Good Day, Sunshine

After six days of writing about eleven pages per day, I am now the proud mama of a new television series. Yay, me! After I resumed my full medication regimen and started feeling human again, I sort of went on a tear to crank out my script for submission this television staffing season.

It feels terrific, although toward the end of the push I was not really able to hold a conversation or bathe lest the creative juices go on walkabout. Nonetheless, I have had this script cooking in my brain for two years now so it was about time to put it on paper.

And no sooner had I sent it out for a first read did I get word that the producer of the feature film I want to pitch actually wants to hear my pitch... tomorrow. Gulp.

In other matters, my shrink reluctantly prescribed me Tegretol instead of Lithium as my preconception mood stabilizer. She made me sign off that she had explained all the risks associated with the use of the drug, but I feel confident in this choice over staying on Lithium, due to the research and recommendations I've found. She also made me swear to stop it as soon as I confirm a pregnancy, which I assured her was still the plan. Honestly, would she rather prescribe me the meds or have me hospitalized? It is not a crime to take medication that I require in order to function safely and healthily.

As usual, LA has sort of skipped spring after some paltry showers and moved on to full-blown summer - which is always fine by me. I'm looking forward to a weekend in the Bay Area, however, visiting family and friends and preparing for our June 7th wedding in Santa Cruz. Especially stoked to see my niece on her birthday since we put together a cool gift for her 3rd year... an idea box with cards inside containing prompts for imaginary play. Hope she has as much fun playing with it as we did making it.