Even If It Breaks Your Heart

So it’s been awhile. Since Monday, June 6, 2011 to be precise. I think the longer I waited to post something new, the greater the pressure I felt to make the new post ridiculously awesome.….for the tiny handful of you who still read this. I think I do have some at least semi-awesome new posts coming down the pipeline, but I figured it would be better to get reacquainted first.

So, yeah. Hi.

I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking about my unfocused creativity and how I should channel my energy into more productive activities. I moved out to New York because I craved that neurotic and magical creative buzz that only a city like NYC can offer, but recently I’ve just cowered in my tiny little corner of this metropolis secretly praying that my work would just magically produce itself. I’ve spent two years plunging what little creative spark I had left in me into a project that ended in the worst possible way, and it’s left me wondering how much of my time has been wasted, how far off track have I fallen, and how I should pick up the metaphorical pieces and move forward (just being honest here). Lucky for me, I have recently realized that I am surrounded by an assortment of supportive individuals who are helping me drown out those pesky Whammies.

A best friend who will remind me that everyone gets screwed over every now and again and that you shouldn’t let others rob you of your happiness. And that I should get over my self-pity and post a new blog already. (Also, she introduces you to things like vampire teen-romance and is willing to endure 8 hours of whale-watching hades just because I miss “nature”)

Another best friend (people can have two “best” friends right?) who will listen to your petty griping for hours despite the fact that he is busy with important things like raising children and serving in the military (oh you know, those little things in life)

People that have been cheering me on since the days I was convinced I was going to be the next great rock and roll producer. …or the next not-so-great street-corner preacher.

People that will let you cry into a delicious craft beer on a Monday night without judgment.

And a roommate who will not only fuel me with frequent words of encouragement, but she will take a pedicab in the rain just to get to one of my improv shows on time.

Basically, what I’m saying is that sometimes I have a hard time avoiding the Whammies on my own, and need some help, and I am not short on people willing to give it. That is awesome.
I am going to leave you with a few more bits of inspiration that I have been marinating in for the past couple of weeks (but really, this is more for me than it is for anyone else).
“Please do not be cynical…nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get, but if you work really hard and you are kind, amazing things will happen.” –Conan O’Brien after losing the Tonight Show
“The greatest way to never fall in love with your own dream is to hate somebody else’s dream…And when someone hates on your dream, try your best not to react in anger. Instead, mourn what that person is losing. Because when someone hates on your dream, their own dream is being ignored. And that is a tragedy.” –Jon Acuff
“‎”Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose….Have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary…Stay hungry, stay foolish.”–Steve Jobs
And finally THE song I play on repeat when I think it might be time to throw in the artistic towel.