morning.

Goooood morning.

I’m early for a meeting, and there’s wireless here. Yesterday I had a 9:00 meeting on the other side of town, which meant I left at 7:30 and still was a few minutes late. This morning I have an 8:00 meeting, so I left the house at 6:30.

I’m here almost a full hour early. Read more

thoughts while my feet throb…

10pm

I am tired. I have thought all day it was the wrong day, which led me to write earlier that I’d been here four days, when I’d only been here for three. Not even three, since I got in Saturday afternoon. But it feels like I’ve been here for a while. Read more

go read stee

I’m very lucky to be staffed right now. I say that a lot, because I don’t want people to think for a second that I don’t know how lucky I am to be staffed right now. Read more

this is a reminder to myself

This entry is for me. I don’t want to forget today, as I’m home now, thinking about everything that happened that led me to here.

I wake up in this house that is mine, that I own, with my husband. He lets me sleep in. I get to work early. I drink coffee. Email. More email. I work on my script. I take a moment to give a friend and her family a tour of the lot, driving a cart through Stars Hollow, around the ER set. This is my daily life, these places that used to exist solely on my television. I’m on the other side now, and I am incredibly grateful. I hope it lasts. Also, I get a weird thrill out of driving the cart. Read more

Sometimes I try to shield

Sometimes I try to shield the truth from you because I don’t want you to find out that sometimes all this hard work can be even more terrifying than sticking with The Plan. If you knew that having a book comes with it a slew of unanswerable questions about your future, friendships and talent, would that make you less likely to give it a try? I might keep the scary stuff away from you sometimes, but luckily Gwen doesn’t. (If it makes you feel better, Gwen, I never even got a Publisher’s Weekly review, and apparently “EVERYBODY” can get one of those. They made it sound like they’re handed out by the porn barkers in Vegas.)

W is for Waiting and Writing… and Wedding… and Work… and Wow.

So here’s what it’s like, these days, to be me. It’s what it’s like to live this life, this place where each day is as unpredictable as the next.

This morning we planned our honeymoon around Sundance, because stee and Frank are finalists for the filmmaker’s lab. They won’t know until December 17th if they got in, but we knew if we scheduled the honeymoon at the same time as the lab, they’d be sure to get in. Also we couldn’t make it any later, because we’re waiting to hear what’s going to happen with the Oxygen show, as well as Stee’s own show he’s developing with the WB.

But we are GOING on our HONEYMOON. We’ve been looking forward to it since we got engaged — the possibility of several days of nothing to do, nowhere to go, no phone calls or deadlines. We’ve found a place that’s supposed to be incredibly isolated and quiet and beachy and I’m looking forward to living in my bikini for a few days.

Phone is ringing. Stee’s agent. Read more