23 October 2013

My gawd I love writing ...

 FatScribe Waterman Fountain Pen  

My gawd I love writing. I love it so much that it hurts. I wish I could do it professionally.  (well, I do, sort of, but not like I'd like.)

I saw that my last post was from the most recent Ice Age, and it embarrassed me.

I was out having a nice dinner and drinks with colleagues in Seattle when I looked via my iPhone at FatScribe.com during a lull in the conversacione and saw my last post sort of frozen there in time, like some mosquito stuck in amber on the side of a tree, marking my last entry into the blogospheroid.

 Blogospheroid ... it rings true to me. I'll coin it; why not? It's this dish-dome thingy that comes down on all of us unpaid writers who sweat out little nuggets of prosaic fun, polish a bit, then publish. All under a dome of aspirational writerly, creative effort.

It reminds me of the "cone of silence" that used to crack me up whilst watching "Get Smart" when I was 7 or 8 yrs old. It was this supposed cool, high-tech gadget that "Max" and "Chief" would pull down over themselves to have a top-secret conversation. And that's what we're doing here, Dear Reader. We're having pretty much a top-secret conversation because no one else is listening! It's just the two (or three or four) of us ... writing and reading each other's prose. Each other's poetry. Each other's patina of reality that sometimes reveals a great yarn or story about love, heartache, an awesome recipe, a fantastic photo, a phenomenal ensemble, or even a homespun bromide that never really gets past one's front porch.

Whatever, (whatev's, as our Brit cousins's kids are wont to exclaim) there was a spark somewhere deep down, like some intestinal discomfort that only an unlady-like belch or an actual blog post would relieve.  I get that, feel that, and am bothered by that.  But, there it is.  The reality of the self-published, self-important, self-imposed shame of not having been actually published yet.

quick note: I was hip-pocketed by a junior-level agency d-bag whilst I was taking screenwriting classes at UCLA several years back right after my separation/divorce (healthy distraction), and during the same class had a story optioned by a producer for chump-change.  I've also pitched to every studio, save for Paramount Pictures, several scripts and treatments over the years.  I had one project at FremantleMedia go 3 meetings for a reality tv show that to this day I feel could still be a great project.  ugh.  but, it's all good.

So, yes.  I love to write.  But, not sure if writing loves John g.  The muse, shea slapsa my face with embarrassment!  But, she also drives me onward and upward at 2am when I'm supposed to be catching up on my sleep (so important for those of us recently on the wrong side of 40), I'm writing another treatment, or sharpening up a children's story.  Some day.  Some day.

By the way, I'm now the head of marketing for a legal company up in Seattle. I still live in Malibu Canyon, but fly there weekly.  It's great fun, but lots of hours and work.  I'm launching two new websites for this company, which is keeping me in high creative cotton.  I write; I edit our outside attorneys who write for us; I create new products, and brand the hell out of all the IP we create, and draft all of our press releases and corporate responses.  So, again, that's fun, but there's still a brass ring with my nom de plume on it in the form of a book, children's book, screenplay ... or at least another blog post.  Gawd, I love writing.


Barbara said...

So....there you are, my dear.
Between you and Deborah, I've been missing my old friends. So pleased you popped in to read (what I consider) total pap in the food writing world. Unlike you, I can't write worth a damn, but I can cook. Hem.
Wrong side of 40? How about wrong side of 75? (I have three children 15 years older than you! Frightening, indeed.)
Loved reading about your dreams, your hopes and your "real" life. Hang in there with writing, you are indeed talented. Success is bound to come; not fast enough for you, I know.
Clicked on the Netflix movie you suggested, definitely my cup of tea. Hope I can get it via Apple TV's Netflix link.
Don't be away so long, J.G. I missed you too!

Mandy Southgate said...

I'm glad you love writing because I love reading what you write. I love the way you craft your words. It's interesting to see how much has changed in the past year. I often dream of commuting to The Hague or other suitable European city but I imagine the commute can be brutal?

Jg. for FatScribe said...

Barb -- I know one thing. You are a hell of a writer ... baking be damned. Serious. Plus, your kids and their successes (so jealous of your curator daughter with her gallery). You're correct, i do miss our Deb and all of the other bloggers that we started with, including Ms. Emm (below)

Emm -- the commute is cool because i'm Virgin America from LA to Seattle, which is awesome when i get upgraded to ride "up front" in 1st class. however, there are some real benefits if you can get in and out of the city within a couple of hours. being from S.Africa like you are, there are some serious international travels that you've already been on.

as always, i appreciate your photos from the cool concerts you go go! can't wait to get to London -- i'll send you and hubs a shout out if i get there in 2014.


Caleb S. Garcia said...

Congrats on the Seattle gig. That's some exciting stuff.

Mandy Southgate said...

That would really be lovely. Do give me a shout on email or Twitter if you're ever in town and I'd love to catch up over a nice meal.

Julia Christie said...

Yeah!!! JG writes! You know those of us that adore your writing are hooked and consider it a true treat to lie back and just let those ever so well penned jgreggisms just wash over us like so much silk.
Glad I stumbled across this post- so little time for much of anything these days:)
So you are in Seattle!!! Are you surviving the rain? It hasn't been too terrible so far this year:)
If you ever fancy a trip up to the San Juan's please let me know- would be happy to stand you a cuppa joe and give you all the locals pointers for sightseeing. Your boys would love the water and the islands.
Hope all is well with your family and please don't give up on that splendid gift you have- you are a wonderful writer!!
Julia christie

Dumbwit Tellher said...

And gawd we all love when you do write Jg. Julia said it best with the term, 'jgreggisms'! You see what I fail to see and appreciate; you toss it all up with nostalgia, wit and tenderness. What you wrote about 'Get Smart' transported me back to a fun time in my life. I so forgot about the 'cone of silence'!

Your new job sounds terrific and I'm thrilled you are working weekly in my home town. I'd say life is on track and you have at least another 40 years to write to your hearts content. You are born to write, its you and I am grateful. I have to say when I saw your FB comment that you wrote a new post, it felt like my best friend just rolled into town for a visit and it was Christmas!! Take care my friend and thanks for the gift of your words.

Cheers ~ Deb

Lou Archer said...

Wow-wee, you are a writer, it all counts, and you have a job that pays you too.... all I have is alpaca poo-picking. 'Wot-eh-vah!' That's how we say it here in Brit-land. I've self-published.... may not retire on the proceeds but I have got some wonderful emails from young readers. Encouraging.

Keep going and we'll hope our book tours collide one day. x