Your English is Good
So it’s been awhile since I wrote a blog post. Shows how much I update this thing, huh? Lol. So what has been going on with me? Ah lots of sad news, friends. I won’t dwell on it though, I’m not here to talk about not-cheery news.Anyways.
I purchased a Moleskine notebook, one of those nifty little pocket journals that you can cart around with you anywhere. At first I was kind of skeptical I would use the thing but damn if it’s not just the handiest thing to have with you. I recently felt that the book I’m writing (which is to be apart of the series, now that I’ve begun thinking about it) has kind of no direction. Because I write really sporadically, and nothing has this real sense of purpose, I felt I needed an outline to gather some sort of structure. Thus you cue in the Moleskine notebook.
It’s holding quite a lot of stuff–about a half finished outline for the first book, and a little bit of this and that for the latter books in the series. I didn’t really intend for it to be a series at first, but this is a pretty large scale story I want to tell. With lots of rich characters. And that requires a bit more ink and paper then one book can hold marginally well.
It also has some rough sketches of a few of the charachters, and I can tell that my drawing hand has gotten a bit rusty. Still, I’m making due.
I’m also in the process of writing a screenplay, one of my actual first if you don’t count the rough outline that was my structure for the “Lost” video. It’s a very real…human piece I guess. There’s this underlying sense of dramatic reality that I’m trying to pull but at the same time have a bit of heart and comedy. Nothing like Superbad comedy but you know…genuine comedy brought upon by a totally plausiable situation and circumstance.
In some ways it’s kind of like Garden State I suppose but not. It’ll be different then that film but in most ways the same, if that makes any sense whatsoever.
I dunno, sometimes I almost never know what I’m talking about when I write. It’s the way I get my ideas for stuff too. I’ll be staring at something or hear a snippet on the radio and my brain will just fly into overdrive. Over the simplest stuff! It’s even worse when listening to music, because I just envision these random scenes with characters I haven’t even been properly introduced to let alone have created set to the music I’m listening to.
Maybe I’m crazy but that’s just my method for gathering ideas.
A small note is that I really write for fun, when I don’t have much to do or just want to. I really, really don’t expect to get my books published. Or my screenplay sold. Sometimes I think my writing is utter rubbish but some people think it’s fairly decent and I guess that’s all that can be expected.
Who knows, though. I can dream. I know what I want to do–I just hope I can. I don’t want to be doing something I don’t love for the rest of my life. I’m already experiencing that, and dude, it’s hell.
Till next time,
Geoff
