a good night
Last night we stayed with Kat's friend from high school and her husband. They live on the other side of the hill with the hollywood sign.
We had dinner at an organic cafe that serves vegetarian dishes and meat from free-range chickens, cows and pigs, grazers who die gently. The meal was great, healthy and light, yet what really caught me was the conversation.
We talked about story and cartoons and how people react to them. We talked about what it's like to work with people who test your mind and your creativity. We talked about why stories work or don't work, or might work.
Inspiring talk.
It's the difference between talking with someone who is always wanting to do something else and someone who has created a life where they are doing something that gets them up in the morning and off to work at cartoon network.
There was a time when I was grousing to one of my uncles about how I wasn't doing work I loved, I was stuck, or I thought I was. (I'm pretty sure I was whining.) He just looked at me and said, "what's stopping you?". Nothing was...not a thing, except myself, of course. That was the push I needed.
So I did it, in small steps. I worked at a corporation, I saved money, I wrote and made movies on the weekends, I became a chaperone at Ace's school so I could learn to snowboard for free, I met a boy who taught me to ride a motorcycle (I'm not saying that was a great idea or anything...), I took on new projects at work, I took things on that sounded interesting.
I made a plan and eventually moved out of one thing and into another thing. Life is less predictable, the career of a freelancer isn't perfect, but it gives me freedom and, for now anyway, the tradeoff is well worth it.
Life is short.
We had dinner at an organic cafe that serves vegetarian dishes and meat from free-range chickens, cows and pigs, grazers who die gently. The meal was great, healthy and light, yet what really caught me was the conversation.
We talked about story and cartoons and how people react to them. We talked about what it's like to work with people who test your mind and your creativity. We talked about why stories work or don't work, or might work.
Inspiring talk.
It's the difference between talking with someone who is always wanting to do something else and someone who has created a life where they are doing something that gets them up in the morning and off to work at cartoon network.
There was a time when I was grousing to one of my uncles about how I wasn't doing work I loved, I was stuck, or I thought I was. (I'm pretty sure I was whining.) He just looked at me and said, "what's stopping you?". Nothing was...not a thing, except myself, of course. That was the push I needed.
So I did it, in small steps. I worked at a corporation, I saved money, I wrote and made movies on the weekends, I became a chaperone at Ace's school so I could learn to snowboard for free, I met a boy who taught me to ride a motorcycle (I'm not saying that was a great idea or anything...), I took on new projects at work, I took things on that sounded interesting.
I made a plan and eventually moved out of one thing and into another thing. Life is less predictable, the career of a freelancer isn't perfect, but it gives me freedom and, for now anyway, the tradeoff is well worth it.
Life is short.
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