The End of a Season

I’m a big watcher of television. From comedy to drama I love it all and so much so that if I knew I only had a week to live, I would want my last days to be filled binge-watching episodes of: Gotham, Scandal, Modern Family, Blackish, The Good Wife, The Big Bang Theory (God help me, but I love this show) and my all time favorite, The Golden Girls. I could list many, many others, but this particular blog is really not about how many shows I watch a week; it’s about what happens after the season of a show is over.

There used to be a time when I dreaded when my favorite show for the fall season was coming to an end. If I had a choice, these shows would continue on and on like soap operas—even though I may have gotten busy for a week, I could pick up right where I left off.

But for the first time in my TV-watching life, I became impatient for my shows to end so that the new season would hurry up and begin. I actually became annoyed when some of these shows were taking forever to windup. This became confusing for me. What had changed in the way I watched these shows? Was I becoming one of those gratification junkies? You know the type—always looking to purchase the next new thing in electronics instead of enjoying the ones they have for at least a week.

Eventually, I figured out my problem. The way I was feeling had nothing to do with television and everything to do with what was happening in my life. You see, at a time where most of my shows were going on hiatus, so was my writing life. To be more specific, after leaving my job of six years to write, I was coming close to the end of my savings and it was time for me to begin looking for a job. Unfortunately my season of writing freely, and without any distractions, was coming to an end. The knowledge left me saddened and filled with dread. I was not ready for this season to end, but I had no choice.

I now find that instead of writing for hours on end and having the best time of my life, I’m now spending those hours looking for work so that I can again save and pray that my writing income will eventually pave my way to independence, success, and eventually financially security.

I’m currently at a season of stagnation and I’ll write more about this season in my next blog, but right now it’s more about what’s next for me. Just like the ending of my shows, right now I have no idea what’s going to happen next.

I just pray that unlike my favorite shows, I won’t have to wait until the fall to see what’s next.