Today was a good day.
This morning, Tyson and I cleaned our apartment (the basement), and though it's not completely finished, it's still about 100x better than it was. It's all wide open, it's weird.
Then we went out with Dylan & Deric to play some tennis (a game that I haven't played in countless years). I never really knew how to play, so it was cool that I finally learned. Dylan wasn't the greatest teacher - I think he really wanted to win more than teach me how to help us win. I rather prefer Deric's method (he taught me volleyball last week I think it was). It's a lot more forgiving and focused on having fun than competition. In anycase, it was a lot fo fun. I bought a can of tennis balls and intend to get my own racket soon. I could definately see myself getting into this sport. Though I must say the scoring system is a bit eccentric (love, 15, 30, 40, deuce?)...right.
Anyway, after that Tyson and I came back to our house where I then told him I was planning on going to the coffee shop in Gilroy where I intended to do some work on my book. He said he'd be interested in going. So we went. It was very pleasant. Though I didn't actually work any on my book, I helped him get his ideas in order and helped him on a story he'd begun working on some years back.
I really enjoy doing that - helping people work on their writing. From just organizing their thoughts and advising them on writing habits to actually walking through the plotline and giving my feedback & advise; I really enjoy it. It'd actually be somethign I'd be interested in doing as a career. I believe the job actually exists - Creative Director or something to that extent? But I wonder if I could moonlight as a freelance Writer's Muse or something to that extent for people who need that kind of help? An interesting idea... don't know if it's feasible. I wouldn't expect that many people would be willing ot pay the kind of money that it would take to make such an investment feasible... but you never know. I'd have to ask my brother what he thinks.
So that's basically how I spent my evening - helping him get started on his projects, sharing my personal experience. I hope I was able to impart something to him.
Now I just need to begin working on my book again. I've kind of gotten into a rut. Hope I stop just spinning my wheels and actually grab something to push off from. Get back on this road...
But basically all this is good - I haven't gotten myself in to see a doctor yet for my depression, so I can't take any medication. But this is good stuff that I can tell is helping me a little bit. On the way home this evening, I kind of wanted to stop and write something about Gilroy nights in my past, which is good. I haven't felt the ability to write anything in quite some time (depression no doubt).
Anyway, it's late and this entry sounds unintelligible. It is time to get some sleep.
Then we went out with Dylan & Deric to play some tennis (a game that I haven't played in countless years). I never really knew how to play, so it was cool that I finally learned. Dylan wasn't the greatest teacher - I think he really wanted to win more than teach me how to help us win. I rather prefer Deric's method (he taught me volleyball last week I think it was). It's a lot more forgiving and focused on having fun than competition. In anycase, it was a lot fo fun. I bought a can of tennis balls and intend to get my own racket soon. I could definately see myself getting into this sport. Though I must say the scoring system is a bit eccentric (love, 15, 30, 40, deuce?)...right.
Anyway, after that Tyson and I came back to our house where I then told him I was planning on going to the coffee shop in Gilroy where I intended to do some work on my book. He said he'd be interested in going. So we went. It was very pleasant. Though I didn't actually work any on my book, I helped him get his ideas in order and helped him on a story he'd begun working on some years back.
I really enjoy doing that - helping people work on their writing. From just organizing their thoughts and advising them on writing habits to actually walking through the plotline and giving my feedback & advise; I really enjoy it. It'd actually be somethign I'd be interested in doing as a career. I believe the job actually exists - Creative Director or something to that extent? But I wonder if I could moonlight as a freelance Writer's Muse or something to that extent for people who need that kind of help? An interesting idea... don't know if it's feasible. I wouldn't expect that many people would be willing ot pay the kind of money that it would take to make such an investment feasible... but you never know. I'd have to ask my brother what he thinks.
So that's basically how I spent my evening - helping him get started on his projects, sharing my personal experience. I hope I was able to impart something to him.
Now I just need to begin working on my book again. I've kind of gotten into a rut. Hope I stop just spinning my wheels and actually grab something to push off from. Get back on this road...
But basically all this is good - I haven't gotten myself in to see a doctor yet for my depression, so I can't take any medication. But this is good stuff that I can tell is helping me a little bit. On the way home this evening, I kind of wanted to stop and write something about Gilroy nights in my past, which is good. I haven't felt the ability to write anything in quite some time (depression no doubt).
Anyway, it's late and this entry sounds unintelligible. It is time to get some sleep.