another wednesday

Back to the daily grind of work and the argument with myself of how to spend the rest of my waking hours. Been pretty productive the past couple of days — trying to catch up on projects I've had a debt to for a long time. I'm actually going through the dvd of our wedding pictures. We finally got the hi-res files. There are about 900 pics on the disc and I'm trying to sift through and get rid of the ones that aren't even worth thinking about printing. I know that when I get this done it'll be a huge load off the psyche ("oh, and that's another thing that I've never taken care of..."). Just trying to move forward. Lots of things pinging around the old head these days. But, as promised, I have decided what writing project I'm going to work on. I've got to finish a draft of the time play. It's the one that won't go away. Whether that's because it's lodged in my brain as The Last Project I Didn't Finish, and therefore symbolizes something deep and telling about me, I don't know. I do know that I had a minor moment of realization when I told myself that I wasn't signing on to finish the play in one draft — I just am re-opening the case to see if there are any new clues I can glean by writing another draft. It'll be an accomplishment just to get through the play again, no matter how illuminating the rewrite is. So, that's the plan. And, maybe, I'll like it better after I'm done. And, maybe, it'll get me to think about writing again in a more serious-part-of-my-life kind of way. Who knows. I'm just trying to move forward, man. Just keep on keepin' on.