Thoughts...

A new week ahead of me. Time flies. I said this a million times. Last week wasn't the most productive one, I confess. I got caught up in the middle of so much information regarding the Syria refugee crises and I couldn't focus on my to-do-list.

I finished writing the Second Season of "Sessions". Episode 18 is not completely ready I must say, that's a task to complete this week. I managed to write 9 more episodes and 10 pages of a potential pilot script. I have a lovely notebook; if I lose it, I completely lose my head too; topics, notes, ideas, quotes, I have everything in there. Yesterday, I was flipping through the pages and I noticed some random words, one or two words like "holidays","supermarket","Beach","Death in Paradise", words that were the anxious beginning of an episode that is now ready, edited and completed. It's weird. When I wrote those words, I had no idea where the story was going, its development. Basically when I have a crises, a writer's block, a procrastination moment, when I miss the meaning of what I'm doing, I just flip through the pages of my  agenda to realise what I've done so far, to realise how clueless I was about so many things I wanted to write and how I ended up finding answers and materialising my imagination. That's it! Flipping through the pages! That's a sort of an anxiety pill to replace my doctor's prescription that I refused to take.

I've been reading a thousand books and scripts on writing comedy and sitcoms to understand their structure. I never thought of being a writer in my life, much less, writing comedy.

I always ran away from funny pieces especially when I had to prepare monologues for auditions. It's good to face your demons. It's good to take a couple of months to focus on your weaknesses. Comedy taught me rhythm and timing and I'm importing that to my dramatic persona. I remember being slower, more thoughtful when I had a dramatic scene in hands. Finding the emotional journey would kill it's organicity. We might know and understand the feelings, but in the end, we need to be able to show them. Throwing the ball and getting the ball and letting the emotions escalate within us, leaving the conscience alone, trusting that we did the homework and now it's time to let our nerves take care of the situation. 

Comedy gives me trust to throw the ball more confidently.