I’m sorry I haven’t written in a minute, but as you can probably guess from the title, I’ve been occupied. In January, I was lucky enough to start a new job. My first permanent full-time job, and in the middle of a recession no less (although, it seems there’s a recession every year, so perhaps that isn’t as notable a fact as it looks). I’m not going to talk about the job in too much detail here, but I really like it and I feel very lucky and privileged to have it.
Recap of my year:
January – I wrote a five-page script called “Phone Call”.
February – I created my production company, Foolish Fox Films and filmed “Phone Call”.
July – I had an idea for a web series and wrote two episodes. “Phone Call”, was completed and submitted to festivals.
September – I pitched my web series idea and a week later “Phone Call” won best comedy at its first festival.
November – I found out my web series had received 20k in funding from Telus Storyhive.
Well, this was not how I planned to start off my year.
Apologies for my temporary and abrupt leave. My laptop broke.
Tomorrow is Chinese New Year, but I celebrated with friends today instead. We got dressed up, had a ton of food, and then sat around talking until midnight.
I’ve been putting this off, the first post of the new year. I think I’ve been hoping that by putting it off I’d somehow make the days go by slower, but the opposite seems to be happening so I’m just going to write.
It was great! Five stars! Hilarious action-comedy! Oh, wait—it’s not supposed to be a comedy?
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On my mom’s side, I have 20 aunts and uncles and 25 cousins, three of which have spouses and one who has a toddler and a baby due any day now. Including my siblings and I, my maternal grandparents have 28 grandchildren and nearly 2 great-grandchildren. I am the youngest of the older half of the grandchildren, and for six years before 2011, I was smack dab in the middle.
On Christmas there’s a big party at my grandparents’ house. After dinner, presents—usually between close cousins, or godparents and godchildren—are given out. Then the older half, plus the oldest of the younger half, of the cousins do our secret santa exchange and get to discover who had our name and so on. After we’re done, the adults (I guess, at twenty, I’m technically an adult, but here “adult” means family members out of university who have jobs and own homes and stuff) play their gift-giving game where they draw numbers and the whole thing is kind of complicated.
After the adults have finished their game, the dining table is cleared and the poker game begins.
