Wednesday, August 31, 2016

And on the EIGHTH day he rested...


My body started shutting down. Yesterday, when I was running around to a friend's play reading and then went to a movie, I started getting really tired. I was hungry. I stuck it out because I really wanted to see the film, DON'T THINK TWICE - which I'll get to later. Loved it.

My voice started to go. When I got home around 8 PM, I felt like I wanted to go to bed. I had a phone call scheduled with my best friend David at 9 PM. He apparently called - I didn't hear it ring or get a missed call - and I went to bed after 10 PM. I would have been thrilled to have gone to bed at 8. I wasn't going to have a voice if we chatted for a long time, which is what we both usually do when we're together.

I slept for nine hours last night. Exhausted. I woke up feeling better, but not 100%. I had an appointment I needed to go to, but I knew I didn't have to be anywhere else. Today was about resting and relaxing. I had my syllabus done. I had my lesson plan. The first day is usually pretty chill. But I have 30 students, which is overwhelming to me. We can't just sit in a circle. This is an actual part lecture course where I have to stand in front of them like the professor. Ugh. I have to go be the adult tomorrow.

I come to this class in TV and Film Writing almost five months after I last taught. My other class was magical. I had eight or nine glorious students. Well, seven or eight - and one problem child. But it was a great class. They were all smart and a lot of fun. But it was a real writing class - I got to do a lot of stuff with them because it was so small.

This is a different story. I'm sure they're all great students. My experience with the Film and TV kids versus the theatre kids is that they're a little more snarky. That's fine. I can deal with snarky. And when you've got big group like this - this is more than the 20 person screenwriting course I subbed for. I believe that's the next level course. For this one, I want them to be incredibly clear on structure. I want them to see how hard this work really is. Then I want them to work their asses off. 

I also come to this class off of six months experience in writing and production of a TV series, something I didn't have before. In some ways, I'm more qualified to teach this course than the other course only because I worked in development for so many years with other writers. I have lots of experience as a playwright and doing it myself and studying it for sure, but in terms of resume stuff it's easier to see my experience in TV.  I love teaching. I enjoy it. I also love working in the field. 

Right now, I really am in a period of rest. I finished eight months of incredibly productive time. Now the other four months will be teaching - and maybe some unexpected things on the horizon. I hope. It's definitely a transition. 

I'm going to enjoy the drive down tomorrow. I love that drive. It's the beach. It's calm. It's familiar. I'm ready for the change of pace - the calm before the storm, perhaps.

My intention is stillness.
My intention is openness.
My intention is to breathe.

I am grateful for fun.
I am grateful for scenic drives.
I am grateful for good times.
I am grateful for today.

K Spa Writing Tour: Day Seven - The Last Stop

It's the last stop of this leg of the tour, anyway. I was going to hit up my fave hotel health club for budget steaming and lounging. But it's CLOSED for remodeling, which means that the prices will be going up for sure. A $9 steam, workout and all day hangout was in my budget. I'm not going to be happy if the price doubles. Then I keep going to my K Spas. That's fine.

This tour has been incredibly productive. I have gotten a lot done. The experiment worked! I got all three scripts done - my ten minute play, my full length play rewrite and my pilot rewrite done in my time line. Now that I'm resting my voice - because I'm so worn out after working my ass off last week and for several weeks before that on the show - I can appreciate the amount of work I got done.

I went back to Irvine Spa - a place I really enjoy. I knew I'd be able to get my shit done there. 

I was still recovering from my hangover from Saturday's celebration after the reading and our wrap party. I headed to Irvine Spa - feeling I could be more productive today than yesterday. After some flirting and interesting conversations with a few guys, I headed into the TV room to get some work done. I went through all of my notes and all of a sudden I got super clear about what needed to get fixed. I think I was overwhelmed on Sunday - partially because I was super hungover - but today I was crystal clear about what needed to happen. I had a certainty about the amount of time I had to get my stuff done - I knew I had to turn in the pilot script to my manager that night so that I could start Tuesday  with tightening up my syllabus for class. I needed a little transition before launching into another incredibly busy project.

As much fun as it is to check guys out at the spa, I'm finding myself driven less and less by my libido than I was when I was younger. Maturity? Maybe. But it's freeing up a lot of time to getting work done. Flirting and cruising take up a shit ton of time when you could be doing other things. I got to Irvine Spa around noon and I left around 10 PM.

Stats:
Location - Irvine Spa
Hours - 10
Pages - 53

That number looks high - 53. But that's because I did most of my note-taking the day before and because I zeroed on what needed to be fixed. I realized that because I had such a strong outline, not much was out of place. And what was out of place was in one big section and so definitely obvious. I did a "tone pass" as well - which is doing a pass where you set the descriptive passages in a certain tone that's consistent. I'm not always clear on what something is, but that night I was completely clear on what this pilot was about.

When I sent the email to my manager, I decided to send both scripts. I had taken longer than I wanted to in getting the pilot to him because of other things I was working on. I hope the impact of both scripts will emphasize the fact that I've been working my ass off for the past few months. Not that I need to prove something to him - but I think I feel a little bit of pressure because it's a new working relationship.

I got home that night and was exhausted in the first eight months of the year, I had written or rewritten 1294 pages. I don't need to get to last year's number of 2000. I'm happy that I've been working and that I've gotten stuff done. That's plenty for me. Now it's onward to teaching…

My intention is to rest.
My intention is to recalibrate.
My intention is to restore.
My intention is to surrender to what the Universe will have me do.

I am grateful for a few days to recover.
I am grateful for good friends who show up for me.
I am grateful for my productivity.
I am grateful for this time in my life.

Monday, August 29, 2016

K Spa Writing Tour: Day 6

Even though I haven't done it on consecutive days, it looks like my Writing Tour is winding down. I finished all three scripts I wanted to finish last week. And now I'm working on a pilot polish so I can turn it in tonight. I have a lot of work to get done before then - and that will actually be Day Seven. This post is a day late from yesterday, which was my sixth stop on my K Spa Writing Tour. I was back at Royal Spa in Hacienda Heights for this one. It's a small Korean Spa, but it actually feels the most cozy in some ways. There's a small table for me to sit at. There are loungers. It's basically a one room locker/sleep/work area. Then there's a one room hot tub/cold tub/sauna/steam room area. And the Groupon makes it super cheap. It's great.

I had quite the night the night before. I had my reading and my wrap party for our show. I definitely celebrated and I woke up hungover for the first time in a VERY long time. I don't know if I've been hungover since my break up. I went sober for a couple of months after that. And while I've been drinking a bit here and there, I'm not drinking regularly. I even see more sober time coming up. I've had three sober months this year. And they were great. Saturday night was fun, too. But I don't feel like I need to keep doing that.

I debated whether or not I should head to the spa yesterday because I was exhausted. I knew that the spa would be good in a lot of ways. But I needed to go there and be productive. So I crashed on the couch until about 2 PM and then I headed over, once I was feeling a little more alive.

I didn't do a ton of work. I went through the notes on the pilot and I figured out the changes I need to make. So yesterday was a good set up for today, which I feel has to be the productive day. I'm hoping it will be.

Mainly I got a lot of steam time in and nap time in too. Both really productive things. I needed to recover. And yet, I still managed to take massive notes on the script. I know what I need to do now.

Stats:
Location: Royal Spa
Hours: 5
Pages: Technically 0, but I took a lot of notes

My intention is to let go.
My intention is to soar.
My intention is to focus.

I am grateful for a day of recovery.
I am grateful for no guilt.
I am grateful for the fun I had Saturday night.
I am grateful for the good cheer of good friends.

Sunday, August 28, 2016

This Is the Part Where I Break Free...

That's a line from an Ariana Grande song that I'm obsessed with.  I listen to it when I'm spinning or in the gym. I listen to it when I'm writing and I need to liberate myself somehow. I'm often trying to pump myself up somehow to get to the gym or to sit in front of the computer and write. More often than not, it's hard to muster up the courage to write or do anything productive.

My friends will say that I am a pretty productive guy and I get things done. They'll say that this self-depricating stuff is bullshit - that I'm a beast when it comes to getting shit done. And that's partially true. I am so aware of the Resistance and I try to overcome it that the energy translates into productivity. When procrastination and worry and fear - the agents of Resistance - are around, you have to take them seriously. They are formidable opponents. So I am aware of how hard it is to create work and how much of a miracle it is when it happens.

And when you're productive, something magical happens. The muse shows up. But it's the routine action of showing up that gets her to show up. Last year, I wrote a play that people liked. I had developed it with a local theatre and I had a series of readings, culminating in a big one in September. Once people started saying things like "this is going to get produced" or "someone's going to do this play", I put plugs in my ears and ran away. There was such a high expectation for this thing I had created. So I walked into my writer's group and I brought in pages for a new play.

Much to my surprise, that was well-received. Then I finished the play at the end of February. I gave it to the head of the writer's group to have him read it. Then the theatre committed to a summer workshop. And they asked me to join the company.

That workshop happened this month. And the reading happened yesterday. I've been working on this play pretty hard during the past week. That's why I've been doing my K Spa Writing Tour for the past week. I knew that I had to bring it. There were notes and suggestions my actors made and I knew that if I didn't make the proper changes, I was going to be angry at myself. I can't sit in an audience thinking about the things I should have changed.

