One thing newbie writers do is to think that their dialogue is so clever (a-la Clerks) that it will carry a movie. It won’t. Movies are about “moving pictures” not “moving pictures of two people talking.” If I want to see two people talking, I can go down to the local Jack in the Box, [...]
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Since I’m doing this on the fly, I wanted to get in and out. Here we go with PROJECT UPDATES! 1) 2 0 3 – nobodies really read it! So sad because it’s pretty damn good. Soon, soon. 2) American Monster – it’s a tough one because of it’s graphic nature and the fact that [...]
Slasher’s come. Slasher’s go. A dime a dozen? Sure. Most quickly fade into obscurity. Mocked. Forgotten. But a few stick around. Back in 1978, at the tender age of 11, I saw Halloween.
For all of you folks asking “what’s up with [INSERT TITLE HERE].” Here we go. A blow by blow run-down… On Every. Single. Script.
Notalotta this week, gang. Here’s the quick version and we’ll regroup next week: 1) Big Blue Meanie – working with a few interested parties on getting it optioned. Also working with Don Jackson on polishing. 2) Blind Eye – made a whole buncha changes. It’s much better now. But Larry had an excellent idea — add [...]
Who’s this? If you guessed “Colonel Sanders” you are 1) wrong; 2) old. It’s “The Architect” from The Matrix trilogy. I am the architect. I created the matrix. I’ve been waiting for you. You may have many questions, and although the process has altered your consciousness, you remain irrevocably human. Ergo, some of my [...]
Really not a whole lot to say. So instead of one of a ‘lesson-learned’ type of blog entry, it’s time for the /echo on/ PROJECT UPDATES /echo off/.
Look! It’s “Below the Ice”! Click on the link on the left side of the site if you want to read the first 10 pages. In the most desolate locale on Earth, ten crewmembers of the icebreaker Ava Rita battle for survival against a beast brought to the surface when the ocean temperature rises one [...]
I gotta whisper ’cause I can’t be too loud.From the song “Lips of an Angel” by Hinder. I didn’t write the song. I wish I did. It is kind of catchy. But, come on, for what other reason would one whisper other than to “not be too loud”? That’s needless exposition.
My spec scripts average over 26,000 words, so I cut myself some slack for the occasional typo. Sure, they annoy me. But in the grand scheme of a 26,000+ word story, 2 or 3 typos doesn’t eat me up too bad. By the time it’s left my hands, I’ve read it 30 times, maybe more. [...]