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July 1st. 4 months until 40. Should I be worried? The other day I was thinking about the novel and I realized, "Holy crap, I'll have written a novel by the time I'm 40!" I was partially impressed with my self for a couple of minutes.

I am really pleased that I've come up with the first screenplay idea I really want to pursue, no matter what anyone says, for the first time in about 2 years. I think it's a pretty good one and so do many of the folks I've pitched it to. I'm going to take some time developing; I'm going to finish the novel first ad let this movie idea gestate for a couple months.

I've been jogging regularly and my body has begun to adapt. I'm not so tired anymore. I've even begun riding my bike to the train station and I still don't feel completely spent. I'm pretty excited about that as well.

Not sure what I'm writing tonight. Nothing introspective, that's for sure. Lately I just want to write. Last week's Basement Song entry about my summer in Hollywood as an intern with Tony's company has me thinking about a sort of memoir, or maybe a novel based on that summer. There could be something there. And then there is that journal I kept during the summer of 1992, right after I graduated. I've kept that for so long there must be a reason I keep stumbling upon it in my file cabinet.

Just reconnected with a guy I knew from working on Invader back in 1995. He's an executive producer on Top Model. Impressive.

Aloha

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jb said…
Yeah, right, YOU should worry. Here's me inexorably creeping around the last lap to my 3 score and ten and you're moaning about being 40...!
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