Thought I’d follow up my last blog, where I discussed how much mental real estate you can contribute to multiple projects. I was tracking about five categories of stuff in my head. Here’s where I am now:
1) Getting married.
2) What was the question again?
Seriously, our big day is almost here and my brain is fried. In theater terms, I describe it as putting on the biggest show of your life…one performance only! You have one hour to rehearse and tech and there’s no dress rehearsal, but your cast and production team are the people you love most in the world and everyone’s allowed to drink during the show. And if you’re lucky, you have the greatest co-star ever (which I do).
In addition to our endless wedding-related to-do list, I’ve managed to squeak in some other stuff. My feature script THE FREELANCER is making the rounds. My producers and reps are going out with my new spec TV pilot. We shot a third episode of 20 Seconds To Live, the new web-series I co-created with Ben Rock. Along with out amazing producer Cat Pasciak, we’re shooting two more for the first season, but we recently pushed production until after the wedding.
And we got a new kitten. If I have anything to teach you it’s this…maybe getting a kitten a few months before you get married is not the best idea. Luckily, she’s a lovable little scamp.
I also got a random bit of good news. Earlier this year, I submitted a short play of mine to a one-act festival in NYC, then promptly forgot about it. Turns out they received over a thousand submissions and picked twelve including my one-act “Rocket Sex”! So if you’re in NYC, you can see it in Program A of the Collective:10 Play Festival. I’d be there to check it out, but would you believe, it’s during our honeymoon.
In other random news, my friend Courtney Rackley created a cool rom-com web-series called “Firsts“. Last year she asked me to write an episode that ended up being the season one finale. So here’s my episode, First I Love You. I think there’s some dirty language in there (I should remember, but y’know, brain fry).
There. Now I can cross “update blog” off my to-do list. The big show opens in a couple days, closes the same night, and it just might be one of those legendary “You really saw the Beatles live?” kind of events. I know it will be for me, since I get to marry the best girl in the world.
My brain may be filled with way too much real estate right now, but there’s room enough to squeeze in something important that I always need to remember: I’m a very lucky guy.