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Why I write...

It is Monday and I am back in the blogging world. I am going to start out with a quote this week, to mix things up. It was posted by my good friend Evan Sesek on FACEBOOK a few days back. It was originated by Gary Garrison. "Okay. You've identified why you can get anywhere in your writing or won't even go near your computer or typewriter. Now wad this up and go flush it in the toilet. These are weak excuses that keep you from doing what you're meant to do. Writing's hard. Re-writing's harder. Submitting your plays out into the universe is a nightmare. But you're a playwright, damn it. It's what you have to do to be heard by as many people as possible. Stop with the excuses. Now, go to work."

This got me to thinking, "why do I write?" The answer that came to me was plain and simple: It's what I love to do. I believe I have had the obsession with writing since I was very young. I remember being in the second grade and …

A President's Day Update.

I am watching Band of Brothers for what's probably the tenth time. It was probably a marathon that I could have been watching all day if I'd known it was on. Instead, I was watching the Jersey Shore marathon all day. Those group have kids have really matured over the years. No more silly fights or drunken nights. Oh, wait, just kidding. It's the same drivel now as it was back in Miami. My mistake.

No, I did not really watch Jersey Shore. All day, that is. I gave myself my usual 2 minutes a week and promptly changed the channel. I like to kill my brain cells slowly, over a period of time.

Okay, so now that I have taken care of that little bit of business, let's get on with the show. I am here today to hand out a little update and that is all. I will take time on another day to bring more interesting news of the world, so take solace in that.

I finished the first draft of my new full length play Poison and even had a first reading of it amongst friends abou…

Keep it Anonymous

Hello. My name is Jason and I have a problem. Today, 2 days before Valentine's Day, I watched The Notebook. I did not do this with a women or as a favor to a girlfriend. I watched it myself, in the afternoon, and without an alcoholic beverage in hand. I have a problem...

Okay, so it's not a problem. I really enjoy the movie. It's that damn sensitive side of me that forces such actions on my life. And it's not the first time I've watched it. Or the fifth. It's maybe the sixth time I've seen it, at least parts of it. Normally, I like to tell people that I watch it because Sam Shepard is in it (He plays Ryan Gosling's dad, for those who don't know), but that was not the case. Today, I wanted to get back in touch with the side of me that always believed that true love will conquer all, fate will always re-unite the destined, blah, blah, blah...

This may be the last time I speak of such things on this blog, but sometimes a person just needs t…

Growing Old...

I stumbled upon two realizations over the last week. One was that I hadn't written a blog in a few weeks. In this regard, I am currently taking care of that as we speak. The second realization was that I'm old. That's right, I've finally decided to admit it.

I only do this begrudgingly because of the mail I have received over the last week. It all started with a simple letter from the Relyea Funeral Chapel in Boise, Idaho. This was not your normal piece of junk mail that was addressed to "resident". It was addressed to me. My intrigue got to the best of me and I opened the mail. It was simply a survey asking me if a have a plan in place in case of the death of a loved one. This is a valid question, and I realized it wasn't just a piece of mail saying, "Jason, you're old and you should probably make arrangements for your death." The nice people of Relyea just wanted me to know what my options were. And to also provide me with a f…