Calling a lead I generated yesterday, this morning at 9.  Okay, so in 9 minutes.  Looking for a new side of character as an AE.  The year challenging so far and stressing but I see things improving.  Tired of these lulls in writing and ideas, me sitting down to write and feeling nothing.  Really going to become an unfettered siren of SELF.  The comparison of one character type then another – written yesterday but not posted.

Have to post as soon as I’m done… new rules and disciple for self.  Happiness and FREEDOM, the whole album.  Watching the news last night before leaving for Katie’s house, saw a piece on Growing Up in the Tenderloin.  Interesting and gripping on a number of levels – the African American element, kids being exposed to crime, the homeless and drug issue…. The journalistic texture is what held me, and honestly taught me something.  And not just about writing but  this only life I have – noting everything, and not everything has to be a paragraph or sentence.  Just a quick capture somehow.

8:55, latte, phone call notes.  After this one call, going to office.  Can’t be trapped here all day like yesterday.

Headset on, AE Notebook 1 open.  Okay, I’m in the mode, mood, I’m in character…

First call done then communicating pricing.  Leaving for office soon….  Optimizing me and my place in this story.  Re-reading some Sedaris last night and knowing the sentences need be more free, and of pronounce vehemency.

Not planning morning, nor afternoon.  Do have a couple things on the calendar, but other than that…. All remains in the poetic. 

AE life and all the sales momentums and Beats associated, what I’m inwardly and here communicating.  More than a way with quota… more than Account Executive life itself, or selling any internet or telecom “bundle”… not sure what.  Definition still self-defining, new process and race.

The story of other humans, tying tightly to what I’m seeing and this morning living…