Not dead yet.
Set for execution by AFI, we got the call from OutFest before midnight. So, we died one LA death in order to pick up a shot at a second West Coast life. Now "To Do:" has a chance to get done. Like I told my actors, it's a curse to fall in love with a script, because then you're haunted by it every day until it's made. And I'm feeling pretty haunted. And hopeful.
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Moving On
Happy 76th Birthday Stephen Sondheim!
"Stop worrying if your vision is new.
Let others make that decision . . .
they usually do!
You keep moving on.
Look at what you want,
Not at what you are
Not at what you'll be
Look at all the things you gave to me.
...
Anything you do, let it come from you--
then it will be new.
Give us more to see."
"Stop worrying if your vision is new.
Let others make that decision . . .
they usually do!
You keep moving on.
Look at what you want,
Not at what you are
Not at what you'll be
Look at all the things you gave to me.
...
Anything you do, let it come from you--
then it will be new.
Give us more to see."
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Anticipation
I was not too terribly tortured waiting to hear about college admissions. I applied early decision to my first choice school and heard unexpectedly early that I got in. That was December 1987, and it enabled me to relax and coast through the rest of my senior year in high school.
Perhaps because I was so blessed in my youth, I'm being tormented by film festivals and screenwriting contests now. My girlfriend helpfully suggests that I try to take my mind off the impending notifications, which is why I'm sitting here obessessing over them on my blog, of course.
Grocery shopping, answering emails and office filing are just not cutting it as distractions. So, calling all the powers that have the future of my work in the their hands: HURRY UP, PLEASE! My sanity depnds on it.
Perhaps because I was so blessed in my youth, I'm being tormented by film festivals and screenwriting contests now. My girlfriend helpfully suggests that I try to take my mind off the impending notifications, which is why I'm sitting here obessessing over them on my blog, of course.
Grocery shopping, answering emails and office filing are just not cutting it as distractions. So, calling all the powers that have the future of my work in the their hands: HURRY UP, PLEASE! My sanity depnds on it.
Monday, March 20, 2006
Flying Poo and other yummy memories
Ate an oddly nostalgic meal at a new restaurant last night. It was the site of former neighborhood lesbian bar The Rising Cafe, and the infamous fictional Women's Anarchist Collective Theater (WACT) where we shot the season finale of The D Word. I have such affection for this corner of the world, no matter what occupies its walls. And I think I always will.
THIS is how I remember it. THIS is its current incarnation, Lobo.
THIS is how I remember it. THIS is its current incarnation, Lobo.
Saturday, March 18, 2006
The real "L" word
I let it slip out today. You know, the "L" word? For a second I thought: "Did I just say that out loud?" Apparently I did, because she said it back to me. And we kissed. And smiled. And the people trying to cross the street and get to the subway had to squish around us as we embraced. What a terrifying voluptuous simple word.
Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Karma is a boomerang
Today I attempted to mate a friend's antiquated serial printer with a new-fangled USB computer, to no avail. For my efforts, she rewarded me with the most scrumptuous Vietnamese food I've ever had the pleasure to snarf down.
For the past decade I've battled my failing body and have finally triumphed into health. When I look into my new sweetheart's eyes I don't wonder "What did I do to deserve the happiness she brings me?" I know exactly the price I paid for 10 years in the dumps.
After toiling in obscutity at the craft of dramatic writing for my adult life, my work is just now coming to more public light. My screenplay "Transit Karma" has just been named a quarter-finalist in the 9th Annual American Screenwriters Association International Screenplay Competition (and was recently a semi-finalist in the 2005 Nolita Film Festival).
If it wasn't apparent to me before, it sure is now: Karma is a boomerang.
For the past decade I've battled my failing body and have finally triumphed into health. When I look into my new sweetheart's eyes I don't wonder "What did I do to deserve the happiness she brings me?" I know exactly the price I paid for 10 years in the dumps.
After toiling in obscutity at the craft of dramatic writing for my adult life, my work is just now coming to more public light. My screenplay "Transit Karma" has just been named a quarter-finalist in the 9th Annual American Screenwriters Association International Screenplay Competition (and was recently a semi-finalist in the 2005 Nolita Film Festival).
If it wasn't apparent to me before, it sure is now: Karma is a boomerang.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
TAG: An auspicious start
Tag:
The way it works: The first player of this game starts with the "6 weird/things/habits about yourself" and people who get tagged need to write a blog of their 6 weird habits/things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end you need to choose the 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "you are tagged" in their comments and tell them to read yours. We got here because Jen Katz Tagged me.
1) I wore braces for 8 years, but my teeth have slowly moved back toward their original Bugs Bunny configuration, much to my chagrin. So, I wear a mouthguard at night to prevent further spread.
2) I love my turtle.
3) I always put on my left shoe first.
4) My most productive writing happens between 10pm and 2am. It’s 1:30pm now, so read this entry with that in mind.
5) I must have an aisle seat.
6) I used to write blog-like emails and disseminate them widely in the pre-blog early Internet days (nearly pre-web – there was mostly just email, ftp and gopher), but have resisted creating a personal (non-work) blog until today.
So, now that Jen has corrupted me, I'm tagging:
Debra
David “nocin” Fishel
Wolf
Geo
Zack
Moore
The way it works: The first player of this game starts with the "6 weird/things/habits about yourself" and people who get tagged need to write a blog of their 6 weird habits/things as well as state this rule clearly. In the end you need to choose the 6 people to be tagged and list their names. Don't forget to leave a comment that says "you are tagged" in their comments and tell them to read yours. We got here because Jen Katz Tagged me.
1) I wore braces for 8 years, but my teeth have slowly moved back toward their original Bugs Bunny configuration, much to my chagrin. So, I wear a mouthguard at night to prevent further spread.
2) I love my turtle.
3) I always put on my left shoe first.
4) My most productive writing happens between 10pm and 2am. It’s 1:30pm now, so read this entry with that in mind.
5) I must have an aisle seat.
6) I used to write blog-like emails and disseminate them widely in the pre-blog early Internet days (nearly pre-web – there was mostly just email, ftp and gopher), but have resisted creating a personal (non-work) blog until today.
So, now that Jen has corrupted me, I'm tagging:
Debra
David “nocin” Fishel
Wolf
Geo
Zack
Moore
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