A Progress of Sorts..
I wish that I could say that the past few weeks have been filled with excessive writing, bliss and overall progress. That, however, would be a lie. That's not to say that life has been terrible, though.
I have spent much of the past few weeks outside, in a vain attempt to become Less White. Seriously. In spite of a rich DNA that mixes Irish Rebel (redundant, I know) and raging Miq'maq, my coloring is that of Recently Drained Corpse. It probably doesn't help that I insist on coloring my hair a glorious shade of Dear God Red, as it likely gives me the appearance of a rather hyperactive Goth or a Shirley Manson acolyte. But I digress.
In addition to Being Outside, I have cleaned house (yawn), read (sigh), worked (scream) and hung out with friends and family (yay!). I have also spent much extended time on Facebook, which is the Ruiner of All Creativity and Waster of Precious Time. It's currently my drug of choice, since I haven't found a replacement for Dr. Doogie (after 3 years!) - and the painkillers aren't doing the job anymore. Again, I digress.
Work is tolerable, with a sudden upswing in random items to do. I fear this is the final Mighty Yawp, however. Higher Ups are being terminated at a rapid pace, and that is never a good sign. Sadly, it is a necessity - and it should have happened a long time ago. Destrukto has been a top heavy organization for years, with Managers of Managers who Manage. Redundancy abounds, and the Real Cost Cutting Measures must take effect now. I've said it before, but the reality is there: Closing Time Looms for Destrukto. For now, however, I will merely continue to work, and be thankful that I have a job.
I have finally begun working on my screen play again. I started this morning. Granted, I'm not writing dialogue, but I AM working on it. I have decided to take the flip approach to the story, and am writing it from a MALE point of view. It is purely stream of consciousness writing at the moment, but it's an interesting exercise. I plan to turn it in to the Head Male Writer (that'd be Andy, y'all) and ask for his input. I'm interested to see just how close I can get to 'crawling in to a guy's head', camping out, and writing. I'll let you know how it turns out.
In the mean time, I think it's time to go back outside. I'm wearing shorts again, and am pretty sure my legs just blinded the dog...
I have spent much of the past few weeks outside, in a vain attempt to become Less White. Seriously. In spite of a rich DNA that mixes Irish Rebel (redundant, I know) and raging Miq'maq, my coloring is that of Recently Drained Corpse. It probably doesn't help that I insist on coloring my hair a glorious shade of Dear God Red, as it likely gives me the appearance of a rather hyperactive Goth or a Shirley Manson acolyte. But I digress.
In addition to Being Outside, I have cleaned house (yawn), read (sigh), worked (scream) and hung out with friends and family (yay!). I have also spent much extended time on Facebook, which is the Ruiner of All Creativity and Waster of Precious Time. It's currently my drug of choice, since I haven't found a replacement for Dr. Doogie (after 3 years!) - and the painkillers aren't doing the job anymore. Again, I digress.
Work is tolerable, with a sudden upswing in random items to do. I fear this is the final Mighty Yawp, however. Higher Ups are being terminated at a rapid pace, and that is never a good sign. Sadly, it is a necessity - and it should have happened a long time ago. Destrukto has been a top heavy organization for years, with Managers of Managers who Manage. Redundancy abounds, and the Real Cost Cutting Measures must take effect now. I've said it before, but the reality is there: Closing Time Looms for Destrukto. For now, however, I will merely continue to work, and be thankful that I have a job.
I have finally begun working on my screen play again. I started this morning. Granted, I'm not writing dialogue, but I AM working on it. I have decided to take the flip approach to the story, and am writing it from a MALE point of view. It is purely stream of consciousness writing at the moment, but it's an interesting exercise. I plan to turn it in to the Head Male Writer (that'd be Andy, y'all) and ask for his input. I'm interested to see just how close I can get to 'crawling in to a guy's head', camping out, and writing. I'll let you know how it turns out.
In the mean time, I think it's time to go back outside. I'm wearing shorts again, and am pretty sure my legs just blinded the dog...
posted by rennratt at 11:47 AM
5 Comments:
My whole March pretty much just stunk and I was kind of MIA as well. Glad to see you back! :-)
You can't be any whiter than I am - well except for the age spots. I guess you have me beat after all. Happy Easter, Renn!
Writing from a male point of view?! Hmmmm.... try visiting some internet porn sites for a few days before writing then ;-)
I am always so glad when you post.
At least y'all have the option of going outside without layers of thermal clothing. If I went outside with shorts on, the only thing I would be working on would be hypothermia and my goosebump collection.
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