My director sent me an email today saying that she heard the play as if it was for the first time yesterday. That sums up perfectly how I felt. I don't know what happened. But it felt like a blur. From the jump, there was something magical and exciting about that reading. We worked with our lead actor for an hour on Friday just on the opening monologue. I knew that if we didn't nail that moment, then we wouldn't have had our audience. I knew we needed an hour to work with him - and thankfully, we were all available. Once we ran through the monologue - and the actors started coming in for their call time for rehearsal - I could hear it. I knew that we had something. And I knew that with an audience, it would be on fire.

We had a packed house. About 50 or so people. We only had 24 people RSVP'd to come. I was hoping that people would show up. And they did, in huge numbers. All of a sudden, I looked around and felt like I needed to grab a seat or I wasn't going to have one. And just like that, we were off to the races. And our lead actor nailed it. He had the audience in the palm of his hand. The scenes were fast and lean. The performances were high octane. The laughs were big. And the emotions were big too. I don't think we timed it, but there's no way that was over 90 minutes. And if it was, it flew.

When it was all over, the audience cheered. I turned to my friends, who said they were proud of me. And then I lost it and cried my eyes out. I couldn't stop crying for what felt like two minutes. I just released all of it. I cried because my friends were there and they were proud of me. That means everything. It's also the thing I sought from my Dad and I couldn't get from him. So for my friends to so openly tell me how much they loved it and love me…that was enough for me to cry like a baby. Fortunately, that was all broken up when we needed to take a cast photo.

But then…my best friend David came up to me with tears in his eyes. David lost his mom this year. And he said it felt so familiar. And he told me he was proud of me. I lost it again. I cried in his arms. We cried in each other's arms. Then he said the magic words, "And it was fucking funny."  I had nailed the emotional stuff, but the play works because it's so funny too. I had a few exchanges like that with people who got emotional. I'm so glad the play touches people. And then I started hearing predictions, which are aways flattering and way nice. But it also makes me freak out.

Does that mean it's time to start on something new? I don't know. I have no ideas. I'm taking a different approach this time. I'm going to lean into it. This play should be done everywhere. It should have a big world premiere somewhere. I would love our theatre company to do it, but it might involve a lot of hoop jumping to figure out a way for us to do it. It's not a natural fit for our site specific theatre company. But there might be ways for it to work. The thing I don't want to do is force a square peg into a round hole and hurt the play.

Something happened to me in the writing of this play. I can honestly say I would not have been ready to write this play until now. I can feel myself getting better as a playwright through writing this play. The play I wrote last year also had this effect on me. As epic as that play was, this play is so deeply personal. Last year's play is amazing because it does so much and there's a play within a play inside of it. It takes huge leaps. And I took even bigger leaps on this play. I thought I was ready before. I am ready now. This is the person I want to present to the world.

My intention is to take a leap.
My intention is to take a leap.
My intention is to take a leap.

I am grateful for the support of all of my friends.
I am grateful for the love.
I am grateful for my friend David who makes me feel loved.

Saturday, August 27, 2016

K Spa Writing Tour: Day 5 (Resumed)

After one day off "the road", I'm back on the writing bus. I've had quite the morning of getting some writing done on the play. We had rehearsal last night and it brought up a lot of questions. A lot of the writing I did, I've cut. It was the right thing to do. I was overwriting. After rehearsal, I felt incredibly overwhelmed and a bit lost. I got home and started working on the things we talked about. And then I woke up and started doing some more.

I've cut four more pages of the script. So now we're down to 93 pages - we were at 106 in the previous draft. So it's really going to be a lean 90 minute play with no intermission. I'm pretty psyched about that.

At rehearsal last night, the playwright whose workshop I attended came to participate and give notes. Everything was incredibly helpful. I've been asking for what I need from my director, producer and actors. It's really terrific that I can get what I need.

So now I head out to Natura Spa again - I like it because it's small and cheaper than the others and I can stay for as long as I want to in their parking lot.

I have the print out of the pilot script to work on. So I'm going to sit down and go through that script the same way I went through this one - on the hard copy. My goal is to get through the pilot script in the next several hours. And then I go to rehearsal and we work on the play. We're calling our lead actor in an hour early so we can work with him. Then we're working with our other actors for the remaining 3.5 hours. Long day. But we've got the reading tomorrow. It's going to be completely worth it.

2:30 PM - I've been here for an hour and a half. I relaxed and steamed and all that jazz. Now I'm in the lounge and I'm doing work. I just finished the rewrites and made a few tweaks. I sent the new pages to our team. Now I just have to wait and see what I hear tonight.

So far…

Location: Natura Spa
Pages: 6 (plus cuts and tweaks)
Hours: 5 (3.5 at home and 1.5 at the spa)

Now it's lunch time and I need to start going through the pilot. Eesh.

I made it through about half of the pilot. I'll deal with the rest of it in the morning.

My intention is to take a leap.
My intention is to take a leap.
My intention is to take a leap.

I am grateful for the support of a great company of actors.
I am grateful for the open hearts of many friends.
I am grateful for the enthusiasm I experience when we read this play.


Thursday, August 25, 2016

…and counting

In the constant struggle of trying to make a career and being satisfied by the work alone, I try to remember that doing the work is what leads to the rewards around it.

I work hard. That I know.

I have friends who work hard and some who don't work as hard. And while it's easy to say that those who work hard will be rewarded more, that's not always the case. Luck factors into so much of all of this.

My challenge today was to get the pilot done. I had come home last night and wrote about eight pages. Then I woke up this morning hoping to finish. So at around 9:30, I started writing. Around 10, I got a text and checked my phone. Then I saw that I had a call from my friend Cory that I missed because my ringer was off. I had hit a stride, but I felt like I wanted to talk to him today, so I called him. We had that conversation that all artists - in this case, writers - have with each other. We talk shop and about opportunities that we want and ones that we feel we're missing.

Cory's a friend who works hard. He has written three new plays this year. What the fuck, bro? You're making the rest of us look bad. But people say that about me, so I know I'm in good company. Cory keeps me on my game. He's also someone I care deeply about and I want him to have everything he wants. He's a friend who pushes me because I know he's always working. If I'm not working, I know that Cory is and that motivates me. I'm not jealous of Cory - even though I think he's a brilliant writer and he's got the goods. I know he respects me as a writer, too.

So we have these conversations about wanting things. And I tell him the thing I never could take in when someone would say it to me after I'd be frustrated at the state of my career -

It'll happen.

How unhelpful is that? It's something you don't believe until something happens. But the difference with Cory is that he puts in the work. I have other people in my life who don't put in the work and they want all the stuff that others have. It's okay for Cory to want all the stuff because he works his ass off. And he will get the opportunities. I believe that.

My friend Susan works hard as well and deserves everything she has. She stands firmly in who she is because she knows herself. She ran our show with aplomb. She was the boss and took that role very seriously. And she held that set together when I watched her.

Those of us who work hard are hard on ourselves because we know what we're capable of when things are firing on all cylinders. And we expect that things will be firing that hot all of that time because in general we are highly productive. It's an unreal expectation, but one that overachievers have. I love being surrounded by such highly motivated people because, again, it motivates me.

We got off the phone after an hour. The conversation was good and I felt like we both left the conversation feeling better and less isolated. Then I went back to the script - hoping that I hadn't blown it by stopping earlier. But the flow was still there because the conversation didn't disrupt the flow. The conversation was still about productivity and ideas. So when I got back to the pilot, I finished.

Stats:

Location: Home
Hours: 1.5
Pages: 4

Total Page This Year to Date: 1148

And I still have another rewrite or two of the play, the rewrite of this pilot, and the rewrites of another pilot. Last year, I wrote 2000 pages. That would be nice. But the amount of experience and growth that has happened is satisfactory enough.

I have no plans after this pilot and the next one. That should take me to about the end of the year. I have no idea what exists beyond that. Is that scary? Maybe. But it also feels like there's a new adventure ahead of me.

My intention is to take a leap.
My intention is to take a leap.
My intention is to take a leap.
My intention is to take a leap.
My intention is to take a leap.

I am grateful for heart to hearts with friends.
I am grateful for inspiration.
I am grateful for getting all three scripts I set out to finish done.

Brown Ambition


The other night I had a text exchange with a very good friend. We were catching up, like we normally do. She had an emergency at home with her husband's health that fortunately worked out for the best. And we started talking about productivity and submitting  material to various theatres.

She talked about how she was reframing rejections for herself. She had read an article that really helped her that talked about collecting rejections. She forwarded it to me and I read it. In the article, the author talks about how she decided instead of being bummed out by the number of literary rejections she was getting, she would now actively pursue her rejections. Because the more rejections she got, that meant the more she was putting herself out there. 

My approach to submissions is to send stuff out and forget about it. When I get a letter of rejection, then I remember that I had submitted somewhere. I instantly detach. My friend keeps track of when she's supposed to hear back about something - that keeps her motivated. We have two completely separate approaches. But each approach works for us. For me, focusing on a rejection - or collecting one - means that I'm thinking about the submission and waiting for an answer. That would drive me personally crazy. I've got to be focused on the work ahead of me, regardless of the outcome. We chatted about our differences via text and I got a text back saying, "I wish I wasn't so ambitious."

Did my process of letting go of results mean I wasn't ambitious?

I had to think about that for a moment. I work hard and I compete on a professional level. I had my first professional staff job on a TV show this year. I'm working on a new play with my theatre company. I have a manager. I've been writing pilots. I am ambitious. But I'm not worried about the outcome. I'm worried about the work.

