Much Ado About Absolutely Nothing

I’ve been working like a beast to get the sequel to Daylight Hours edited and published. (I know that this is becoming stale news since it’s taking so long). However, I am putting up the final touches on the final draft and rolling it out full steam ahead. I’ve gotten back into a good groove since I’ve found some sort of inner peace with the way my life is at the moment. Things may not be perfect, but I’m making the most of it all and focusing on being creative and feeling good.

And when I haven’t been sitting in front of a computer doing irreparable damage to my eyes, I’ve been watching HBOGO religiously at least one hour a day like a good Christian. What have I been watching, you may ask? A show that I only watched in passing every now and again in my younger teen years: The Sopranos.

I will say one thing: The Soprano’s makes me appreciate Boardwalk Empire’s cinematography and story-telling more.

I love Boardwalk Empire and Terence Winter played his part with The Sopranos enough for me to trust that the hype was true and that the show was worth watching. I’ve been hooked. I plowed through the second season and now I’m starting the 3rd. I’ve got, what…only three more to go? That’s not too bad, I guess. The problem is making sure that I stick with editing and writing and not get sucked into Tony Soprano’s “family” drama and veg-out in front of the TV.

For any and all other television/movie buffs out there reading this, I started FX’s new show, The Americans last Friday. I’m two episodes behind, but I’m telling everyone out there that you need to start watching this show if you haven’t started already. I loved the pilot episode and I hope that the series lives up to its potential.

Jesus. They’re making way too many good shows out there these days. It’s impossible finding the time to watch everything. Between Shameless, Girls, The Walking Dead, and now The Americans and The Sopranos, it’s a wonder I get anything done at all.

Oh wait. I don’t…clearly. You can tell by how long it’s taking me to get the second book out there.

I have failed you, Self. But I will make it right. Soon, I promise. You shall see.


Thinking Thoughts:

It’s tough being a college graduate applying for a position that has absolutely nothing to do with his college degree.

I’ve spent the last couple of hours trying to come up with a creative Action Plan that will impress, despite being my first Action Plan ever. This is what I get for always being an under-achiever. I haven’t made a name for myself as a writer yet and thus I must establish myself in the real world by trying to move up the corporate ladder enough to support myself.

One step at a time.

Oh, college, how little you prepared me for this. If I was told that I would be doing nothing with my English B.A., then I would have dropped out years ago.

…negativity aside, I’m trying to be optimistic about this new job opportunity at work. I want to make the best of it and better myself no matter where I go or what I’m doing years from now. I’m not going to let a chance like management pass me up just because it’s not being a full-time writer (the dream job). I’m playing it smart and going for this Assistant Management position because it’s the best thing I’ve got going for me right now job-wise. (Teaching in South Florida has more expensive hoops to jump through than I thought. You’d think with all of the shitty teachers down here, it’d be easy to get a teaching position. Now I know some of the worst teachers I’ve ever had the misfortune of having really wanted that job they hate so much.)

Writing is a tough career to break into. The life of an artist is a pain in the ass. I know this now. I also know that story-telling is my calling in life because there’s nothing that gives me more satisfaction than working on a story and finishing it. Daylight Hours may not be perfect, but it’s me working towards a goal. In the past year, I’ve slacked a lot and lost a bit of the fire that fueled me to completing that novel. I feel that flame coming back now and I’m going to focus it creatively to become successful. Stress sucks everything out of you and I’m starting to stress less about what job I’m going to have now that I’ve graduated and I’m focusing more on the writing and just being in the present.

It’s nearly midnight and I have to open…Jesus. Ignore everything positive I just said. I just want to sleep for more than 5 hours.

Money Ain’t A Thang…Unless You’re Trying To Save It, In Which Case, It’s A Horrible Thang

Mo money, less problems…because I’m not an idiot and I’d just buy the solution to any and all problems that would ever arise. Duh.

What is wrong with this world? Why is it so hard to save any money? 2012 is eleven days gone and I had little savings to show for it.

I try to budget and take 30% of every paycheck out for spending while the rest goes to bills and savings. It was working out, but by the end of the year, I fluctuated from the 1,200 I had before December rolled around. I’ve abolished buying food from work. It’s ridiculous. I work at a grocery store and a huge percent of my paycheck goes into buying food needlessly throughout my shifts. It’s not my fault the damn sushi and subs are so expensive.

I was advised by my incredible financial advisors–my mother and sister–that I should put away money into a savings once a week for every 52 weeks in the year. They said start backwards from $52 dollars so that by Christmas I am only putting in $1 that last week. This way of savings means that I’ll have $1,300 tucked away into an account. It sounds like a good plan to me and hopefully it works out. I’m really lucky my financial advisors are so original. By original, I mean being able to read the Money section of the Sun Sentinel.

Sometimes I wish that I could spend money I don’t have and continue to keep spending because the government would keep raising my spending cap each year. God, I know that sort of thing would never happen, but isn’t it great to dream that you could end up being trillions of dollars in debt and not have to worry about it because your kids and grandkids will be the ones trying to pay it off because you’ll be dead?

Oh well. I know everyone is struggling to save these days. I’m open to any and all advice in investing for my future. Hopefully I do better this year. All I can say is that I won’t be buying a DeLorean under the pretense that I will be able to go back in time to become rich. Fool me twice.

Managing Life: How The Hell Do You Do It?

That’s the big question of the day.

My time management skills are being honed on a daily basis. I’m juggling a full-time job with irritating hours because I don’t have a set schedule, editing for no less than 1 hour a day, trying to find time to write something new, deciding what to do now that I’ve finally graduated college but have no job with which my degree will be of any use, going to the gym and exercising and trying to eat healthy because I want to try and live longer and look good doing it, and still somehow not being a recluse and spending time with friends and the girlfriend…

I don’t give a shit about an iPad Mini, I need Apple to invent a machine that gets me an extra couple hours a day or diminishes my body’s need for sleep. Is that really so much to ask for?