I finally cleared the rights to use the piece of music I want for the Children of Abraham trailer this summer. It took me forever to navigate that shit. It will cost me way more than I want to spend, but far less than I expected.
Lit agents are supposed to help you stay focused on the project at hand. Mine keeps encouraging me to work on two other things while I finish CoA. She thinks I have the chops to write a non-fiction book based on a concept I threw at her a few months ago, but I don’t think I do. I also think I’m gonna lose that fight, so we’ll see.
Speaking of the CoA trailer, I lost my producer, so I’m going to have to start searching for a new one, and it will probably push the shoot into late May. I have someone in mind, but I also know he won’t work for free at this point, and I’m way over budget as it is. (I’m also still looking for a storyboard artist for a few final shots - if anyone wants to take a whack at it [unpaid], let me know.)
It’s hard to stay focused and energized and motivated when the weather still sucks so hard. It was -8ºF when I woke up this morning; the coldest March day ever recorded here in the ROC. Ugh. I need a day or two above freezing, please. This cold is sapping my energy so badly.
If you want to lose weight in a hurry, I highly recommend getting a norovirus: I’ve lost nine pounds since last Saturday.
The next time you find yourself wishing we had flying cars..
..just think about your daily commute, and how irritated you get with people who can barely navigate the roadways with competence in 2-dimensional space. Now imagine throwing a third axis into the mix, and ask yourself again if you want the skies full of those people. That’s what I thought.
"Barnes & Noble 3-day shipping for Members" should have fine print stating the truth, which is "shipping within three business days once your book reaches an American port, after it is hand-inked by a blind elderly monk in a remote Tibetan mountain village, then sent by Sloth-back Parcel Service to a coastal fishing town in southeast China where it will eventually be put onto a rickety cargo vessel and floated leisurely towards the west coast of the United States."
"In this box are all the words I know," he said. "Most of them you will never need, some you will use constantly, but with them you may ask all the questions which have never been answered and answer all the questions which have never been asked. All the great books of the past and all the ones yet to come are made with these words. With them there is no obstacle you cannot overcome. All you must learn to do is to use them well and in the right places."
..there was a boy who spent so many hours reading and writing words, on so many days in a row, that he got really sick of words and decided that he needed to take a break and do some math problems to clear his head lest he go duckfuck insane.
That’s right. He did recreational math.
And do you know who that boy was? He was OW OW OKAY YES IT WAS ME OW STOP GIVING ME A WEDGIE LIKE THAT OW.
you may not believe it
but there are people
who go through life with
very little friction of distress.
they dress well, sleep well.
they are contented with their family
they are undisturbed
and often feel
and when they die
it is an easy death, usually in their
you may not believe
but such people do
but i am not one of
oh no, I am not one of them,
I am not even near
Do you know the electric feeling you get once in a while, when a concept for something awesome pops into your head and holy shit you need to get out there and create that thing RIGHT THAT VERY INSTANT WHILE IT IS STILL EXCITING YOU AND YOU HAVE THE VISION IN YOUR MIND TO EXECUTE IT PERFECTLY?
I’m having that moment right now.
Unfortunately, execution of the idea requires two actors, a Zeiss anamorphic lens, and a Steadicam rig. None of which I happen to have available to me today.