February 2012
46 posts
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What Novel Get Away With
I’ve been studying script writing for awhile now. Not too long, which is exciting. Everything is so new. I have been writing stories and other such creative things since I was a kid. It started from my love of novels and movies; and also having to tell my little sister a story before bedtime on the fly because my parents weren’t around all the time and I didn’t know how to write...
Almost rebought the book Dune because it said it was a signed. Looked to see inside and it was the author’s son’s signature
Something I Learned About Myself
It’s funny. When you look at me you don’t think “he’s a runner,” but I run SO MUCH. To the point where I should be doing marathons by now. I think I like that about myself. It’s like I’m a spy or I’m undercover. This is a prime example of my personality. I like broadening my horizons and surprising people with my talents. Almost like the surprise...
It it bad that I do not want to do anything on my day off?
I die a little every time I cut more pages of my story. I try to think of it as cutting hair or a bonsai tree but I end up imagining cutting my future unborn baby (I swear I am not morbid)
I was looking at the nomination for the oscars and thought, how did “Drive” not get nominated for cinematography and Richard Ayoade for adapted screenplay (“Submarine”)? Those were my favorite movies of 2011.
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If Christy Brown can write with only his left foot. I have no excuse. I’m totally inspired to write
I’m finally letting the secret out. Mr. Pink is hiding out and working at Jack Rabbit Slims as Buddy Holly. The service was bad because Mr. Pink didn’t want Vincent to recognize him. Vincent might’ve gotten pissed about his brother getting killed.
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A poem by Charles Baudelaire
Out of the Depths Have I Cried
I beg pity of Thee, the only one I love, From the depths of the dark pit where my heart has fallen, It’s a gloomy world with a leaden horizon, Where through the night swim horror and blasphemy;
A frigid sun floats overhead six months, And the other six months darkness covers the land; It’s a land more bleak than the polar wastes — Neither beasts, nor...
January 2012
57 posts
I’m bringing back the phrase, “That’s Heavy.”
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We really know what kind of person we are from what we do on our days off. Ask Ferris Bueller
