I realized that I need to take writing more seriously. Instead of writing whenever I damn please, I am going to treat it more like a job from here on out. Eight hour days, five days a week. If you have ever had ADD and tried to sit still doing anything for 8 hours straight you'd know that's pretty impossible, so I'm thinking I might split it up into 4 hours at night and 4 more in the evening. I'll try that out this week.
I've been doing what I can lately. After taking too many days off after everything I had written to date was mysteriously deleted (unsaved?), I started writing in Barnes and Nobles, Borders, Starbucks, and so on.
The great thing about writing in a cafe is that I am around real people and real life interaction. Just the other day, two men greeted each other at the table next to me. The greeting went something like this.
Guy A: "Hey! So, did you see the game last night?"
Guy B: "Oh yeah!"
Guy A: "Did you really?"
Guy B: "No."
Simple as that, but it was awesome. Maybe you had to be there. Perhaps it was the shame splashed across his face for having not watched the game.
But it's not ALL good. There's bad that comes along with it. The only problem with writing in a cafe, for me, at least, is that I have never even attempted to drink coffee and I don't plan on it any time soon. I feel like I would hate it, or even worse, love it.
So I order a small hot chocolate and pretend it's coffee just to fit in with the coffee crowd.
It caused me to write an (unnecessary) scene into my screenplay, which will almost positively be cut when I rewrite it.
That's my main issue right now--too much fluff. I'm not hitting my plot points well. The shit that should happen on page 12 doesn't happen until page 19. Need to cut scenes. Be more concise. Use fragments.
Enough of that, I know it bores you.
Anyway, I haven't posted in a while because I'm trying to focus on writing what actually matters, which is my piece-of-shit, yet-to-be-remotely-funny screenplay. I had a target of finishing a first draft by March 1, but due to deletegate, it looks increasingly unlikely that I will finish by then. I'm going to try, but it would be a miracle of miracles. Especially because I have two job interviews and a doctor appointment this week, which will put a sizable dent in my writing time.
Unfortunately, I won't be able to post much until I finish this draft--it takes first priority.
Some quick thoughts before I go:
-You know in the winter when you turn on your faucet and brown water comes out? ....wassupwitthat?
-I had a strange dilemma this morning where I had a choice between going out without brushing my teeth and brushing my teeth with brownish piss colored water. I made the obvious choice and just said "fuck it" and stayed in.
-The Superbowl. Eh. Guys were outnumbered 2-1 at the party I went to, which means that the spread was anywhere from solid to excellent, but I couldn't hear the commentary over avid discussions of Gossip Girl and how hot House is, and the like....From what I gather the Saints won, but if I were blind I would honestly still not know because I couldn't hear shit.
-But then again, if I were blind, my sense of hearing would be heightened, and I probably would know.
-...which also means my sense of taste would be heightened, which means Weil's homemade Guacamole and Debbie Blum's brownies would taste even more delicious than they were (Is that even possible? Mrs. Blum's brownies? No. Weil's Guac? Sure. But hey, room for improvement is a good thing).
-I've noticed that I become extremely uncomfortable when anyone asks me about what I'm doing now. From here on out, I fully intend on making up something different every time I'm asked. Just a warning.
-I watched Mysterious Skin for the first time this week at the recommendation of a friend. The gigantic climax (no pun intended) of the movie??? Two 8 year olds anally fisting their little league baseball coach. I could not make this shit up.
-Ohio State will win the Big 10 this year and be a 2 seed in the NCAA Tournament. I will pick them to go to the final four and they will lose to a mid-major in the second round. Bodog is offering all of the above at 7/2 odds. Easy money.
-I went to the gym for the first time since I broke my right index finger in three places, dislocated it, tore a ligament in thumb, and broke a knuckle. I made a bet that I could run a 2:15 half mile. I ran it in 2:05 in high school. First day back in the gym I ran it in 5:07 and puked afterwards.
-In all fairness, it was my first time working out in four months, I had never run on a treadmill before, and I was on the 55th floor. Yet still, I probably shouldn't be posting this for all to see.
-I've always wanted a trademark. I've unsuccessfully attempted theme music, funny hats, always taking two trips, and doing things singularly that are usually done in pairs (like wearing only one shoe or only shaving one side of my face). But I think I've finally got it nailed: 3D glasses. No one wears these things. Except me, now.
-This is great, especially when the need for 3D glasses arises, like it did during the Grammy's and during the Super Bowl. Or if I encounter any Na'vi in the Gold Coast.
-Billy Hoffman wipes from the front. True story.
