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My meditation practice
In which a practice is outlined, a path is offered, and secrets are at long last revealed
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The best of ’23
In which 2023 is signed off upon, punishments are meted out, and secrets are at long last revealed
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Bi-generation
The year in review. 2023, working in the arts, and why you should do an Annual General Meeting
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What if I just wrote it?, part II
“I picked an all-timer of a year to break into professional screenwriting,” has been the joke for the past few months’ worth of coffee conversations with interesting people. This was less about the since-resolved strike and more about the fact that, strike or no strike, the “money gun” of streaming expansion has been, likely permanently,…
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My beloved marvels
Look, it sucks. For all the degree to which I’ve maintained — since Iron Man! — that the MCU films are intended, and absorbed on my end, as entertaining Saturday-morning confections, it still bums me out to watch the whole thing fall apart in front of me, because I loved this thing. Part of my…
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The fat of the land
Sometimes I’m loading up my pill organizer and I look at those jewel-bright yellow and pink capsules in my hand and I am once again flattened with joy that I live here, now, and not in the 99.975% of human history in which antidepressants and thyroid medication didn’t exist yet. I spent some of the…
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The fierce paradox of letting go
This entry was written during the 2023 WGA and SAG-AFTRA strikes. Without the labor of the writers and actors currently on strike, this television series wouldn’t exist. To learn more, visit the WGA strike hub and the SAG-AFTRA strike site. Ahoska, the new Disney+ series from Clone Wars co-creator and Rebels co-showrunner Dave Filoni, does a lot…
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Thickening
Like soup, or the contents of a cauldron It was on or around the weekend before Labour Day, two or three weeks into my “official” efforts at charting out my next source of income, that I realized I was heading for the final week of the first summer I’ve spent outside “the building” in seven…