The A-Ha erlebnis:
(Apologies for the Wiktionary source, even dictionary.com did not bring the word up.)
My lovely friend B sent me a really nice message with advice from a playwright she had met and passed it on to me. Reading the words of encouragement, I realised that when it comes to writing I:
a) don’t really consider giving it up.
b) don’t worry about getting paid for it.
Let’s go a little Freud on this…
Point A . I just write a lot and always have. I mean I still seem to have this need to write here, even though my brain is in actual pain trying to piece the Other Project together. (Hopefully more on that on a later date.) But if I did not write experiences down here, I might well do this in a notebook by my bedside. (Ok, on the floor next to my airbed – you know what I mean.) And maybe I do. I just don’t want to come across as that sad.
Point B. That surprised me. It really did. I usually worry about how to make money you see. I’m sure I still will as soon as… well the Other Other Thing that I will write about soon, has been and gone. For now though, life is pretty much chosen poverty and I can still eat so I’m not complaining. (What was that thing a very insightful someone once said: a non-working non-starving actress? Point made.)
Suddenly I understood what people meant with ” finding a way to get paid for something you love doing so that every paycheck is a bonus.” Between understanding a sentence and feeling a situation is a world of difference.
Step one is done: I have definitely found the thing I love.
Step two is just life in progress.
To be continued…