Hello my favorite people, and Happy March!

First off: I have a piece of very excellent news. Which was the whole point of The Laramie Report, right? To bring you excellent news about me.

Greasy Heart is going to Cannes. It’s been accepted to the Short Film Corner, which means my writing partner and I are officially invited to attend the festival. We can see all the movies and traipse around the parties and hobnob with producers? is I guess what you’re supposed to do at Cannes. Also, people can stop by the Short Film Corner and watch our movie if they are so inclined.

I’m stoked. This is exactly the motivation I needed to finish a draft of the new script.

Which brings me back to… The point of The Laramie Report. The point isn’t just to bring you good news. (Let’s be honest, good news doesn’t show up every month.) The point is for me to hold myself accountable, semi-publicly.

Last month I copped out. I almost let you in on my goal—which was to write a shitty first draft by the end of February—but then I panicked and thought, what if i don't do it??

Of course I didn’t do it. Somewhere around February 4th, I realized it wasn't doable. Not for me.

What is doable is a page a day.

At the moment I'm working full time, but I’m getting up at 7am every morning and writing for an hour before I go into the office. I can usually manage a page. The trick is not to diddle. It’s so tempting to diddle around and tweak the ten or fifteen or twenty pages I’ve got. But no, no diddling. The trick is to move forward. Just write the next page and try not to judge and get to the end of that shitty first draft.

Keep. Moving. Forward. is the goal for March.

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This month in minimalism: One honest + one hilarious take on the Japanese-minimalist-decluttering-movement, Alas, I Will Never Actually De-Clutter My House + How To Get Rid of Clutter And Live Abundantly. Is this the wrong moment for me to endorse argan oil? I’ve been using my little bottle of the stuff to both cleanse and moisturize my face, and feeling—YOU NAILED ME, MALLORY—very smug about it.