Holidays, Stress, and Writing Through It All

I finished the marching show. It was too long. They're "bastardizing" it. Such is life.

Sunday, at around 4:15 am, I will leave my apartment for a 6:00 am flight from LAX back to Illinois. It's been about a year since I've been home, and I'm excited. And oddly nervous. It's been one hell of a year. And it's gone by so quickly.

On the upside, being home means I won't have a car or too many plans - I'm a total homebody when it's that cold - so I should be able to get a lot of writing done. I'm hoping to work on the treatment for Paul and get it into shape so we can start on the script in the new year.

While I'm excited to see my family, being home always freaks me out. There aren't many pleasant memories from high school, and I haven't kept in touch with too many people from ol' Rock Island. :-P Chicago is the main event, even if it is for only two days. I love that city, and I love the people I know there. It will be great to see some of my closest friends - people I talk to nearly every day without actually seeing. To catch up in person will be wonderful.

And through it all, I hope to get a lot of work done. I want 2011 to be more productive in terms of my writing than 2010.

A Year of Wishes

Because 22 is 11+11, Paul declared it was a year of wishes. According to The Rules, he says, I get a wish every day. I think he made it up, but I've decided to keep a journal of my wishes - to pray about them - and to see which come true.

Tonight, I'm going to focus on the marching show. I have some of the music and a breakdown of the movements, so I'm really looking forward to writing it.

A second draft of the treatment is due by Christmas.

I'm hoping to find some time to lay down an outline for my Job story by New Years.

Goals!

I survived my birthday, and I'm really looking forward to the Six Flags trip on Saturday. Hopefully, everyone will start getting back to me about the driving situation!

Now, to work off the massive amounts of food from the past week.