Exile

The last time I posted on this site was Jan 1, 2016.  The last time I posted anything on the web was on my "web-sight" forum back in May of this year.  Here's a link just in case you want to wander back and take a look at my "experiment". http://mboyd59.wixsite.com/web-sight

What have I been up to you might ask? (Pause)  Go ahead ... ask!!  (Pause)  Thanks for asking.  You're so kind.  (Blush)  Okay.  What have I been doing with myself since we last chatted on the world wide web.  NOTHING!!  Not a damn thing!  We'll that is not completely true.  Since May I attended the PEI Screenwriter's Boot Camp where I developed and refined my pitch for a TV series based on this blog.  http://www.peiscreenwritersbootcamp.net/home
By the way.  Thanks to the wonderful organizer Louise Lalonde, my team's workshop guru Hanna Cheesman AND my good friend and producer, Donna Davies.  Without Donna's encouragement I would not have gone to the event and realized that I still had something to say.  It was also the beginning of my very slow emergence from a self imposed exile.  After that was the summer, which meant a week in PEI with some of my favorite campers/friends and in September, the trip of a life time for my wife and I.  We went to Europe on an 11 day cruise through Italy, Greece and eastern Europe.  Fantastic!

So, why was I in exile you ask?  Again ... thanks for your concern.  It really means a lot to me.  But let me answer.  Basically I was stuck.  The fog and heaviness of depression, anxiety and ADHD took a large toll on me over the last year.  I was not only stuck creatively, I was also frozen in a job I knew did nothing to nurture my creativity.  So I left.  September 2, 2016 was my last day at the call center and I do not regret it one bit. I had committed six years to trying to make myself fit into that world and try as I might it just did not happen.  I needed to push myself away from that atmosphere and get my creative soul back.

Now, it has not been like riding a bike.  Over the last few weeks I have fallen a number of times and some of the scabs are still healing but I am getting right back on and will continue to get back on until I find what I am looking for.  As always I must thank and be forever grateful to my wife and partner.  She has endured so much and while a bike for two is tough to ride we continue to work towards mastering it.

So, not exiled anymore.  Good.  Being out of work.  Not great but better than being where I don't belong.  Trying to find myself again ... always a good thing.  And hey... if you know a good place where I might fit in let me know.  I'm ready to go.