My friend says that it's not about the outcome, but it's about the opportunity. She really wants those opportunities. I agree. The opportunity to develop your work can only make it better. That's why I have my writer's group that I'm a part of. That's why I've run workshops for my playwrights group for the past three years. That's why I teach. I give myself as many opportunities to be in community with people and do the work. I'm not doing it on a nationally recognized level. I'm not doing it with a name brand attached. But I'm doing that work 24/7, 365 days a year.

That doesn't mean that what I'm doing is better. But I'm getting those development opportunities because I'm putting myself out there. I'm involved with Chalk Rep because of the writer's group. I had material to bring into the writer's group because I had just finished a play that I developed for eight months with Moving Arts last year and I needed a distraction - from everyone who said that one of the big development entities was going to develop that play because it was good and timely. NOT ONE DID. And if I had waited for that, I would have missed out on so much in this past year. 

Would I have loved to have flown out to the O'Neill? Or been in Ojai? Or been presented and anointed at the Pacific Playwrights Festival or Humana like many of my friends and colleagues have been? Absolutely. It will be an honor when those things happen. But today, I go to rehearsal. I workshop this new play because I decided ten months ago that I needed to keep writing because I couldn't listen to those voices and get my hopes up. I needed to work on the next thing. And I did. And that got noticed - totally by my surprise. The leader of the writer's workshop got behind it. My work as an active participant for the six months before that where I didn't bring any work in because I was already working on something, but I showed up and listened to the new work being brought in - that work was getting recognized and I didn't even know it. I finished that play in February and gave it to the leader of the group, who loved it. They decided to do a workshop. Then they decided to invite me into their company. That was in April and May.

So if I had waited for those big opportunities, I would have missed out on this one. Now I'm a part of a theatre company that wanted me. That reached out to me and asked me to join. No other writers were asked. One other company member was brought in. I now have an artistic home. That means more to me than those national titles. And in fact, those national titles are in far closer reach because I now am associated with a recognized theatre company. I have legitimacy. I also have the security of having a home and knowing that anything I write will be read. Maybe not produced by them every time. But I will always have an opportunity to hear my work read out loud and workshopped. 

That makes me a better writer. That makes me more competitive. So it's not about a lack of ambition, it's about a need to be driven by what I'm doing in the day to day - not in the distant future. It's about living in the now. My friend - who I love and respect - has her way of dealing with her career. And it's what gets her out of bed every morning and gets her excited to write. It's about the goal she sets for herself and she will find success on that path. 

Not every way works for every person. That way would make me crazy. It's too goal-oriented and not process-oriented for me. It's about external validation, which I'm working on needing less. That doesn't mean that validation doesn't come. It means that I am detaching myself from it. The external validation will come because that's what happens when you do something and someone notices and likes it. It's a natural result of getting work out there. But I don't live and die by that praise or rejection. I keep going regardless of the good or the bad.

It doesn't mean that I'm not ambitious. That notion I do reject. I'm hella ambitious - because I'm curious. Because I want to problem solve. Because I want to see what happens when I sit down for the work.

My intention is to take a leap.
My intention is to take a leap.
My intention is to take a leap.

I am grateful for artistic debate.
I am grateful to know my process.
I am grateful that the work is getting done.

K Spa Writing Tour: Day Off

For the past four days, I have been writing in Korean Spas. And writing about writing in Korean Spas. It has been a delight and a joy to have that luxury and that level of productivity. But when you've been doing something for four days straight, you have to take a break. I'm not taking a break from writing, but I'm taking a break from going to another spa today. My skin is as soft and as clear as it needs to be right now. If I don't take a break, I'm not going to appreciate it the way that I usually do.

I didn't get any writing done at the spa yesterday. But when I got home, I did. I was getting stuck and forcing myself to get unstuck wasn't sticking. I didn't get nervous, the way I usually do. I accepted that being stuck was going to be the thing. Or better, I accepted that I was at the spa and I should enjoy the spa. So I slept and I soaked and I engaged in conversations with two couples visiting. I listened to stories and I lived my own story. It was terrific in that way. And now today, I have the day off.

What am I going to do with my day off from the spa?
I slept in - at least compared to yesterday when I woke up at 5 AM. I woke up at 6:42 this morning. That's a whole hour and 42 minutes of sleep. I think I went to bed around 11:30. So…seven hours. That's pretty terrific.
I've meditated already this morning. I'm having breakfast now and I'm doing a foot soak for my right foot which has a little athlete's foot.

Then I think I'm going to shower and get to work. I have seven scenes from the pilot to complete. I'm going to let it be as long as it needs to be and then cut. My manager wants this pilot down to about 52 or 53 pages. Maybe 55. That was the original assignment. To cut five pages. That turned into three months of revamping and cutting stuff, yet also adding stuff. I'm learning lessons every day - what happens when I have a script that I could bang out in under a month and I take three months? I've been busy, sure. But having that amount of time to think and sit with the idea and see if it sticks - that's not a bad thing at all.

I need to run some errands. I need to see about my passport renewal.  I need to turn in my paper work and a check to the WGA. I need to do a lot of shit. I need to go to the printer and print a copy of the pilot once I finish. So I need to finish before 4 PM basically. Because I have rehearsal downtown at 6:30 for the play. And then it's play time. That's easy. I just have to listen to the play being read again. And comment. And listen. And be ready to rewrite.

Then I can go back tomorrow and maybe spend the day at the K Spa if I need to. Or maybe I can get work done and give myself the reward of going to a K Spa and just relaxing.

My intention is to take a leap.
My intention is to take a leap.
My intention is to take a leap.

I am grateful for my morning meditation.
I am grateful for grey skies.
I am grateful for a chill in the air.
I am grateful for morning rituals.
I am grateful for relaxing foot soaks.
I am grateful for a steady stream of thoughts and ideas.
I am grateful for my producers, director and actors.

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

K Spa Writing Tour: Day Four, Addendum

I came home at 8:30 PM.
I was at Wi Spa for 14 hours.
I didn't really write anything.
I watched my Real Housewives of New York City finale - and watched the shit hit the fan.
I had a glass of wine and two pieces of chocolate - rewarding myself for committing to being in a space of productivity for the day. Even though I didn't get all the work done I wanted to, I was productive.
I didn't waste any time.

I kept going around and around with myself, trying to figure out what was blocking me.
I realized that the technical scenes I was freaking out about because I didn't want them to be inauthentic.
Resistance.
So I decided to write the stuff I knew I could write easy that didn't require any technical jargon.
And I got to the end.

Tomorrow, I'll tackle the technical stuff.
Maybe at one of the Korean Spas.
Maybe not.
But I'll get it done on time.

So those 14 hours were useful after all.

Stats for the day:
Location: Wi Spa
Hours: 14
Pages: 0

Second location: Home
Hours: 2
Pages: 8

My intention is to stay the course.
My intention is to keep typing.
My intention is to finish.

I am grateful for the ability to not give up.
I am grateful for the early morning this morning.
I am grateful for encouraging emails and phone calls.
I am grateful that sleepy time is happening soon.
I am grateful for rest.

K-Spa Writing Tour: Day Four

All week I have been writing at Korean Spas - mostly with a lot of success. The first day I rewrote 65 pages. Admittedly, the beginning of that play was in pretty good shape. I mainly trimmed pages. The second day, I got about 16 pages rewritten and worked through some new scenes. And yesterday, I got through another 18. And I finished. I took the rest of that day to relax and decompress. I stayed at the spa for another five hours after I finished so I'd have a clear break between writing projects. 

Today, on Day Four of my writing tour, I take on a different project. I'm at Wi Spa in Koreatown, a personal favorite of mine. I've been at Wi several times for 11 or 12 hours. I have stayed here overnight before. When I'm here it feels like time stands still. It's like a miniature city. There are no windows, so you don't really know what time it is outside. There's a great restaurant here. There are many co-ed areas to relax and sleep and unwind. I'm bringing in the big guns to get this next script done.

The alarm went off at 5 AM. I was in bed by 10:15 PM last night, knowing that I'd have to wake up early if I wanted to beat traffic. When I finished up at Imperial Spa yesterday, I thought about whether or not I even needed to come to a spa today. I finished the play. I know I have to finish my rewrite of this pilot. But I thought, maybe I could just do this at home. I'm accomplished. I'm done!

Then I thought about Resistance. Resistance would want me to stop because I've gotten enough done. I know that if I get this pilot done, then I will be done with all the writing I wanted to get done this week. And I'm in a perfect position to accomplish that goal. And I think about how Resistance works. It's insidious. First it starts out with "well, you've done enough. You need your rest." Then it becomes, "Can you really do that?", "There's NO WAY you can do that.", "You're not smart enough", etc.

So I doubled down and decided to get up early, like I was heading into the office. I know that Wi has an early bird special Monday-Friday where if you get in between 4-10AM, it's $20. And I know if I get here early, I'm going to avoid traffic and I'm going to feel like I'm accomplished. When I drove in this morning, it was dark. I almost missed Wilshire Blvd because it was so quiet. And when I pulled into the parking lot, it was FULL. I was shocked. But a lot of people stay here over night. And it's the nicest 24 hour Korean Spa in the area.

I'm ready to pull in a long day to get this pilot rewritten. I have about 38 pages written. I have several more scenes to write and I think it will come in long. But I want to rewrite everything and see what I have to cut. I've been working on the pilot itself for the past month. I have a personal deadline to get it done by tomorrow so I can say I've only worked on it for the month. My manager gave me notes on it three months ago, but because of production and another project I was trying to pitch, I haven't had the time to really work on it. And I've been working on the play as well. It's not like I haven't done any work on it. I worked on a beat sheet and an outline. I reworked a lot of the play. It feels like a serious rewrite -almost a redraft. I've been on set producing, so it's not like I've been putting it off to do nothing. Yet, I still feel like I need to close this out and send it to him so we can take next steps. Mercury retrograde is coming up on the 30th as well, so I want to finish it before then.

