Picked up Jack Kerouac’s “On the Road”. Got through the introduction. Sounds like an interesting book.
A friend is having me assemble an audio track for his mostly-silent short film. We have some great ideas.
I have several short stories that are in the works. One is mostly finished towards a second draft, the others are a handful of notes.
Have a few song ideas, some that have been going unfinished or unrecorded for almost 4 years. That’s a long time to get nowhere.
Walking through the second season of “Farscape”; after seeing a handful of episodes, I fell in love with the show, but never managed to see the entire 4-season run. I watch it when I can.
My job is taking my mindshare away from me when I’m off the clock, and is getting no traction when I’m on the clock. Impossible deadlines, broken infrastructure, and chaotic management abound.
So many projects in my pocket, most of them creative. I take them out at the end of the workday, put them on the table, decide what I want to do that night. And all I want to do is turn off and do nothing. The creative execution is difficult, the joy fleeting, the reward impersonal. I feel dead. Does it get better?