It kind of hit me in a flash last weekend. I’ve been flailing around for some kind of creative project to work on as of late, but nothing was really making an appearance. I’m trying to write a Netflix series, but I’m stalling out on the tone and the pacing of what I want to write. It’s easier to write a movie than a TV series, but I have eight episodes that I want to crank out, so at some point, I’m going to have to figure out that tone and pacing.

But that’s not what I am devoting my full energies towards yet. There was something else that was just sitting there, something that, when I thought of it, seemed so obvious. So, once I decided to do it, it all came so easily.

I decided to write a memoir.