I feel like I'm setting myself up for a busy fall. After I finish up with the pilot, I have two days of the play workshop and I'll be rewriting during that time. Then I have the reading on Saturday and next week I have to get my syllabus together to start teaching in about a week. Then I've got a whole new adventure in the Fall of being in San Diego. I have an inkling that the Fall will be busy, like the Spring was with me having to juggle teaching with other projects. I'm absolutely open to that. I can always make things work.

8 AM - Already been here two hours. I looked at the play again and made some minor adjustments. Got teary reading over the end. That's it. I stuck the landing. Now I look forward to hearing more and seeing what else I can cut. Eating some food I brought with me. Sending out some emails. Going to be talking myself into getting some work on this pilot done soon. I'm finishing up some loose ends to avoid work - Resistance is looming nearby. Need to get this work done quickly so I can get do what I came here to do today.

12 PM - Still haven't started the work yet. Been at the spa for six hours! I've been reading and doing other things. I took a nap. I've eaten a bit. I've cleaned out my emails. I've sent emails. I've had text conversations with friends. I've listened to music. I've watched videos. Lunch is coming soon. This is how I thought it would go. That's why I got here early. I'm getting ready to work soon. I hope. :)

6 PM - Okay, I've been here officially for twelve hours. I'm trying to get stuff done. I'm actually not totally feeling the stuff I need to get done. I'm trying not to panic. Today has been productive in taking things easy. I'm worried that I won't get the pilot done in the time I need to. I have a habit of getting everything done on my list except for the last thing I need to get done. I just need to write some scenes. I don't need to finish it all today. Just some scenes. Trying to take the pressure off of myself. I have had a lot of relaxing dips in the cold pool and time in the steam room. I do need the time to decompress. But  I also have to get this pilot done. I have to remember not to compartmentalize everything I need to get done. I have such an emotional attachment to the play because it's telling a personal story. That play feels more important for me because it feels more creative and more personal. Then I work on the pilot and that feels like it pales in comparison. But I have to remember that the pilot is also my family story. It's the story of a family like mine that has a successful business. I'm still telling those personal family stories. Both of those stories speak to one another, which could be good in terms of selling me as a writer. I try not to get too involved in the whole strategy of it all - but old habits die hard. I have a talent for seeing how things fit together. I do that for other people in my life. I like the business as much as the show. But it also means that I put all kinds of pressure on myself. Somehow I have put Hollywood - or a successful film and TV writing career - on a pedestal. I should just do the work, like I always do. And I've written multiple versions of this script before. So why is this different for me this time? I've been incredibly productive this year so far - I know how to do this. I rewrote a pilot, wrote this play and have been working on the rewrites, I've written on a show and did multiple outlines and drafts, I've been on set and produced. Why is it so hard for me to get this one script done? I haven't had time and I've been putting it off. But it also has scared me for some reason. I'm getting too much in my head about it.

It's 7:40 PM and I think I'm going to go home soon. After I finish this post. I didn't get much writing done today. Not in the way I wanted to. I'm questioning whether or not I'm going to head to a K Spa tomorrow. I might wait and see if on Friday I need to get work done on the rewrite. I have been productive. I have rested. I have reset. I had a few conversations - met a couple from Chicago who are stopping in LA before they head to Australia and Asia for a year to get jobs and travel. Then I met a couple from Phoenix who are in town for one of the boyfriend's birthdays. So not all was lost. I will have been here for 14 hours. I felt completely active and engaged in my day the whole time.

When I was in the steam room - I was present. When I was in the dry sauna or the cold pool or napping, I felt like those were deliberate things. I took care of some business things via email. I even watched a few videos, but none of it felt like unconscious work. I felt engaged. Fourteen hours of mental engagement are a victory. I'm not mad at today in ways that I would have been just even a year ago. I would beat myself up about a "wasted day." Today was not wasted. I've felt inspired all day. I'm not sure what's not clicking with this pilot. I have the story mapped out! I'm ready to go. I think I just need to write the scenes I want to write and then fill in the pieces until I'm done. I'm not going to think about it too hard. Nourishing my soul and my creative self is also work.  I've had a very meditative sort of day. I don't feel depleted. I don't feel like I didn't have the energy today.

I know I have work to do on this pilot beyond getting it finished. I start rehearsals for the workshop tomorrow. I'm going to be fully engaged in that. I can't wait to get into the rehearsal room. I know it's important to have a writing sample in which to sell me. I'm not assuming I'm going to be asked back for the next season of our show. I'd love to. But I'm acting as if I don't know what the next thing is going to be because I actually don't.

I'm not sure where that trust comes from - the trust that things will work out. I have employment starting next week. Some would say that I'm not forcing myself to work because I have security. But I have been working my ass off all year. I don't feel like anything's guaranteed. It would be different if I didn't try. That's not the case. My manager didn't like the pilot I wrote last year. I had another pilot I wanted to rewrite. Last year I wrote three scripts in three months after spending eight months on one script. I didn't stop because I was "done" for the year. Or because I was tired. I'm not stopping now. This is just taking longer because I've been working. I'm building an incredible skill set to write and produce my own show.

This play has opened up my voice in so many ways. I know that it has broken me open. Will it set the world on fire? I can't say. I know it has set me on fire. It's weird. I don't have a TV sample that is that weird. I'd like to believe that someone could sell me on my theatre material for TV, especially coming off a gig.

I want to finish the pilot because I believe in this story. I've taken apart the story after thinking I was done a long time ago. Maybe it's the difficulty of dusting something off and completely revamping it. I'm making it better. There's no doubt about that. It's not that I'm ruining anything. I know this process is for sure making the pilot better. I'll get it done. I have no doubt about that. My brain just has to put some things together in ways it hasn't been able to yet. I'll get there.

My intention is to be good to myself.
My intention is to be open.
My intention is to work hard.

I am grateful for random conversations with strangers.
I am grateful for joy.
I am grateful for music.
I am grateful for inspiration that comes in all forms.





Tuesday, August 23, 2016

K Spa Writing Tour: Day Three

I find that writing at Korean Spas motivate me. I usually like going to places where I can spend more than three hours at. Some spas in the area have a time limit. The ones I like to write at - Wi Spa, Spa Place, Imperial Spa, Irvine Spa - do not. So that means I can write and grab some food when I have a heavy deadline coming up. When I have this much to do, I sometimes head out of town and do a mini writing retreat. I didn't have time to do that this week, so I decided that I would do a "staycation" DIY writing retreat.

The first two days were very productive. I got 65 pages revised on Sunday. About 16 revised yesterday. And today…? Well, I finished the play. I didn't give myself pressure, but I knew that I really wanted to finish today. Because, of course, I have more writing to do. I turned in a ten minute play that's being produced in October. That was due yesterday. I have this reading this weekend. And then I have a pilot I want to finish this week, so that I can show it to my manager before retrograde sets in on the 30th. Then I can use the retrograde period to focus on teaching and getting other shit done.

I woke up this morning a little sleepy. I knew I wanted to finish the play today. But when I give myself a concrete goal and I'm hard on myself to get motivated, I usually don't succeed. I have to trick myself into thinking I have all the time in the world. Being gentle with myself is usually a better tactic than being difficult.

I got to Imperial Health Spa in Fullerton around 10:30 AM this morning. I checked in and went straight to the sauna and steam room. By noon, I hadn't started writing. I was relaxing and trying to make up. I was also checking out a few cute dudes. But I decided that I needed to get my work day started, otherwise, I wouldn't accomplish anything today.

I brought some food with me and headed upstairs to the VIP lounge, which was deserted. That meant I could eat my contraband food without being caught and I could spread out and work in peace. I forgot to bring my headphones with me, which usually means it's hard for me to concentrate. But I just convinced myself that I didn't need them. I brought out my food and ate as I worked. I worked from the script and made handwritten notes. I wrote a bunch of questions for myself - hoping that the routine of writing down notes would inspire some brilliant solutions to this rewrite.

I knew I had to write a scene between two characters that was meant to be poignant. It was a scene that definitely was missing from the play. I realized that one of the characters introduced in the last third of the play would be driving most of this action. I decided to go with it. I liked where all of it was going. I didn't think about everything I needed to get done. I just kept forging ahead.

At about 1:30, I had gotten as far as I could before getting to the end of the play. I had written a note for myself earlier that the last nine pages of the play don't make any sense to me. So when I got to those last nine pages, I stopped. I wrote an email to my director and producers asking for help. Just asking for help allowed me to relax and not hit a wall. I basically said, "Tell me what to do." They told me to trust my gut. That wasn't going to help! In ending stupid emails, I relaxed about the whole process. Then I headed into the ice room at the spa, which is just like a giant refrigerator. It's cool enough where I could bring my phone and a pack of chocolate covered blueberries. I started writing notes on those last nine pages and suddenly it came alive.

When I start a rewrite, I usually try to cut things I know don't work. Trimming isn't really work, but it feels like work. I feel like I'm actually getting something done by getting rid of the fat. Then I'm in a rhythm, deleting material and when it's time to come up with new stuff, I'm already warmed up. After I cut things, I started going in. There was a huge section at the end that I wrote for the first rehearsal two weeks ago that I knew didn't work. I got rid of it. I added a scene I didn't expect to add between two brothers. And I told a story at the end I didn't expect to tell. I wrote in the margins and on the backs of pages. When I closed my notebook, I thought - "Maybe I have it."

