I'm currently taking a creative break from writing my script. I felt that I've been steeped in building a story for so long that I've forgotten what a story looks and feels like.
So to remedy that, I've decided to slow things down (technically sped things up, I didn't feel like I was getting anywhere by breaking the story) and start writing a short story or two. It might be the perfect way of recharging my creative batteries. I don't have to worry about page count and I don't have to worry about adhering to the conventions of writing a script. Lately, I've been feeling like I was in a creative drought working on the script (which wasn't even any real writing, just outlining and simple prep work stuff -- Took me damn near 6 months to do, yeah totally the poster boy for hard working writer).
So yeah, hopefully I'll get back to it soon with some fresh ideas.
Wednesday, August 17, 2011
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Free Write 3: The Wallaby Hypothesis
There was an article on Yahoo today about possible explanations for crop circles. Now, being a person who is really interested in the idea of extraterrestrials, I've heard of every possible explanation about how crop circles are created. It's very obvious that people are prone to perpetuating hoaxes and it's no surprise that the Yahoo article makes note of human reasons why farmers wake up the next morning to find that their crops look rather flat.
We've heard of the hoaxes, we've heard of the possibility of Alien forces, we've even entertained the idea of the planet's magnetism having something to do with this phenomenon. Now, science has a new theory for the creation of crop circles: Wallabies.
Before you go "huh?", yes it's the Australian marsupial. I'm talking about these creatures:
The article claims that wallabies are responsible for the crop circles in Australia because they consume Poppy plants and get high. Wallabies high on the opium start jumping up and down in circles and inadvertently create crop circles.
Let me repeat this, wallabies are a responsible for crop circles.
Wallabies getting high off of opium.
What the fuck kind of world do we live in?
Those goddamn wallabies.
We've heard of the hoaxes, we've heard of the possibility of Alien forces, we've even entertained the idea of the planet's magnetism having something to do with this phenomenon. Now, science has a new theory for the creation of crop circles: Wallabies.
Before you go "huh?", yes it's the Australian marsupial. I'm talking about these creatures:
The article claims that wallabies are responsible for the crop circles in Australia because they consume Poppy plants and get high. Wallabies high on the opium start jumping up and down in circles and inadvertently create crop circles.
Let me repeat this, wallabies are a responsible for crop circles.
Wallabies getting high off of opium.
What the fuck kind of world do we live in?
Those goddamn wallabies.
Friday, July 29, 2011
Free Write 2
I've been thinking about the reasons why somebody would avoid hell. Sure, no one wants to spend an eternity being tortured to death only to realize that you can't die.
But think about Heaven for a second. In heaven you can't do all the sinful things that we enjoy down here on earth. That means no porn, adultery, prostitutes, drugs, provocative music videos (and their music), violence, alcohol, killing, fast cars, fake tits, money, Michael Bay movies, and shellfish. To top it all off, you probably don't even have an internet connection to watch any of these things.
On the other hand, here you have hell for all the sinners, con men, drug addicts, gluttons, adulterers, gamblers, shell fish aficionados and Jersey Shore fans.
Plus I hear it's rather toasty. Can hell really be that bad?
But think about Heaven for a second. In heaven you can't do all the sinful things that we enjoy down here on earth. That means no porn, adultery, prostitutes, drugs, provocative music videos (and their music), violence, alcohol, killing, fast cars, fake tits, money, Michael Bay movies, and shellfish. To top it all off, you probably don't even have an internet connection to watch any of these things.
On the other hand, here you have hell for all the sinners, con men, drug addicts, gluttons, adulterers, gamblers, shell fish aficionados and Jersey Shore fans.
Plus I hear it's rather toasty. Can hell really be that bad?
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Free Write: The Inception
Anything unstructured goes. Basically, it means that this is the absolute most bullshitting piece of writing I'll ever post because let's face it, when your teachers in elementary school told you to spend five minutes just freewriting, you know they were preparing you on how to bullshit writing.
(See how grammatically incorrect that last sentence was? FREE WRITING baby!)
Translated into proper English, this is the place where goofy things are supposed to happen. Sort of like dreaming but without the images. Like what I imagine blind people do when they fall asleep.
(Yeah I made a blind joke, it shouldn't be too offensive. Besides, it's not like they can braille on a computer screen.)
Somethings I'll feel like writing stuff just because. And these will be my free writes.
(See how grammatically incorrect that last sentence was? FREE WRITING baby!)
Translated into proper English, this is the place where goofy things are supposed to happen. Sort of like dreaming but without the images. Like what I imagine blind people do when they fall asleep.
(Yeah I made a blind joke, it shouldn't be too offensive. Besides, it's not like they can braille on a computer screen.)
Somethings I'll feel like writing stuff just because. And these will be my free writes.
Sunday, July 3, 2011
How you know you're watching a Micheal Bay Film
Most people by now would know when they're watching a Micheal Bay film. For those who are unfamiliar with his work, I've compiled an easy checklist so that you too, will be able to tell when you are watching a Micheal Bay movie.
American flag waving proudly in either the background or used as an establishing shot in the foreground
A character looks forlornly at the Sunset
A character looks forlornly at the sunrise
Military vehicles
Military Weaponry
Military jargon
Military missiles
token funny black guy
Token funny latino guy
Token funny ethnic stereotype if token funny latino or black guy isn't available
Ill conceived moment of humour
Shouting
homosexual joke, usually done in a way where the main character is mistakenly assumed to be gay, Look to: Bad Boys II and Transformers Dark of the Moon for examples.
Highly saturated colours, often either orange or blue tinged. Usually combined with a sunset or sunrise.
