Starting with a period. Because something has ended.
Just finished the first week of classes. Two writing classes, Memoir and Screenwriting. By the end of the semester I will have some part of a memoir written, and one full length screenplay. OH MY GOD!
One black and white photography class. Yes, film. Yes, darkroom.
One Intro to Digital Media class. The basics of graphic design and an introduction Adobe Creative Suite 5. Website, anyone?
And still waiting to see if I get into one intro to digital photography class. Just the basics, ma’am.
The hardest new thing I’ve learned so far is from my digital media class. Turns out, on a computer you only put ONE space after a period. Weird. I have been programmed to type two spaced after a period since Dad taught me to type on his old manual typewriter when I was, what—oh, I don’t know, maybe 8, 10 years old? So hitting the return key only one time seems against some kind of religious code or something. But I can do it. I know I can. I’ve learned to not drink and not smoke and I’ve even gone periods of time without sugar or coffee. That all had to be preparing me for something big. And here it is. Typing only one space after a period. This will be the big accomplishment of my life.
But, seriously, folks. Hi there. I know it’s been a while. I’m well into 2011, as of course you are, too. How is it going for you? For me, it’s going to be the best year yet. I know it. I can feel it in my bones. I’ve finally arrived in my life. Talk about the ugly duckling. It’s all here, it’s all happening, the life I’ve always wanted to live is finally being lived. I have to pinch myself sometimes to believe it’s real.
I am so excited to be in these classes. I feel like I’m shaking inside sometimes. What a gift. What an amazing gift to be able to live this life in this way. I am so grateful. Grateful for the freedom to live my own life, to control my own money, to choose not to have children, to be able to return to school, to live where I want. To see the ocean every day, to go to sleep to the sounds of great horned owls, to wake to the shrill call of hawks and the funny, loud warble of California quail. What a great blessing. Finally, I am able to feel it.
I am going to sleep now. And with great excitement I look forward to writing the first pages of a screenplay this weekend. Hope you too are fully awake and appreciating all that you have.