I went to the computer and started typing. I'm usually friendly, so I had guys coming up to me to talk. They're strangers, so I can't yell at them like I can at people who are close to me. So I had to just ignore them and keep going. I just cut and added things based on the notes in my script. Soon I reached the end and I was done! Holy fuck nuts! I double checked some things and then emailed my director and producers. Then the script went out to the actors.

Stats on today:

Location: Imperial Spa in Fullerton
Hours: 6
Pages: 19

Now this is Part One, because now I need to switch gears to a pilot I'm working on. I don't know if I'm going to leave or go and grab dinner somewhere and then get back to working. I'm going to stick around and see if a nap and a break will make me ready to tackle this pilot. I'm hoping I can at least start making a plan. I hope there's a sequel to this post.

My intention is to start the next script today.
My intention is to nap.
My intention is to keep going and work somewhere else tomorrow.
My intention is to let it all go and let the Universe handle things.
My intention is fun.

I am grateful for finishing.
I am grateful for a dedicated space and time.
I am grateful for my collaborators who push me gently.
I am grateful that I have finished two scripts this week so far.
I am grateful that I feel hopeful that I can get the pilot done.

The Luxury of Me


I'm writing right now.
Last week I was on set for the last week of production on a show I wrote for.
I was "in charge." Really, there were other producers and executives and directors on set. But I had a voice in what was getting done.
When I think about creative freedom and creative control, that's what it looks like. It looks like me being in charge and having ideas.
I talked with my friend Jen who's directing my play reading on Saturday. "This is your process, baby," she said to me as I was talking out some ideas for the last third of the play.
I'm starting to go from It is? to Yeah, it is.

I wrote that title "The Luxury of Me" and just started writing.

I'm writing a play about my life. Directly. I am a character in that play, played by an actor playing me. My director gave him a note - don't play a character.
"The more you can be yourself, the more you will find that character. Because this character is the playwright being himself within his own play. You're the voice of the playwright in his own creation. Even though it's tempting to try and act because you know you're playing a version of the playwright because the playwright is standing in front of you, just be yourself and don't act."
I thought that was the most brilliant note I've ever heard.
And it made me excited for this reading.
It made me excited to dig deep and get the shit done that I need to get.
It's such a great note because when I'm writing dialogue for the character in the play that's supposed to be me, I'm writing as me. Everyone else, I'm writing as a version.

Right now, I'm luxuriating in being me. Being me is enough. It's a luxury item. It feels like a luxury to be yourself sometimes. In a lot of ways, it shouldn't. It should be a luxury everyone can afford. But it's treated that way. Not everyone gets to do what they want or have their own voice. But why not? I'm enjoying being me right now because the me I get to be is the me I want to be. I'm incredibly lucky. 

That me is radiating - and people are noticing.
I'm so excited about this play because I think it's the fullest expression of myself.
After this, I go on to do other things.
If I know this is on record - and hopefully will go on to get produced - I can go on and do other types of writing.
I can write on other people's shows. I can direct. I can be creative in other ways. 
I will still write. I will still be productive, but this is the fullest form of my pure expression at this point in my life and it exists. There's something rewarding enough in that.

I know I am in the right time and in the right place in my life.

My intention is to write today.
My intention is to leave myself on the page.
My intention is to be open to the fullest expression of myself.

I am grateful for Day Three of my K-Spa Writing Tour.
I am grateful that the first two days have been so successful and now we find ourselves on page 79.
I am grateful that today's journey is 20 pages.
I am grateful that I look like myself with my new haircut.
I am grateful that yesterday, I cleansed the dead weight and dead skin.
I am grateful to be renewed and refreshed.

Monday, August 22, 2016

K-Spa Writing Tour: Day Two

I embarked on a Korean Spa writing tour of my local Korean spas that are great places to write in. You never know who you're going to meet. Yesterday, I wrote about my experience at Irvine Spa, where I was for 12 hours. Today, I had a haircut and on the way home I stopped at Natura Spa in Koreatown. It was great. I had a blast. It's a much smaller operation. There are separate male and female areas, no common area. The men's section has its own kitchen and lounge. I like Natura - been going there for years. It's cheaper than Irvine Spa and I can also stay there all day. I was there for about 8 hours today. That was plenty, but I got a lot of stuff done as well and engaged in one very interesting conversation.

Today was about shedding dead weight. I got a haircut today and cut off most of my hair. I tend to like to ritualize experiences. The end of production on the show was the end of a six month process for me. So I memorialized it by chopping off my hair. Then I went to Natura Spa and got a full body scrub - got rid of a bunch of dead skin cells. And of course, I had work to do. I got a good amount done. But then I engaged in a full artistic conversation with two guys who were pretty attractive and a lot of fun.

I was in the steam room and this hot Latin guy started doing sit ups and planks and all sorts of yoga poses - even a headstand. Another guy broke the ice and told him he was showing off. Then we all started joking around and took our conversation to the jacuzzi. I don't know how we got on the subject of art and putting one's self out there. But we did. Our hot Latin is a dancer, which I believe, and a writer, which I'm less certain about. But the three of us stood in the hot tub talking about artistic motivation and entitlement to one's creativity and all sorts of esoteric bullshit you talk about when naked in a tub with other dudes. The sexual energy was definitely there. I let the two of them handle that while I went to grab some dinner at the cafe before last call.

Then I got engaged in a conversation with the other guy after he finished up with our Latin friend. We've both been kicking around for awhile in the biz and had lots of stories to share. Lots of similarities. He seemed cool and we chatted for a couple of hours. I love talking to new people. That stimulated some thought. Fortunately, I had gotten as far as I could get with the script. I didn't feel like he was pulling me away from anything. And frankly, the conversation was pretty interesting.

It was a productive trip all around. Here are the stats:

Location: Natura Spa
Hours: 8
Pages: 16

Now a lot of those pages were full rewriting. I am now in the part of the script where there's a lot of heavy lifting. I'm rearranging scenes. I'm adding scenes. I'm taking lots of notes. I did a lot of note taking today. I knew I wasn't going to finish - even though I had such a productive day yesterday. I'm doing  a lot of scribbling in my script of things I want to think about. I had a conversation with my director over the phone as well and we both agreed on the scenes I need to write. Even though I didn't write as much per se, I got a lot done. Sometimes it's not about page count.

My intention is to be open to new experiences.
My intention is to have fun.
My intention is to write as much as I can this week.
My intention is to work hard on the play.

I am grateful for random conversations.
I am grateful for bibimbap.
I am grateful for the fun I am having.
I am grateful to have so many projects.
I am grateful for my friendships.

K-Spa Writing Tour: Day One

I have a lot of writing to do this week. I have a ten-minute play that's due - that I JUST turned in - today. I have a workshop reading happening on Saturday and I'm trying to get a pilot I've been working on for the better part of three months - really one month if you don't count the outlining phase and putting it away to work on other projects. But this has really gone on longer than I had wanted it to. So this week is a big push. And in order to do that, I need to go find safe, quiet space to work. 

I was in production for the TV show I'm working on all of last week - it was our final week. And at the end of the week, we had a raffle for a pot of money that people contributed to. The pot got to over $400. I won it. And after I gave $100 to the PA who organized everything, I decided that that money would be about taking care of myself. I used the first $140 of it on a two-hour massage that was incredibly restorative and amazing. Then I decided I would use the rest of it to fund a week writing at Korean Spas.

I didn't feel like driving into LA yesterday to go to a Korean Spa, so I decided to head to I-Spa in Irvine, my favorite K-Spa in Orange County. I knew that they were open until midnight. So I decided to park myself there for as long as I needed to so I could get things done. The big assignment was to get to work on the rewrite of the play I'm rehearsing on Thursday for a workshop reading on Saturday afternoon. Since production had taken up a lot of my time, I knew that this week was going to be jam packed. I had a lot to do in a short amount of time.

I arrived at 10 AM. Went directly into the shower and did my normal steam, sauna, warm tub, cold tub routine. Then after being clear headed, I went to the TV Room to start work. I took a scene at a time and made hand-written notes in the script. Then I took out the lap top and made those changes in the script. I did this back and forth for a little while, then decided it was time to clear my head again.

This time, I had some company. There were some cute guys showing off and being a little naughty. Nothing came to fruition, but it was a welcome distraction. And since I'm working on a play about someone who uses sex as a distraction, I felt like I was still getting work done.

I took a lunch break around 1 PM. Then got back to work. At this point, I was feeling good that I was accomplishing the work I came to do. Three hours and I'm feeling pretty good. More writing, more distraction and all of a sudden it's 6 PM. Am I done for the day? Eight hours is a great stretch. But every time I thought I might be done, I started thinking about the next scene in the play. And I kept going.

I didn't give myself a time limit. If I had left after lunch, I still would have felt successful. But it was now past six and I was getting hungry. But I pushed through. Then I went and grabbed a little snack in the cafe and worked some more. I was listening to Justin Timberlake's "Mirrors" on repeat and kept on going. I pushed past where I thought I'd finish. I would get a little stuck, go back into the steam room for some "inspiration" and come back out with some new thoughts.

