Lost Journals

Another day I have to read 20 papers for workshops. Okay, I exaggerate. It was only seven. It felt like more.

I spend so much of my time reading other people's stuff I have little time to write my own. I know that I learn to write better by reading but I'm not learning much by reading some of this shit. (Ben)

Gabe - this doesn't apply to you. I don't think I've ever been mean about your writing. I think with guidance and more experience your writing will blossom.

I need to take a week off from everything and concentrate on Feel no Rain, but that's not going to happen. I've committed to too many things and I'm unwilling to back out of any of them especially the film projects. I keep thinking about auditioning for True West but I think Tory and Justin will kill me. I guess it is time to re-evaluate what's important. I don't have the energy or the time for everything I want to do. Nor the health.

Do I really need to do a zombie film?

Do I really need to do another play?

What is going to look best on a Grad school application?

Why do I keep pursuing something I know I can't have? He doesn't want you. Why can't you let go, you stupid bitch?

What are you going to do about Liam? What does he want? Why is he so demanding?

Chicago? New York? Denver? Iowa? Where will you be in a year?

Too many questions, too many doubts, too many pain killers, not enough caffeine. All I want to do is go to sleep.