Juggling and Insomnia

I usually don't have insomnia, but last night for some reason I woke up around 1:30 A.M. and couldn't fall back asleep. After a few minutes of staring into space, I got up and went to my home office (formerly the dining room). It was nice actually, everything so quiet.

I made myself some coffee and set out to tie up some loose ends in preparation for the writing marathon that must take place between now and the end of the year, a marathon that will take place mostly on the weekends, but possibly also in the wee hours of the morning.

There I was shuffling papers, cleaning dishes, taking out the trash, responding to blog comments, cleaning up my desktop, when the puppy came out of the bedroom to look at me like,"What the hell are you doing?" Then she turned around and went back to bed. I could have kept going, but I figured I should try and get some sleep before work. I'm on a solid three-week streak of showing up on time.

Keeping a schedule, being organized and on top of things has always been important, never more so than these days. I can't think straight in a disorderly, chaotic environment, and there is so much to think about right now that I'm literally just trying to keep up.

The memoir is currently out to my mentor and three other people for review. While I wait for their notes, I'm rewriting the pilot I gave my manager earlier this year, and drafting a new one. I want to have two under my belt for staffing season in the spring, a one-hour drama and a half-hour dark comedy, different subjects, different tones.

I'm applying to more residencies and television writing programs, all worthy endeavors but time consuming.

I'm scheduled to revise the script I optioned in March from another writer. If I can manage it, I'd also like to rewrite a couple of my own feature scripts, but that might need to wait until the pilots are further along. My plan is to basically always be writing. When one project is being read/reviewed, I'll be working on something else.

On top of all that, I'm also trying to "get out more," as in reconnecting with folks in my field. Social media networking isn't enough. I need face time with people to rekindle the personal relationship, find out how and what they're doing, where they're working, and let them know what I've been up to, etc.

I've thought about dating too but, frankly, between all the projects, working full-time, taking care of Ruby, and taking care of life, I simply don't have time.

It feels a bit like a juggling act, or like being in a one-woman band. Balls in the air, balls in my hand, eyes darting from this to that, mind focused, heart pounding but trying to remember to breathe, nerves rattled but trying to appear relaxed, friendly and like this is the easiest thing in the world.

As Diane Keaton used to say in (one of my favorite movies) ANNIE HALL, "La di dah. La di dah."

Have a great weekend, folks.