I’m so excited! A week ago, I interviewed for a newspaper job and last night I received a phone call from the editor. Can I start Thursday morning? Yep!
There’s some nervousness about it…it’s a little of a drive, and I’m on for a 45-day trial basis. Lord willing, with a little hard work and a little confidence I can make this work.
The past few days, as far as writing goes, have been split. A big chunk of time is spent on getting freelance assignments completed while I’m also working on some fiction projects. One is a novel, working title The Game Show, in which I’m about 2/3 completed on the rough draft. There are also short story ideas I’m getting some ground work laid down on. One looks to be a combination of two ideas.
I’d rather not divulge too much details, but I do like the Twilight Zone-style suspense and twists. Often, I ask myself, “What if?” and start writing.
The orange-on-royal blue didn’t work as well as I wanted. For now, I’m trying a yellow-on-royal blue. Normally, I don’t like the darker colors, but I’ve really liked using the dark blue as a background color since it provides great contrast. We’ll see what happens.
Royal blue and yellow is one of my all-time favorite color schemes, along with royal blue and light blue and then kelly green and gold. But for this blog, I’m looking for schemes that provide great contrast–making it easier to read–while allowing some aesthetic appeal also.
One of our neighbor’s ducks got out of her pen the other day, and the way she was walking around and quacking, I could tell she wanted back in. So, I went over there, was able to catch her (she probably thought I was going to make her my Sunday dinner) and got her back in. It was a very nice, tender moment. I thought of trying to quack to her to calm her down and reassure her I wouldn’t hurt her, but that seemed too bizarre even for me.
Back in 1996 while stationed in the Army at the Presidio of Monterey, Calif.’s Defense Language Institute, I got my first taste of the tasteless filmmaker Kevin Smith. A friend had rented Clerks. It’s a brilliant film about a convenience store worker, I was told.
Fifteen minutes later, I got up and left. The movie was incredibly boring and had enough profanity and vulgarity to fill several films.
A month or so later, I sat down and watched about half an hour of Mallrats. Same result: boring, disgusting film.
I haven’t seen Clerks II or Dogma, since I feel you don’t have to repeatedly whiff a pile of garbage to know it smells bad. So, it goes without saying that I won’t be seeing his new film, either.
Smith, according to the AP, recently–at a comic book convention–featured a clip of his new film Zack and Miri Make a Porno. (The movie stars Seth Rogen of Knocked Up, which tells me this movie will be utterly unwatchable). Smith also mentions having a hearing to get the film an R rating: currently, the Motion Picture Association of America has rated it NC-17 despite Smith’s numerous edits.
No worries, Kevin: just make it R-rated and then feature your cut on the DVD.
I love to laugh, don’t get me wrong, but why does the world insist on trying to get humor from smut instead of getting humor from irony, off-the-wall scenarios and great timing?