#135 - And yet, another blog post

What a day it was yesterday!  

First, I burned the scones.  Luckily I had made a large batch and frozen them, so I could remake more.  Which I did. 

Then, we had a fun gathering of our friendship group (I believe it's going on almost 20 years together?) where we plan out next year's events. We try to do one each month, though half of the time it doesn't happen. But it's fun and of course, fun to see everyone's life progressions before our very eyes.

All this was followed by the amazing football game (phew) that was torturous.  I think all Bay Area sports teams love the torture.  But in the end, the Bang Bang the Niner Gang pulled it out in spectacular fashion in the last two minutes of the game.  We believe this year is the return to the Super Bowl dynasty; that's where my love for football started - that first year I watched them leading up to the first of many Super Bowl rings they achieved. 

And I was recently struck by the realization that I did another blog oh so many years ago, from January through June 2011 (https://todaysgarden.wordpress.com if you are so inclined to read it) where I went to my garden nearly every day and posted something about what was happening.  Re-reading those posts made me very happy.  I wish I could bulk download the photos (from several phones ago, and probably not backed up elsewhere) and re-work that blog elsewhere.  But then, there's SO MANY CHOICES of where.  One of our friendship group was telling me about substack, and that she'd just moved her blog there.  Really she had a "newsletter" but I think lots of folks who use substack do the same.  

But this blog, the Treasure Vault, is the longest I've done a blog.  I never was one to do journaling or diary keeping as a kid.  But I do love to write.  I have gobs of old poetry from childhood to young adulthood, and of course, the short stories,  followed by screenplays.

Ah writing.

Yup, I do need to complete the writing I've begun with this current screenplay.  I mean, I REALLY need to do it.  There's a time limit.  Pressure. And the possibilities that come with that.  I'm sure it's fated, but I have to get there. Not just because it's about the Vault Goddess, but because it's been a story burning inside for 16 years now. And a film I see being made, if only I could figure out the rest of the through line for the screenplay. It's as if I've decided to take a ride, and have the first part of the journey mapped out, and I know the end point, but somewhere along the way, I'm not sure how it's going to get me there, or even what the territory is that I'm going to cover to get there.  Maybe that's the beauty of it.  I need to think about the journey (i.e. process) and not so much the destination (i.e. the finish).

Maybe that's what daily blogging is for.  Keep preparing for many journeys, and not be caught up by projecting into the future, but instead, being in the now.  That's a terrifyingly beautiful place to be.

And just like that, I've done yet another post on yet another blog.