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Showing posts with label fun. Show all posts
Nov 18, 2010

Anyonmity.

post by dawn garcia |

I'm going for a weekend of writing and anonymity. Tomorrow, I start with dancing. Going out alone. Just need to dance. On the search for a good club with incredible music - something to move to. Saturday: an art show in Venice/Santa Monica. Sunday: a mystery. 


By Monday, I will have 50 pages written, some incredible stories of my adventures, and a feeling that maybe for a few days I forgot about everything.


Some quotes to make you laugh:

What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Except for herpes. That shit'll come back with you. 

Goddamn, will you put some pants on? --- There is a tiger in the bathroom! There is a jungle cat in the bathroom!! --- Hey bro, do you mind on puttin on some pants? I find it a little weird that I have to tell you twice.

Not at the table, Carlos!

Step over there. Not you, Fat Jesus!
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Three things:

1) Follow the blog. And Follow me on Twitter (writeslave)
2) Sometimes you just need to get away and so, secret weekend getaway, I'm almost there. (And say it with me: "Sometimes, tequila and sunshine just seem right" --- my brain needs a regroup)
3) This one goes out to all the ladies --- and you fellas out there who need a little jam session:


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A writer doesn't write to spew out a bunch of words. A writer cuts open their veins and lets the blood drip as we type. We expose the only thing we have. Everything. 
- Dawn Garcia

"The Big C"

I watch that new Showtime show, "The Big C" and for anyone who hasn't watched it, please do so immediately. Not only is it a superb cast and incredibly well written, the premise is profound. Often times we wait to live. We wait for things to be perfect, for everything to be just right, to have enough money, to have the right car, to have the right job, etc. The thing is, we do that with the promise that tomorrow we're going to wake up and have another day. A fresh start. A do-over if you will. But what if we don't? What if you find out you're terminal and have a year and half to live? What if you're a parent and you know you won't get to be there to see your children grow up? To fall in love. To hold them when they have their first heartbreak. What if you never have a chance to say I love you or I'm sorry? What if you never have a chance to make love on a beach. Or laugh for no reason? Enjoy the moments you do have and get rid of the ones that aren't good or healthy for you. Everything in life is a choice. Sometimes we make good choices, sometimes we don't but what's more important is how to react to the choices we make. Don't you want to start living life the way you hope is amazing? 

I know we can't just be totally reckless - I guess technically we can but we show some restraint and sense of responsibility - but we should all be living life just a little bit more. Stop waiting to go on that trip or to buy that pair of jeans or taste that food or drink that bottle of wine. Just live. Life is unexpected and it's so much nicer when you let go a little and smile. I know that I'm going to start living a lot more. I'm going to finish this screenplay. I'm going to go to Fira. I'm going to sit on the beach and swim in the ocean naked. I'm going to embrace my body. I'm going to laugh with my baby girl so much our tummy's hurt. I'm going to make better choices. I'm going to stop being an emotional reactor. I'm going to talk about how I feel and know that sometimes that means I'm going to say what you don't want to hear. I'm going to wear that dress. I'm going to sip a latte in Verona. I'm going to stop ignoring my gut instinct. I'm going to ride in that gondola and drink wine with my girlfriend and laugh because we need a break from life. I am going to go to that place in Bora Bora and soak up the sun. I am going to stop blaming myself for everything. I am going to stop listening to negativity. I am going to dance without music. I am going to have the love I dream of. I am going to climb that tree. I am going to learn how to golf - even if I suck. I could go on and on. I have a lot to be grateful for and a lot to enjoy so off I go...

What are you going to do?


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(To the one who was hurt by my openness and honesty in the blog below, I'm sorry. In the end though, it seems this time, the timing just wasn't right. I hope some day we'll get it right...)

I want to believe that today is a new day and while every obvious element lends to that theory, somehow it feels a lot like a day I've experienced too many times before. Back up against the wall. It's time I see what is actually happening before me. Sometimes we see what we want to see not what is actually there. My heart has a mind of its own. It's often misleading and while it is beautiful, I think it is going to need a much better compass. Guess it's all about pointing in two directions: daughter and career. I foolishly added another arrow and fell really deep into its direction. It's no fun always being a secret. Always being in limbo. Sometimes you need clarification. So now we're back to two. Always two. 

*I made a mistake. - I wrote this and never even gave the 3rd person a 2nd chance or a chance to explain. Emotion can be beautiful but acting on emotion can ruin something beautiful. Take your time, think before you speak. That's going to be my biggest lesson.

Lines from Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind:

Joel: I can't see anything that I don't like about you.
Clementine: But you will! But you will. You know, you will think of things. And I'll get bored with you and feel trapped because that's what happens with me.
Joel: Okay.
Clementine: [pauses] Okay. 

A beautiful version of Sia's "Breathe Me" set to Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.

The lyrics to this song below is my heart.  Enjoy the music. It's exquisite:


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Sep 22, 2010

damn if I don't LOVE Glee...

post by dawn garcia |

Goddamn I love Glee. Yes. Love. If I could just give up on my quest for love for a while and watch Glee, well, I am. Forget all this craziness. I'm in for Glee. That's the plan. Pathetic? No way. Do you know how nice it is to have a show that you flip on and everything, and I mean everything, doesn't even matter for an hour. I sing, I dance, I smile. I mean, smile from my gut and I am SO grateful. Since the very first episode I have been hooked. Yes, I realize the entire lot of Americans are pretty much on board with this but this show is such a feel good show. So, you know what, I'm so incredibly grateful to you Gleekers out there. 

I sincerely love. LOVE this show. I'm adding a link to the latest song that just made me smile because if life isn't about the tiny little pockets of smiles, I'm not sure what is. Aside from my little girl that makes me smile all through my own personal stuff, Glee is back. And that means so are the smiles, joy, topics that SHOULD be discussed, some truth, and a little dose of Sue Sylvester and Will Shuster. Ahh its good to be distracted....


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Aug 1, 2010

The mind of a 3 year old

post by dawn garcia |

Ahh, bath time. I realize every single day how incredibly vivid my daughter's imagination is (and what part I've had to play in it!). Here is an example of bath time. She has the washcloth on her shoulder. Why? It's her pet snake racker. He talks and when he talks he sounds like a little old Jewish woman - her accent. Then she takes a lid to a container and fills it with soap as she plants it on the top of my head and then takes her Barbie brush and rubs in the soap. The truly entertaining part is the story: "Ok, stay still we gotta do this. (Walking back and forth in the bath tub) put the rickerracker on the head and rub it in." the washcloth falls, she makes this hysterical face with her eyes slightly rolling and she tilts her head and said, "we can't have that" and picks up the washcloth and gently places it back on her shoulder. "that's better".

Mind you all day she has been a tiger, a robot, a mommy, my mommy, a king, and surely a hundred other things. It's been a very exciting world in Lo-land.

Then I interrupt her to tell her its time to get out and when I do, the "snake" is playing on the edge and now she has what I refer to as a "munchkin" voice and she makes the washcloth move up like it's looking at me and she says, "whatcha you doin, lady?"


Sometimes it really is that simple. So in the moments where I feel like I'm going to lose my mind, I remember that the love I get to give is without restriction and the love I get in return is utterly flawless. So back to thinking like a 3 year-old...
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