Have I talked to you about how I have more self-confidence than sense sometimes, or is that just implied?
It probably isn’t a cool, humble thing to admit – but for whatever reason (strong self-awareness, Narcissistic Personality Disorder?), I really back myself to achieve my goals – especially when they play to my strengths.
And especially when they don’t include math.
Lord Jesus, am I terrible at math …
So when I was listening to the Rachel Hollis podcast the other day and she mentioned writing a screenplay, something in my head went:
It was like the stars-aligned and then exploded into shooting rays of colour and light and “Oh, but, OF COURSE”!
I love movies. I love writing dialogue. I hate writing scene-setting prose, and the length of a novel makes me clench my cheeks in intimidation.
I found my dang format!
But then I thought …
How the hell do you write a screenplay?
Which is always the bloody way, isn’t it.
You get pumped about trying something new and exciting, and then you realise you don’t know what the hell you’re doing, which is in fact why it’s both “new” and “exciting”.
So, I did what any self-respecting nerd would do, and I went to the library, which is where I learnt two distinct things:
- I don’t know crap about searching online library catalogues. A delightful woman named Dawn* saw the idiocy in my eyes, and thankfully came to help.
- My son is a local legend. I’d heard from my husband that our one-and-a-half-year-old was a hit with the ladies at the library, but seeing it in the flesh was truly something to behold. I could barely move for dreamy-eyed women. It was like a Justin Bieber concert.
Thanks to “Dawn”, I managed to track down some literature to help me on my authoring quest, and left the library feeling like Pattie Mallette, with Funny On Purpose: The Definitive Guide to an Unpredictable Career In Comedy tucked under my arm.
What am I planning to write?
Honestly, I’m not totally sure. But the general vibe I’m aiming for is a jumble of Clueless, Bridesmaids, anything starring Noah Centineo, and a dash of Flight of the Conchords.
And I’d like to emphasise the words “aiming for”, because my first draft will most certainly suck baubles.
But that’s pretty much how life works when you try anything new.
If you’ve never done it before, you’re going to be bad at it … until you’re not.
The trick is not giving up in the …
Setting goals and taking names
Last week was Matariki, the Māori New Year. It’s a time of reflection, hope, kindness and kai (read: noms) – and a great opportunity to give yourself another January.
It always feels harder in winter to really sink your teeth into a goal. It’s dark (SO. DARK), cold and generally grim, and the lure of Netflix and procrastination is so much stronger than in summer.
But, that’s also exactly why it’s the perfect time to start a new goal.
- A). Because there’s literally nothing else to do.
- And B). Because it’s a surefire way to bring some light and excitement to an otherwise dreary time of year.
If you’re feeling a bit lacklustre and uninspired, I recommend listening to this episode of the Deliciously Ella Podcast – How to Break a Habit & Make Lasting Changes, with Behavioural Change Specialist Shahroo Izadi.
Because that’s all a goal really is – making a new habit, and sticking to it.
And if you still need some inspirations, just Google “Leslie Knope memes” until you start channeling that Big Knope Energy.
What would you love to have a go at this winter? Tell me in the comments, and give yourself a lil boost of accountability.