Method Acting & A River Baptism

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Writing is about submerging oneself into another realm.

Drowning out the chaos surrounding you and finding the center which births your world.

 I find it difficult to come out of a writing session. [Defined as sitting focused, 5-7 hours, trying to remember to get up and stretch, eat, and drink.] It has to be driven by a singular mission: listen to the characters voices. Know the theme and settings, but immerse fully.

I know of no other way. I realize, if I were an actor, I would definitely be a method actor- brood about, inhabit the entire being, become the story. IRL- I become easily distracted, and need to commit fully (i.e. get off social media for the summer to finish this DAFT 2ND DRAFT) in order to pinpoint thoughts to completion. The pinpoints of stillness actually become the ordered chaos of plot.

There has to be utter unshakeable (HA!) faith pervading all- allowing that plunge, daring to hold your breath throughout your creation, shake off the outer events of life (Sweet JESUS) and become reborn in a world of your own making.

Know. That. I. Am.

Good writing day. 45 pages.

[ # 7 of 7 posts #SocialMediaSummerSabbatical]

Why create a new path when the old one is working just fine?

 

Why create a new path when the old one is working just fine?

We tend to assess ourselves at the wrong times.

Depressed states, anxious states, angry states- the negative emotions tend to be our best motivators. Making a decision in any of these states however is most often, exactly what we shouldn’t do. But we do. (Note: I am a proponent for not applying “shoulds” of any kind in our lives but in this case, it seems to fit)

Is it possible however, to assess our life when things are going well? When we feel happy? Satisfied and at peace?  In a “good place”? Is this the time we feel motivated to make a change? Take a risk? Why not just appreciate this transient moment and sink back into our comfort zone? Why dare to try anything different at this point when things seem fine?

It’s easier to accept that this is the precise time to make decisions, as we are least effected by the suffering of our ego. (Trying to convince ourselves NOT to evaluate ALL  when we are in the opposite place is harder.)

Wild creatures make paths to escape predators, as a way back to the nest or food source, and often have several alternative routes.

That dent in the couch cushion fits our ass so well, why move at all?

I’m taking a different path this summer and it’s not from ennui but from wanting to challenge myself and risk the repose I have on various  Social Media sites (Twitter & Facebook).

I have nothing but freshly fallen snow in front of me.

 

[# 6 blogpost for #SocialMediaSummerSabbatical – go to bottom left or right (titles) for other posts]

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Things you cannot do while tweeting or checking facebook

– Sitting in a chair bookended by two giant dog heads, scratching each one.
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“A NEW STUDY” just came out revealing we spend TEN HOURS PER DAY on FB and Twitter and Instagram and Snapchat. I feel vindicated.

I don’t want to start sounding like an ex-smoker (it’s been 9 days and I cheated a bit) BUT I realize I never mean to be on the social medias for that long.

It is strange not checking. It is freeing and there is more time.
I don’t know what 2 more months will feel like nor what I will do come September,
but I like the freedom from my phone.
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THINGS I’D STILL LIKE IF NOT FOR THE INTERNET:
>Ayn Rand
>Jonathan Franzen
>Woody Allen
>Ishtar (okay, I still like Ishtar.thanks Rick.)

6.30.16

[# 5 blogpost for #SocialMediaSummerSabbatical – go to bottom left or right (titles) for other posts]

New: Why create a new path when the old one is working just fine?

Last: THE SOCIAL MEDIA SUMMER SABBATICAL CONTINUES: day 5

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THE SOCIAL MEDIA SUMMER SABBATICAL CONTINUES: day 5

Remembering – what it was like “before”.  Prior to these past 8 years when creative personal experience (thought)  transformed (more) through art, writing and photography. Poetry. Letters.

Remembering- away from the feeling of “no responses” (See also: no likes/favs/loves) and ego transforming  that feeling to “rejection. you’re unloved by your peers.”

Freedom from constant external negative reinforcement.

Remembering- I don’t need to interpret “my experience” in order for it to be.

The yard is full of monarchs today. I realize I’m “allowed” to use my VINE account and document 6 seconds of backyard. I don’t share the clip anywhere. Heaven.

Saturday june 25th

[# 4 blogpost for #SocialMediaSummerSabbatical ]

Next: #5-  Things you cannot do while tweeting or checking facebook

 

Day 2 – Day 3

Stomach virus. Normally, someone would be wondering why I wasn’t tweeting.

Peek at my other anonymous  twitter account. Immediately close. Later peek at my main accounts notifications and SEE A NUMBER. “Why are people @ing me? I’m off? Can’t you see?” Don’t check. I text my niece and then call. We talk for 2 hours.

I’m reading the Times and news sites daily. What do you mean I can’t sound off about Freddie Gray? Sanders on Colbert”?  BBC America’s new show “Thirteen”? The 25 hour congressional sit-in for gun control?  (I call Senators Rubio and Nelson.)

 “West Side Story” is on TCM and I can’t announce the irony of witnessing SCOTUS thwart Immigration Reform 55 years later…I like to be in America?

KELLY CARLIN WHEREVER YOU ARE (which is Scotland today along with Trump) – I CAN’T BELIEVE WE’RE NOT ON #SM FOR #BREXIT .

 

6.24.16.Friday

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THE SOCIAL MEDIA SUMMER SABBATICAL CONTINUES: day 5

 

 

day 1

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“Good Morning! I love you, Lisa!”

Did I say that? To myself? Should I even turn my phone on? I will to check texts. No texts. I can do this.

Hot water and lemon juice, sun-greeting, coffee. I’ve usually already checked all (3) of my Twitter accounts and scanned Facebook. I continue to read the paper. Where’s Sunday’s NY Times? I wonder how many retweeted my LAST tweet last night? Why am I still getting notifications on Facebook? How do I uninstall this? I can do this. Looking forward to my own outrage! It’s the first day of summer.

Is the sky bluer today?

17 hours since last Social Media Post :

Quiet. Such quiet the RINGING is so loud in my ears. But. Still.

Feeling of stillness. Anxious. Happy not to be checking in and looking down every time I pass my phone!

I have an outside experience and don’t tweet or Facebook the moment.

24 hours:

If I could tweet, I would tweet out I-CAN-FUCKING-DO-THIS (and it’s great and freeing~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~)

[# 2 blogpost for #SocialMediaSummerSabbatical – go to bottom left or right (titles) for other posts]

Day 2 – Day 3