I think I’m getting the feel for directing. It’s not my first choice. I’d prefer to write. I worry that I’m too close to the material, that I’d miss opportunities. But I’ve come up with some interesting character suggestions, letting the actors choose to use it. Or not. The nerves are dissipating and I’m seeing…

Welp, she didn’t kill me. Though I feel like that would be a small mercy at the moment. I do not feel well. Gonna lie down for a few minutes.

Low key day. Can’t sleep past 7am any longer. It physically hurts. Seriously. My head hurts if I sleep in. Which is why they invented naps. But no nap for me today. Had to get a testosterone shot this afternoon. Big shocker. Fifty-four year old man needs to bolster his T. Because I wasted it…

“I see the bad moon a-risingI see trouble on the wayI see earthquakes and lightnin’I see bad times today” Creedence Clearwater Revival That rolling migraine is still on the horizon. Slowly rolling in. More than just pressure in the back of my head. It’s moving behind my eyes. This is not how migraines work. Not…

Song lyrics inspire me. “You want it darker, we killed the flame” = Snow Angels Leonard Cohen, “You Want It Darker” “Like holy water to my lips” = State of Independence Jon & Vangelis, “State of Independence” Apparently with blog posts, as well. I’m feeling out of sorts tonight. I feel like there’s a low-grade…

There’s truth in this song.

You know what I don’t get? I write comedic plays. For the most part. I did write one drama. Which really came to life after my crisis/incarceration. But I write the funny stuff. Sometimes, it involves angels. Yet this, this blog, is dealing with my demons. Of which I have many. And not only am…

Wow, it’s old home week in the blogosphere. Apparently, the past won’t stay buried. I’m not sure why. It highlights my flaws, that’s for sure. Not that I ever claimed to be perfect. You know what? I don’t think I’m ready to revisit this.

I wanted to come up with a witty title. I really did. But this is what my blog is about. Blowing more than the doors off. (Thanks Kate (who I was today years old when she confirmed that she reads these posts) for reminding me of the exact quote this is based on.) ‘Cuz that…