A friend said, “Artists are more introspective. They have to be. It’s the nature of what they do.” I would probably agree with that comment, though I just feared I was incredibly self-absorbed.
I’ve been in the Bay Area for almost a year now. It’s been a blur, mostly. I’ve spent more time alone than I have before, doing a lot of thinking and people watching—being introspective.
Some have asked, “What have you learned from the experience?”
The one thing I’ve learned? That our choices and responsibility account for more than I thought they did.
You choose a career. You choose relationships. Those who are kind to others, making time for them, enjoy close friendships. A direct correlation between our decisions and the way our lives turn out.
It’s always been difficult for me. My mind steers toward the creative, and as a result, my life looks much different from how I thought it would. I don’t have the normal life, per se, and continually stressed out, trying to reconcile the desire for a normal life with my creative push. I would frantically rush to finish creative projects with the hope that one would flourish and give me the success needed to build my normal life.
I think I’m finally reconciled to the fact that I might not have it. Not resigned, mind you—I will always have hope—but reconciled. It was the decision I made when I chose to invest the years playing music, acting and writing books.
I hope to publish a new book in November. I’m very proud of this work, a non-fiction book. It’s focused and (I hope) impactful. Once that’s done, I will launch my website, michaeljoelgreen.com, finish a novel I’ve been working on; and I’m writing a television show with a friend.
It’s an exciting time, and I’m excited to share it.