I've started writing a post so many times in the last 10 days...and then either didn't finish or just gave up on the idea. So today I'm going to have compassion on myself. None of these posts have to be anything revolutionary - it's just a record of what I'm thinking or doing these days surrounding the concept of compassion. Perfectionism is my enemy.
I've been working on 4 different scripts of stories I would like to tell. They were all supposed to be pilots, but I've converted one to a play because I think that it just might work in a small theater and maybe it'll be easier to get some help developing the piece. I'm really excited about all of them - and I realize that I probably should focus on one until it's done, but I love working on all of it.
Also, I've been working on an audition I have coming up, and although it's for a show that I've done a couple times before - I haven't really ever done historical research on the events in the show. My heart breaks - the story is so beautiful and I hope I do this one character's journey justice in the room next week. If doing research even adds a little bit of extra understanding or texture to my interpretation - it'll have been worth it. And one day, I'd like to direct this show - so no research is ever wasted.