Yesterday I was frantically typing up marching orders for the guy who is starting work today. Last night I was taken to dinner, and talked about books. Today, I was taken to breakfast, and lunch and talked about books and scripts and tv and I'm strangely exhausted.
I've set up shop at a Starbucks in midtown.
Tres Jolie should be arriving from TN via LaGuardia, any moment now.
And there she is!
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
State of Affairs:
My clothes, especially the summer ones, are a wee bit, uh, waaayyy too tight. I guess that's what happens when one stops running and lets the 'day job' become the 'day, night and all the time in between job'. My last day in the office is March 24. I'm going to see my family for a week, and then I'm off to Los Angeles. Where the sun shines and the job prospects are... less than stellar.
I saw the Watchmen this AM. I'd seen a preview of it at Comic Con last month, and was looking forward to the feature.
The preview was better. Essentially this thing was too damn long. In an attempt to remain true to the graphic novel, the movie went overboard and showed nearly every freaking frame of the comic book.
Way too long. Acting was decent from some, less decent from others.
All in all, it didn't move me. Maybe that's my true reaction to the film, or maybe that's the ennui talking. I'm feeling a overwhelmed, etc. etc. blah * no job?* blah blah blah.
Despite the great notes, and knowing my characters inside and out, I've had a hard time sitting down and finishing the script. It will take me all of 8 hours.
Ah well. Stop beating myself up about this, get some dinner and go home.
My clothes, especially the summer ones, are a wee bit, uh, waaayyy too tight. I guess that's what happens when one stops running and lets the 'day job' become the 'day, night and all the time in between job'. My last day in the office is March 24. I'm going to see my family for a week, and then I'm off to Los Angeles. Where the sun shines and the job prospects are... less than stellar.
I saw the Watchmen this AM. I'd seen a preview of it at Comic Con last month, and was looking forward to the feature.
The preview was better. Essentially this thing was too damn long. In an attempt to remain true to the graphic novel, the movie went overboard and showed nearly every freaking frame of the comic book.
Way too long. Acting was decent from some, less decent from others.
All in all, it didn't move me. Maybe that's my true reaction to the film, or maybe that's the ennui talking. I'm feeling a overwhelmed, etc. etc. blah * no job?* blah blah blah.
Despite the great notes, and knowing my characters inside and out, I've had a hard time sitting down and finishing the script. It will take me all of 8 hours.
Ah well. Stop beating myself up about this, get some dinner and go home.
Friday, March 6, 2009
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