To be honest, the "inspiration" was less salacious than I'm making it out to be. I really just sat and stared at the walls and talked to myself and sung songs to myself. I probably looked crazy, which is why no one really talked to me. But being in the cold tub and letting my body temperature lower and sitting in the ice cold water allowed me to open up. It had a calming, cooling feeling - like I was letting my brain cool off and recover. The warm tub felt like I was being nurtured and I could melt in a warm bath. The misty steam room felt intense and made me intensely think about what I had just written. And the dry sauna made me zone in and focus. Something about the dry heat kept me in there for long periods of time. The steam room was harder to stay in for very long. It was the most distracting. But each area allowed me to work a different part of my consciousness. And it kept anything from being boring for too long.

I didn't leave until 9:30 PM. So almost 12 hours of K-Spa writing time. Here are the stats at the end of the day:

Location: I-Spa in Irvine, CA
Hours: 12
Pages: 65 rewritten

It was a good kick off to the retreat. Now today, I have less time. I'm getting a haircut - which will be its own rejuvenating experience. And then I'm going to head to Natura Spa in K-Town, a smaller place and probably much more quiet. I'm trying to get more of the heavy lifting done. The last 35-40 pages of the play are the parts that need the most rewritten. So page-wise I might not get as much done, but the work will be more intense and dedicated. Not that yesterday was a breeze. I rewrote and changed a good deal. But today's work will be crafting a lot of brand new scenes. I already got that ten-minute play out the door. So I'm already feeling accomplished. That will help in the amount of work I'm able to get done today.

My intention today is to be open to what the Universe bring me.
My intention today is to be steady and patient.
My intention today is to be still.
My intention today is to be hopeful.
My intention today is to accept everything that I am gifted with today.

I am grateful for the money  I won.
I am grateful for my restorative two hour massage on Saturday.
I am grateful for twelve hours of steady work.
I am grateful for the new idea that popped into my head and that I emailed my executive about.
I am grateful that the ten minute play is done.
I am grateful that I finished the first 65 pages of the play.
I am grateful that I cut ten pages from the script so far.
I am grateful that I am full of ideas.
I am grateful that inspiration is flowing.

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Community: What is Community?

I've been having fun writing these blog posts about community. I find myself a part of many different and diverse communities lately. I've been working in television. I'm a playwright. And I also teach (more on that community at some point soon). But so far I haven't written about the community I was born into - both as a child of people and as a member of three distinct marginalized cultures. Writing this new play has been a revelation in terms of writing about my cultural background. I have been affected by writing and presenting this play in ways that I hadn't anticipated. It seems to warrant a conversation about community in general.

I was on set today talking to an actor friend of mine. He is on our show and was in a reading of a play of mine a long time ago. I had a black binder in my lap - my new play, which I'm currently rewriting. And also rewriting in between takes and during set ups. I'm trying to use every moment I have to rewrite. I talked about how I never write about my family - except for the play he was in and this new play. I realized that this actor only knows me from those two reference points, so in his mind, it's not weird that I would be writing a new play about my family.

I'm rewriting a TV pilot which is about a family of chefs that also reflect my family's cultural background - being Chinese and Mexican. Two years ago, I wrote a screenplay based on my childhood as a kid obsessed with Woody Allen. I was never comfortable writing about myself or my family. I always thought I should be writing about "people" and not my specific story. Well, those stories often end up being about white people. But I wasn't raised as someone who ever felt a strong connection to my cultural background. I try to not fault my family for this, but they didn't want our ethnicity to hold us back.

However, I have no problem writing about being gay. I used to say it was easier because it was the culture I became a part of as an adult. I've always been gay. But I haven't always embraced the culture. I had no one to share it with growing up. So being gay is a part of my identity. Although, my ex boyfriend doesn't feel like he's gay in the traditional sense, so he's got a different relationship to his sexual orientation. Much like I have a different relationship to my race than other Asian or Latino friends. But writing about my life has made me closer to my family's story. I've embraced my origins - the family I was born into rather than the one I created. I love the family I've created - whether that's other gays, other brown people or other artists. I never want to be removed from that family.

I think - to answer my own question - that community is where you feel the most heard and the most understood. I have a community of writers because writers share certain commonalities and we all understand how hard it is to be creative. I have a community of gay friends because we have a shared experience of being bullied or misunderstood. I have a community of Asian and Latino friends because when they talk about their families, I feel like they could be talking about my own. I feel like I finally have that community that I was lacking as a kid.

When I was sitting around that rehearsal table at Center Theatre Group last week, I felt like I was with family. A lot of the actors looked like I could be related to them. But they also can hear their stories in the smallest details of mine. I don't have to define my culture for anyone outside of it. I was told by my manager to make my pilot characters more culturally specific. For whom? People outside of my culture? They'll get it. Just like I get their culture even though I'm not a part of it. Those stories resonate. The truth resonates. I love being a part of a community of like minded people. But I think I also need to be a part of communities that welcome me in, even though I'm not "one of their own." Community is whoever embraces you and celebrates you. And that could mean a lot of colors, ages, experiences and philosophies different from your own.

My intention is to work all week.
My intention is to open my mind, heart and soul.
My intention is to finish scripts.

I am grateful for the time I spend on set.
I am grateful for collaborators who listen.
I am grateful for all of the fun I'm having. 
I am grateful for everything I am learning.
I am grateful for the crew, the cast, and the creatives on this series.
I am grateful to be stretched to my limits.
I am grateful that I get to set new limits or no limits.

Sunday, August 14, 2016

Community: Other Writers

The last three posts I've written have centered on the subject of community. I know that without a community of writers, supporters, friends, theatre artists, professional colleagues that it's very hard for me to be productive. Writing is such a solitary experience and it's hard to get up every day and work on something new. I'm experiencing that now. I went out last night to see some old friends who were gathering nearby because it's hard to just be in a room focusing on my goals all of the time. I'm about to head to an annual pool party that The Playwrights Union holds to see friends and to socialize. I often undervalue the need to be out and about and to socialize. I'm so focused on the things I need to get done, that it's easy to forget about the people around me. I need to get together with my friends and commiserate and to encourage and to laugh. So this post is about those people in the Playwrights Union who inspire me and keep me going. I have plenty of other writer friends, but it's something about playwrights who are a little different.

I've written about not having a community several years ago and being surrounded by a bunch of aspiring TV writers. Nothing against them. But I felt like most of the people I was meeting were not particularly well-read or well-informed on the business they were pursuing. People would tell me that they didn't watch a lot of TV or read a lot. I had friends who worked in development who didn't have a wide spread knowledge of TV and film - and forget about literature or plays. I never understood that. The great cultural philosopher Bethenny Frankel has a chapter in her seminal book A Place of Yes where she says that everyone should "Know Your Business", whatever that particular business happens to be. And while I don't make it a habit to take advice from reality television, Bethenny speaks a lot of truth here. If you want to be in an area of business, you should know it well. I'm a writer because I'm an enthusiast. I'm an enthusiast for knowledge and experience. I read a lot. I watch a lot of TV. I watch films. I read and see plays. I listen to a shit ton of music. I go to museums. My mind sponge is constantly absorbing as much as I can take in. So when I meet people who don't know "their business" I get a little tripped up.

To explain, I grew up with a best friend who is the ultimate enthusiast. She has been raised by a mother who's a serious enthusiast. I was shamed when I didn't know something. Out of that embarrassment, I realized that I should be learning or absorbing information at all times so I wouldn't have a quizzical look on my face every time she would mention a book or an author or a public figure or a painting. It's impossible to know EVERYTHING. But to be familiar with most things is an incredible skill. It makes you seem smarter than you actually are and it makes people think you are interesting. 

It can also be a serious turn off. My ex-boyfriend was incredibly intimidated by this trait. He felt like I thought I knew everything. He may have not had a pathological need to know everything, but I do. And if you can't hang with that, then you can't hang with me. It should be more exciting than intimidating. I've taken a lot of things from this way of growing up, but I haven't taken to shaming people for things they don't know. And that's only because I'm not an adult trying to impart information to a young child with a curious mind. I have three young minds who I might be shaming in the near future because I want them to keep their curious minds open and free.

There are people who tend to be informed and excited - playwrights. Yeah, we're all a bunch of smartie pants. Yes, we're a little pretentious at times. Yes, we like to rattle off what we know. But I always feel like I learn things from them. I like the feeling of not feeling like the smartest person in the room. I might have an area of expertise of specialized interest, but I don't have that expertise everywhere. But it's not just knowledge and information that I get from my fellow playwrights. It's difficult doing something that feels like a dying art and that you can't make money from. It's difficult having a passion that sometimes prevents us from making gobs of money. We have a talent and a skill - and that's story telling - there's a way to monetize that. There's a way to exploit that. And as writers who want to survive and save for the future, we need to exploit that from time to time. But to keep my voice alive, I also have to ignore the instinct to always cash in. 

When I write a new play, my primary instinct isn't how to get it produced. At this point, I don't even think about the "American Theatre." To me, the American Theatre is a narrow target. It thrives because it continues to feed itself things that support it. That's fine. But I can't write something commercial and expect it to fulfill me creatively or to satisfy my soul's instinct. I write things that I write and if people get on the train, great. But I'm not writing things to get people to like me. That might seem like it's antithetical to getting produced. I don't want to be produced for things that don't represent me. I don't want to put that out there. I write things that answer a question I need answering or that explore something I don't understand.

