For my future self’s sake, I wanted to record my thoughts here as I start the first day of my second writers’ assistant job. First, I should appreciate that all this happened in 2018 — it’s the year I made the jump into the writers’ room on UNBELIEVABLE in January. It’s the year I got married, in June, right as that room closed - and then went on honeymoon to Portugal. It’s the year I worked entirely full-time writing freelance for the first time (short form scripted for digital, video essays for GammaRay TV, podcasts, and some freelance development & coverage work for a TV company as well). It’s the year I co-wrote a horror feature with a close friend, and his agents + manager submitted it out for consideration (that’s all still pending). It’s the year I wrote my go-to pilot, BIG SKY COUNTY, which helped me decide to leave my previous representation and search for a new team. That pilot also helped get me meetings around town, through the use of the connections I made while I worked at Miramax. I participated in the NYC @ Midnight speed writing competition (and will continue to do so this year into the next), and also wrote a new short story that’s getting consideration at a few journals — the first rejection it received came coupled with some great words of encouragement. I’m also generally proud to have seen a ton of new movies and read many new books - and written about them here. It’s been a busy year and since my knee-jerk tendency (as is the case with many writers) is to downplay, self-deprecate, and anxiously nudge oneself to have gotten more done and try harder for the future - I wanted to give breath to the other side of the mind. I will try harder, of course, always trying harder — but I will also take stock and appreciate what’s been accomplished as well.