst of all this travel and big life events, of which scared me away from the keyboard–took me two actual days of writing to figure out it was bullshit. I wasn’t observing the truth of the situation, and that was gutting it. I had Petrick just g...

Day 2,160: Home

Home and wiped the eff out. Whew!

Traveling was pretty easy peasy, praise be. So glad to be home with the pups. Gonna pass out.

Night!

Day 2,159: Dog’s Plan

Had breakfast today at the diner across the street from our hotel. It was okay. We both got bagels and lox. Satisfying, but nothing crazy special.

Joe Hill, the writer, was randomly also there. I guess he’s doing a signing over at Powell’s tomorrow.

Then, we came back to the hotel and took a nap. Or, Liz took a nap whilst I played some switch and watched the A’s play their last game of the regular season. They play the Wild Card game at home on Wednesday. We lost today. So, 97 wins. The exact...

Day 2,158: Julianne + Mike

Julianne and Mike have joined houses. Three cheers for the Weston-Ho clan!

The wedding was absolutely gorgeous. It was cold af, but that’s why I brought a nice warm sweater

Day 2,158: Uuuuggghj

Tonight’s title is “Uuuuuuuggghhhh” just because the A’s just blew another save (that’s 30 this year. THIRTY BLOWN SAVES).

Otherwise, today was amazing.

Slept in. Had some delicious breakfast. Went to Powell’s and got some cool stuff including some sweet new t-shirts. Liz polished her speech for the wedding.

And then we went to the rehearsal dinner spot and got everything set up, and it looked GORGEOUS. Absolutely gorgeous. Liz really turned it out, and I think J and Mike were really happy wi...

Day 2,157: Mark Spencer

We’re nestled into the Mark Spencer Hotel in downtown Portland.

Long day of travel. We were up at 5:30 (well, first alarm went of at 5:30…we were UP closer to 5:50), flight was at 8:00. That was all smooth.

I slept in and out on the plane, which is a couple-hour flight. Didn’t get up feeling any more rested, though, to be honest. I don’t get good sleep on planes. I wish I did. It’s more to pass the time.

Got our rental car from PDX, which the Ho and I both agreed is one of our legit favorite...

Day 2,156: One More Wedding

One more wedding. And saving the best for last, of course

Day 2,155: Protect Your Heart!

It’s super suuuuuper late…so this will be a quick one.

Wrote. It was dope.

Worked. It was busy.

Got my car smogged and my teeth cleaned.

Watched Temple of Doom with Josh and we podcasted about it.

What a day!

Day 2,154: Faith The Faith The Faith

I need to have more faith in myself sometimes.

Writing today was a little rough. I have a couple scenes that I think are shoe leather. That, plus me not having written much over the past two weeks, and I was down on myself. Frustrated.

I needn’t be.

It’s simply a sign that I need to find the joy of the scenes that I’m writing. And I need to have more faith in my ability to take a scene that’s feeling like shoe leather, and inject into it the conflict it needs…or my dedication to cut it.

I kno...

Day 2,153: Hard Week

It was a rough week this past week for me creatively. Practically a zero.

I did get ONE good, long writing session in, so it wasn’t entirely lost. But, it was a hard one.

It happens. I think it’s always going to happen. Embracing that and just letting go of the idea that they shouldn’t ever happen…that’s important for me. Rarely ever is my problem that I’m being too lax. It’s always that I’m trying to hold on too tight, and that paralyzes me.

So, I will let this past week go. I will move forw...