Feb 24, 2011 18:38
I don't want to wish my life away - I am anxious enough about mortality as it is - but everything is on hold right now by the feel of it.
There are projects and things to do, but none of them yet.
I have a gig in Tunbridge Wells on Saturday, March 5. I have the Edinburgh show in August. I really should get working on a redraft of the Character Stains novel. I have filming to do, I am part of a writers' group, I am in the actors company with a devised piece showing at Finchley Artsdepot in July.
Exorcism should be premiering in July too.
Nothing is happening now, though - and now is all that counts in the great scheme of things. (I know - there is no great scheme.)
I feel so hopeless and helpless!
On the few occasions I have had tarot readings I always got the hanged man - it's all potential and no results with me!
Why does it feel like I am doing nothing? While it's probably true I am achieving nothing I am doing some things.
Life is a series of distractions. Why am I not adequately distracted?
Yes, I know, self-indulgent whine and all, but oh my goodness I feel rubbish today.