Car chases
Sports cars
Explosions (Duh)
Questionable physics
Polt inaccuracies
Rock music that thinks it's on the edge.
A panning 360 degree shot of our protagonists, usually with the sunset in the background.
Artistic musical dissonance: In other words, a well written and composed orchestral piece played amidst a highly energetic action sequence, used to class up the action.
Helicopter flying to a government destination, usually combined with a shot of the sun in the background.
If your movie has six of these or more, you're watching a Michael Bay Movie. If you have a problem with any of these things being in a movie, well then...
Fuck You. He's Michael Bay.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
The Chronicles of Rick
I was walking to the parking garage in Chinatown after a long morning. I had to wake up around 8 o'clock (which in my world means it's still bedtime for me) to go to my bi-annual dentist appointment which doubled as a hair-cut day for the family.
Anyways, we just finished buying our groceries for the week and were about to go home. I just received a call from my buddies to go hang out and have lunch at the chinese buffet (9.99 for all you can eat lunch, fuck yeah I'm going). Given that I was already in Chinatown, it was an offer I couldn't refuse for the sake of convenience. Holding bags of groceries in my hand, I ventured down to the parking garage with my mom and sis to drop things off and head back out. It was there that I heard a familiar tune, which if anybody has ever been rick rolled, would have recognized almost instantaneously.
Now, having been on the internet for a while, I've been rickroll'd quite a few times. I hate it when it happens, not because I hate the song, but more for the utter disappointment you feel when you click on a link to see whatever it is you want to see (no, I'm not talking about porn... ahem) and be greeted with the elvis haired ginger Rick Astley dancing as hard as a white kid could in the 80's.
It's just the thought that someone would actually be singing along to a C.D. of Rick Astley that disturbs me the most. Not that I have anything against it. I just wished I could see the face of the driver when he realized he wasn't the only person in the garage (the music died rather quickly after he saw us).
I guess this could be a continuing series of posts. If I'm unlucky enough to get rickroll'd in real life (meaning I encounter the song never gonna give you up in real life and not on the internet), I will record the circumstances of the rick roll and add it on my blog.
this was when I was rickroll'd in Chinatown's parking garage.
Anyways, we just finished buying our groceries for the week and were about to go home. I just received a call from my buddies to go hang out and have lunch at the chinese buffet (9.99 for all you can eat lunch, fuck yeah I'm going). Given that I was already in Chinatown, it was an offer I couldn't refuse for the sake of convenience. Holding bags of groceries in my hand, I ventured down to the parking garage with my mom and sis to drop things off and head back out. It was there that I heard a familiar tune, which if anybody has ever been rick rolled, would have recognized almost instantaneously.
Now, having been on the internet for a while, I've been rickroll'd quite a few times. I hate it when it happens, not because I hate the song, but more for the utter disappointment you feel when you click on a link to see whatever it is you want to see (no, I'm not talking about porn... ahem) and be greeted with the elvis haired ginger Rick Astley dancing as hard as a white kid could in the 80's.
It's just the thought that someone would actually be singing along to a C.D. of Rick Astley that disturbs me the most. Not that I have anything against it. I just wished I could see the face of the driver when he realized he wasn't the only person in the garage (the music died rather quickly after he saw us).
I guess this could be a continuing series of posts. If I'm unlucky enough to get rickroll'd in real life (meaning I encounter the song never gonna give you up in real life and not on the internet), I will record the circumstances of the rick roll and add it on my blog.
this was when I was rickroll'd in Chinatown's parking garage.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
The Agony of Defeat
Stanley Cup finals are over and as you'd expect, and much to my disappointment over my pessimistic prediction, the Vancouver Canucks lost against the Boston Bruins in seven games. I'm sad but strangely not too much so.
The Canucks accomplished quite a lot this season. We led the league in goals differential, had the best power play, penalty kill, won the President's Trophy and finally defeated the Blackhawks and advanced past the second round to play to the seventh game of the Stanley Cup finals. We were just one win away from winning it all. All in all, it's not too bad of an improvement over last year where we fell in the second round to the Chicago Blackhawks.
But you know, you're not really a true sports fan until after you shared in their many disappointments. It's great sharing in a team's victory, you're overjoyed, you scream and you bask in the glow of the team winning the championship. But when you lose, man it sucks, especially when you're so close to winning the Cup.
That's really the spirit of being a sports fan. You celebrate the victories as one and you share the disappointment of defeat.
So ends my extended vacation from writing. I'm getting back on the bike and trying to write consistently again. Maybe I'll have more blog posts, but most likely, I'm gonna finish my outline for my script. I haven't been showing up for work the past few weeks on this thing (mainly because it's summer) so hopefully, I find my writing legs soon.
The Canucks accomplished quite a lot this season. We led the league in goals differential, had the best power play, penalty kill, won the President's Trophy and finally defeated the Blackhawks and advanced past the second round to play to the seventh game of the Stanley Cup finals. We were just one win away from winning it all. All in all, it's not too bad of an improvement over last year where we fell in the second round to the Chicago Blackhawks.
But you know, you're not really a true sports fan until after you shared in their many disappointments. It's great sharing in a team's victory, you're overjoyed, you scream and you bask in the glow of the team winning the championship. But when you lose, man it sucks, especially when you're so close to winning the Cup.
That's really the spirit of being a sports fan. You celebrate the victories as one and you share the disappointment of defeat.
So ends my extended vacation from writing. I'm getting back on the bike and trying to write consistently again. Maybe I'll have more blog posts, but most likely, I'm gonna finish my outline for my script. I haven't been showing up for work the past few weeks on this thing (mainly because it's summer) so hopefully, I find my writing legs soon.
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