Yet, I work in TV. And not all of those jobs are about creating something of my own. Writing in TV for me is about going to ballet class. I'm re-enforcing my technique and working on a movement vocabulary. It's like learning your rudiments in music. It increases how well you're able to articulate something. It's pure craftsmanship. Working as a writer on someone else's show is about apprenticeship and developing skills. It's about being in a writer's room and learning from how others communicate their ideas. It's about learning how to handle yourself in stressful situations. It's about managing personalities. It's about being on set and sitting behind a director. It's about learning a visual language that you can incorporate into your textual language. I love working in TV and I want to do more of it to learn that way of telling stories. But being a TV writer is about being a writer/producer/showrunner/director/project manager/negotiator/mentor/cheerleader/politician. That's a different job than just being a playwright. And the trick is not to get the two confused. Being a playwright or a novelist or a poet to me is solely about being a writer.

I keep getting distracted, but where I want to get back to is here: Being a writer is difficult and working on one key skill involves a ton of sacrifice and solitude. Those of us who do that - part-time or full-time - need encouragement and need to know that we're not in it alone. We also need to encourage each other to keep it interesting and innovative and individual. So when someone who's not a writer tells me that a theatre won't produce my family drama that has six characters, I say FUCK YOU. That's not why I'm writing it. Don't get in my way. When I'm discouraged from writing an eight character play about the effects of school shootings and those eight actors have to represent a community and a consciousness - I say that every one of those actors is necessary and useful. There is no dead air and wasted energy. I'm using every part of the animal to make this happen. Yes, there might be a ton more two, three or four character plays that take place in one room in continuous action. Absolutely. But that doesn't excite me. I'd rather have the freedom of multiple locations and direct dialogue that TV or film provides. Writing an "easily producible" play doesn't teach me anything. I'm chasing the wrong thing. Yes, I might have a two-hander in me. But it's got to be born out of a question or a challenge. When people call my plays cinematic, they're calling them big in scale. Angels in America is cinematic AND theatrical. What about Execution of Justice or Arcadia or Lydee Breeze? These are much larger plays than the one I'm writing and they cover a lot of ground. I'd much rather learn to write plays on that scale. But that's not necessarily where I'm at either. I like the restriction of a certain amount of characters and I like to double and triple cast. But again, that creates a different sort of theatrical language and challenge.

I keep going back to my aesthetic when I'm trying to talk about community. But those are the traits I admire in my friends. I admire their desire to push. I admire their desire to remain true to their own vision of the theatre. They aren't writers who are getting produced everywhere. But they're all brilliant. And there has to be a place for those of us who went to Northwestern, Brown, Yale, NYU, Columbia, the New School, UCSD (I mention these because they're the "big schools") and are still not household names. We're in the arena. We're ready to play. Maybe there's a different stadium that needs to be built.

My intention is to feel supportive by my community today.
My intention is to have fun.
My intention is to stretch the possibilities of what I can do.

I am grateful for a supportive community.
I am grateful for Madonna's greatest hits.
I am grateful for great weather.
I am grateful for great legs.
I am grateful for great outfits.
I am grateful for summer pool parties.

Friday, August 12, 2016

Community: On Set

I'm taking the opportunity to write a bit about the community I've found working as a writer in Los Angeles over the past several years. I recently had to write a letter applying to New Dramatists in New York, an organization that supports playwrights. Being someone who does not live in New York, I had to make an extra case for myself as someone who could take advantage of their programming in New York over the next seven years, the duration of the residency. In that letter, I talked about community and the one I had built in LA over the past several years. It took a while for me to get there, but I finally have. In two previous posts, I've talked about two of my best writer friends and being in the rehearsal room for my latest play workshop. My main source of community has been my theatre community in LA. But most recently, I've ventured into the TV world and I've had a great community on set that was unexpected. I'm writing about community because writing is such a singular, lonely experience that we desire to be in rooms, surrounded by other like-minded individuals for the company and community.

In February, I stepped into a writer's room for the first time on my first TV show. I had never been in a "room" before - that's the industry term for it: The Room. Our room was pretty friendly. We sat in this little fishbowl for 8-10 hours a day talking about the arc of this story we were telling. We diagrammed and outlined and mapped out the ways this story would parcel out over the course of ten episodes. And we worked fast because we were working in the digital space. But I understood the world of pitching, brainstorming, outlining and script writing. I've been writing plays since undergrad. I went to grad school and wrote screenplays and teleplays for the first time. And I've been writing spec pilots for years. I've refined my skills at writing scripts, but I basically know how to do that. Being in the room and breaking down story with a group has sharpened my skills exponentially in a short amount of time. However, the mechanics of writing are familiar to me. I'm even going to teach a glass in TV and Film Script Writing in the Fall.

When I stepped onto the set for the first time, it was a whole different story. My best friend is a well-known actress who has been working in film and TV since she was a kid. I've been on sets with her since I was in college. She recently did a multi-cam sitcom that I was on the set for over the course of three years. I saw the writers working. I ate a lot of craft services - their craft services on show night was pretty awesome. But I was never involved in the making of a show.

Our showrunner invited all of us writers into the process of making our episodes. If we chose to, we could be on set "producing" our episodes. I only put producing in quotes because I'm not an actual producer on the show. And because I didn't believe I'd actually be producing my episode. I could sit down, maybe, on set and listen in. But I didn't think anyone would be asking for my opinion. That would be a thrill and an honor, but not an expectation. And it would, frankly, be scary. Turns out it was all of those things because I actually got to produce my episode - no quotes. And I go back on set next week to produce my other episode.

Here's the cool thing about the show we're working on. As a staff writer, I got to write two episodes. That almost never happens. Some staff writers don't even get to write ONE episode without heavy supervision - if they get to write one at all. Staff writers are often there to observe and learn, to pitch ideas and contribute. But they're apprentices. They're not expected to do the heavy lifting. All I can say is my back hurts from the heavy lifting I've been doing. And I wouldn't have it any other way.

My showrunner and I have been friends since grad school. We've produced theatre in LA together. We know we work very well together. I know she has faith in my ability, but I didn't realize how much until I got to set. I had been invited a couple of weeks prior to attend a Character Meeting that covered the character arcs for our main cast. In the room was me, our showrunner and the two directors who were working on the series. We chatted about each character and the journey that they were on throughout our ten episodes. My showrunner and I have a great back and forth that was evident in the room. It was then that I kind of became a spokesperson for her, even though I didn't realize it. After that meeting, she invited me to the Concept Meeting the next day. Great. What's a concept meeting? Turns out that we would go through the script and discuss what departments needed to be involved in executing key elements of each scene. It was to discuss the visual and technical concept to making each episode. She allowed me to sit in and watch her Concept Meeting so I could be prepared for my own, when my episode would come up. I was present for both my Concept Meeting and my Tone Meeting, where the director and AD asked me any questions about the tone for each scene in my episode. I was getting an incredible education even before I stepped on the set.

Then I stepped on the set. And I was given a chair, headphones to listen in on the scenes with and I was introduced to various members of the crew. Then I got to attend rehearsals for each scene we were shooting from my episode that day. I turned to my showrunner and said, "Holy shit, we're about to film my first scene of my first episode of TV ever." She nodded. We've been friends for a long time and this is where we've ended up - together working on her TV show, producing (again, no quotes) my first episode of TV. I sat behind the director and the script supervisor in Video Village - the place where you watch the monitors and see the scene being filmed. They would ask me questions. It all felt very cool and exciting. Then my showrunner left to attend to other things. And I was alone.

That's when instincts kick in. And that's when the nerves have to be put to the side. I was "in charge" (the quotes are necessary because I couldn't really believe I was actually in charge). The cast started coming up to me and asking me questions. I couldn't believe that these actors were on camera saying the words of dialogue I wrote and were doing what I wrote. I've been a playwright for along time and have seen actors on stage doing my work, but this was completely different. I don't know if it's my expectation of what making a TV show is, but this felt more magical for some reason. I guess it's having a record of what I wrote. It's going to exist on record forever. It's different than a taped performance. This is meant to be filmed. It's also weird because you don't know what you have until you put it together in post, cut it together, and have the music. You hope you have what you need. I'm hoping my instincts are all right. At this point, I won't even know until I see the whole thing put together.

As the days went on, I got more confident on set. Whenever my showrunner had to go look at cuts or deal with other issues, I was there. We had to rewrite a few scenes on the fly and I just had to beef up some voice over speeches. I sat on set making decisions, looking at scenes, running in and asking my director to make some adjustments. At that point I did feel IN CHARGE and like a PRODUCER (no quotes whatsoever).

We had one last scene to get last Friday, which was a group scene in which our extras had to get completely animated and cause a riot. We weren't getting it. We had background players who weren't necessarily actors. My director turned to me and said, "We're not going to get it. You can't get stuck on this." I took a breath. I knew we had to get it. Our Assistant Director went in there and rallied the troops and we got it. We also got another shot where we had to do an alternative take with a different line. My showrunner and my executive were both gone. It was up to me - and there were moments where it was dodgy. But we did it. At the end of the day, my director said to me that he really loved working with me. And that was everything.

This is a different community because it's a community of not only actors, directors, and writers. But it's also a community of extras, technicians, designers, caterers, executives, producers - it really does take an incredible amount of people whose skill sets I don't completely understand to make this happen. I feel like such a smaller cog in the wheel than I usually do as a playwright. As a playwright, I feel like I have a greater amount of control. At times, while producing, I felt like I had less control, but more responsibility to make sure everything went over well. And again, I still won't know until it needs to be cut together. But the experience has been invaluable.

Most importantly, I want to do more of it. At one point, I thought "of course I want to do more because it's working in TV." It was an ego thing. Of course this is what I want to do because this is the height of success. It's being a writer/producer. I want to eventually be in charge of my own show. Who wouldn't want to do that? I realize that it's far more work and detail than I could have imagined - and still, I haven't had the experience yet of creating my own show. Just what I've done is so much work than I was prepared for. Being in the room with other writers was a lot more work. Then producing the relatively small amount that I did was more work. I can't imagine being responsible for the whole enchilada. But I want to know what that's like.

I realized through this experience - which isn't over because I've got one more week working on the finale - and through the experience of working on my play this week, that what I'm doing is incredibly important. Not to make me rich. Not to make me famous. Not to make me a respected writer. All of those things contribute to what's more important - I need to be a tastemaker, a voice in the room, an influencer as a gay, Latino, Asian male writer. There aren't any of me in this industry. There are people who represent separate factions and combinations of my background. But someone like me has to be in power making decisions. A year ago, I almost got a job as the literary manager of an important regional theatre in Portland. The job would have been horrible for me. But the idea that became increasingly more attractive was being a tastemaker in the theatre. The theatre's even more white than TV. There's an incredibly homogenous perspective that makes up a majority of the decision makers in the theatre - artistic directors, dramaturgs, literary managers, directors, etc. It's a singular point of view. The theatre that would have hired me would not have wanted any of the skills I have been able to cultivate over the past month. I didn't know that then. But the seed that got planted through the process of applying and interviewing for that job was that I needed to be a tastemaker. My voice is important. And for that voice to be my voice as a writer as well as a producer is imperative. It's becoming increasingly clear that my desire for this career isn't just based in my own desire to advance myself. My whole life I have straddled the fence of altruism and self-interest. I'd go back and forth. My ambition was driven by my own self interest, but ultimately doing something for myself, I'd come up short. It wasn't enough to motivate me. Then I had another part of me that wanted to use my voice in a meaningful way. But just doing work that's purely meaningful without using the full extent of my voice wasn't satisfying either. I now realize that both have to be working together, in tandem and consistently, for me to make any strides. I need to push myself to make a real mark - and that comes from wanting to play in a big arena - but the purpose has to be even larger than myself.

That's the community I seek. It's a larger community. It's based in Hollywood and the American Theatre, but it's about me pushing my own voice and having enough of an ego to know that my voice is deserving of all the attention it can get when I let it speak and sing and yell and scream. It's a loud voice that has to rise above the consistent, steady, murmur of the status quo. There is no either/or. It's both - and both give it its fuel and fire. Being a showrunner is apart of that vocation. And this job has been a part of me learning to do that in a much shorter amount of time than I would have if I had taken a different route and gone the regular way. I am certain that me finding this path in this way was the way it was meant to happen all along.

Being on set has enabled me to visualize a bigger dream for myself than I could even realize. And it has allowed me to do a walking, waking visualization of what I see for myself. This is pretty incredible.

My intention is to get this pilot done this weekend.
My intention is to be patient with myself.
My intention is to keep working.
My intention is to see this through.
My intention is to be a showrunner of my own series shortly and soon.

I am grateful for the communities I have created and been invited into.
I am grateful for the friendships that have arisen out of those communities.
I am grateful for the support that has come from those friendships.
I am grateful for the work that has been generated from that support.
I am grateful for the stillness that has brought that work into being.

Thursday, August 11, 2016

Community: In the Rehearsal Room

I'm writing a series of posts about Community. I've been doing a lot of thinking about the places I have community lately - certain friendships, groups I'm a part of, and my work. In my last post, I wrote about a group of guys I meet up with at least every couple of months for drinks - but whom I see regularly at functions and to get together and write. They're a part of my writing life and keeping me motivated. That motivation and support has lead to a new play I'm working on. We started a workshop this week and I thought I'd report from the rehearsal room. I wrote earlier this week about the room itself, but now I want to expand on some broader themes of what it feels like to be in a room with a bunch of people who are supposed to be your family, my Asian director and our two producers.

As I looked across the table, I saw actors who are supposed to be me, my mom, my dad and my brother. I also had actors who are supposed to be more fictional versions of my Dad's doctor, his caretaker, my ex-boyfriend and an obviously fictional imaginary cockroach. This play has been birthed from my fractured mind. All of these actors were here because they agreed to be there, but they also read the play and liked it.

One of my favorite places to be in life is a rehearsal room doing table work on a new play. It's where I get to hear the play for the first time with actors - at least this new version of it. I started writing the play last Fall, I finished it in February and had done some rewrites on it so I could do this workshop. Chalk Rep, the theatre company I'm a part of, asked me to join because of this play and also offered to do this workshop. This has been in the works since April. So to finally be in a room where I feel completely supported is amazing. I love being in rehearsal rooms in general, but to be here for this play in particular with actors who look like my family and are of the right ethnic origin - I'm not prepared for how emotional this is for me. They saw things in the play that people who aren't from my particular cultural background wouldn't pick up on. On one level, it's a simple family drama. On another level, it's about telling a story of something that happened to me. It's the play that most obviously represents my voice and personality on stage. I honestly didn't think I could be that bare and open in a play. I honestly have been afraid to be this bare and open. I feel like this experience is changing me as a playwright. 

I feel like the experiences I've had over the past five years have changed me as a writer. First of all, the productivity of the past five years - and especially the past two and a half years - have made me better. The old adage that "writers write" and the more you write, the better you get is absolutely true. I wrote with an urgency when my Dad was sick. I wrote to escape. I had a renewed sense of purpose in my writing. I wrote to challenge myself. Then I wrote to cope. I started writing about death after my Dad's death. And now I'm actually writing about my Dad's death. But every play I've written since he died has had death as a part of the story. But when I started writing a lot more and only writing about two and a half years ago, I became a better writer by just writing more. That led to an eight month long development process on a play I wrote last year. Then that led to me being on staff on a show this year while working on this play and two other pilot scripts. I'm excited that the work I've been doing is making all of my writing better.

Back to the rehearsal room - this is my most personal play ever. I'm in it as a character. It's also my most ambitious play ever. I don't think about things like "producibility" when I'm writing. I'd like to write a two-hander as a challenge perhaps if I found a play idea that wanted to be a two-hander. And that play would probably be more producible and that would do things for me career-wise. But I have to write the play in front of my in the way I want to. I won't always write big plays. But I consider myself a frugal playwright, everything in the play has a reason to be there and a full impact. Nothing's wasted or indulgent. As I look around the table, and I hear the comments, I know that experience is making me a better writer. I feel more connected to my cast because they are telling stories from their own personal lives that feel relevant to this play. It's making me feel like my story isn't singular and that it's relatable. This table is a different table than working with primarily white theatre artists. Our two white producers have something to offer that's completely different than our actors and director of color. That's significant because we're all giving a voice to something that we've all experienced. Yes, many people at that table have had sick or dying parents. They've had their own insecurities as artists. They've had their own family issues. But when you share certain details that resonate because of a shared cultural heritage, it deepens that connection. I don't get to see a lot of stories that feel familiar to me. It's very subtle for me. These characters don't talk about their race. It's a simple family drama in many ways, but when an actor tells me about his father or mother - and relates it to being Asian or Latina - it makes me feel heard. It makes me feel like what we're doing here is not just pumping up my ego. There's a higher calling to what we're doing with this play. This play needs to be heard. And not solely for my own advancement. The community we're creating in this room needs to be expanded.

After only two days, I felt like I have a responsibility with these rewrites. These actors have given me something. I need to give them something better back. Then they need to hit the ball back to me and then I'll write more. We are bringing everything we have to up our collective game. And in those two days, we became connected. Maybe we'll even feel like a family at the end of this process. Right now I can say that I'd lift this cast for production. Not only because it's hard to find actors of age and color, but because our director started out and said they should bring themselves to these roles and infuse them with their personal experience. She was inviting these characters to resonate in them. And once that happened - whoosh - the play exploded. It also exposed the weaknesses in the play, which I'm grateful for . It's the time for those weaknesses to be exposed. I'm going to try to strengthen as many of those weaknesses as I can in two weeks. I owe it to them. I owe it to my family to represent them well. I owe it to the memory of my Dad. And I owe it to the story, which needs to be told. I've never felt more strongly that a play of mine needs to be produced and seen by millions of people. I feel the same way about my play about shooting drills - for different reasons. But I feel like with these two most recent plays I'm writing about things that are bigger than me. They've got a greater purpose and hopefully, a greater journey.

I listened to a podcast yesterday between two writers - one who I know who was the interviewer and another whose work I know. They talked about the meaning of success. And the interviewed writer said that success was just the fact that she gets to do it. I feel the same way. The validation comes from getting to do the work. But these are two plays who have a greater purpose beyond me. They need to be seen and produced and read. They need to be published. They need to be done. So any personal benefit that comes from that is only in service to the goal of them existing for a larger audience.

Bringing it back to community - I guess this theatre thing is all about creating community. It's avoiding the loneliness of my brain and the sterileness of the page. So you have to go into a room and hear the voices in your head being split up and interpreted by actors. And those actors bring themselves and then you do rewrites based on those reactions and then it becomes something that's collaborative. Hopefully the fruits of that labor result in putting the work up somewhere and sharing it with an audience. That's why it has to be good. Otherwise, it's wasteful and indulgent. That's a pretty high falutin' goal. But I'm a pretty high falutin' fella. That's the only reason I'm in this game - to serve a higher purpose.

My intention is to write a good play.
My intention is to be open-minded and open-hearted.
My intention is to get this play seen by millions of people.

I am grateful for these actors.
I am grateful for my theatre company that wants to explore this play.
I am grateful for the connections being made.
I am grateful for the fun being had.