Good vs. Bad

First the good. I purchased a new printer so I could finally print my screenplays, and yes it is empowering to hold ones work in their hands. They’re both printed and bound per industry standards, and they look quite official. It’s pretty awesome.

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Now the bad. Just hours after I started writing/typing my third screenplay “The Rainbow”, I had a little accident. I stabbed myself in the left hand with a knife. Yes it hurt. Yes I’m okay. Thankfully it healed nicely and now 10 days later it’s nothing more than a scar. However, I did lose my grip strength and the ability to type for several days.

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Back to good news. I have an idea for a forth screenplay. I have spent the last several days researching vaudeville, the 1920s, and watching every episode of I Love Lucy, picking up each little tidbit so I can construct an accurate backstory. Yep I intend to tell greatest “how we met” story ever told.

The story of Fred and Ethel Mertz.

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I look forward to putting this story together, it should be really fun.

Until next time,

The Texan

P.S. Marvel posted some pictures and videos for their 10th anniversary, and there was a new Infinity War trailer during the Super Bowl. All of which included Bucky. And what can I say…

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And then they didn’t print…

Just when I thought that things were finally finished breaking, I discovered the other day that our old printer may not have bought the farm, but it’s certainly in escrow.

I’m trying not read too much into it, because this was discovered when I tried to print out my screenplays. I even had a blog post formulated in my head about how empowering it is to physically hold your screenplay in your hands. And then they didn’t print…

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I won’t lie the thought did cross my mind, ya know the “good Lord it’s a sign”, thought. Then rational me chimes in and is like, all it’s a sign of is that you in possession of the first printer ever made and, you should probably get a new one.

So that’s fun. Hooray for printer shopping!

This morning an idea for scene came to mind. A quick flash pretty much right when I woke up. I don’t think it will fit in “The Rainbow”, which is my next project that I plan to start writing here in the next couple of weeks. I have no idea who these people are, what they’re doing, or what brought them to this conversation.

It may not even become a part of anything, but the clarity of the thought warranted writing it down so, I did. Here is a scene from a screenplay I may never write.

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JAMES

                                   Would you just shut up and let me kiss you.

EVERLY

                                  What?

He shrugged his shoulders, and smiled while shaking his head.

JAMES

                                 Am I wrong?

She looked at him, then off to the side. She looked back, tears starting to form in her eyes.

JAMES

                              Everly look, I know that this kinda out of

                              right field but I —

She walked up to him, reached up and touched the side of his face with her hand.

EVERLY

                             Shut up.

They smile at each other, and share a kiss that is somewhat awkward at first but becomes more natural. They pull back and touch foreheads.

EVERLY

                           And it’s out of left field weirdo.

JAMES

                          You know how I feel about left field.

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In other news, it’s less than 100 days until Infinity War comes out!! Can. Not. Wait!

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Until next time,

The Texan

The Rainbow

Well it’s still winter and the hubs is deployed, all is not super awesome, but all is good, and I suppose that’ll have to do for now. I just need less snow and things to stop breaking/going wrong. Along side the regulars, frozen car and endless snow, are the new comers, leaky toilet, water damaged base board, and broken garage door. Ya know what they say when it rains, it pours, and these last 3 weeks have us like…

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The weather forecast today said 30% chance of snow, which is pretty low right? Yeah, it snowed all morning and we got like 4 inches. It stopped snowing for a moment, the sun came out, and then it started snowing again. What is that? Why is that? I mean I just…

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Anyway.

Today I thought I would share a short conservation, it’s not really a scene yet, from my new story idea that I will start working on soon. It will be written under the working title of “The Rainbow”. The screenplay will focus on a married couple Andrew and Rachel (Barnes) Prescott. After a false alarm they warm up to the idea of having baby, sadly, however their road to parenthood is paved with miscarriages. The story will follow them through the ups and downs, the effect it has on their relationship, and finish with the joyous arrival of their rainbow baby. This is a term used to embody happiness after sadness, and the rainbow after the storm.

I don’t know yet where this scene will take place, probably have her on the couch or something like that, and I have no idea what happens before or after. This conservation just came to mind one day, and I wrote it down. Just a little advice, always, always, always, write down what comes to mind, or else you’ll lose it.

With out further delay…

(The spacing did some weird things after it was published, that I couldn’t really fix, sorry about that.)

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INT. LIVING ROOM – NIGHT

RACHEL

                                             I’m just…

She pauses for a moment.

RACHEL

                                           …broken.

Andrew shakes his head, gets down on his knee, and takes her hand. Rachel looks at him, tears in her eyes.

ANDREW

                                        Babe you’re not broken. You’re just —

He thinks for a moment. He looks as though nothing is coming to mind.

ANDREW

                                      Um. I’m not sure what you are. But you’re not broken.

Rachel smiles and laughs. Andrew smiles and shakes his head.

ANDREW

                                   I’m sorry I couldn’t think of anything.

RACHEL

                                 You said just what I needed to hear.

They look at each other for a moment. Rachel smiles.

RACHEL

                                 I love you.

Andrew kisses her hand.

ANDREW

                               I love you. And Rach you’re not a failure. You’re not broken. We’ll get                                 there. Maybe the key is to stop trying so hard and, just let it happen                                 when it happens.

He thinks for a moment.

ANDREW

                              I just. I don’t want to be so focused on having a baby that we lose us in                                the process. Let’s stay us for the baby. Because he or she will find us.

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Stay warm and safe friends, it seems that winter is being a punk everywhere.

Until next time,

The Texan

 

 

2018: The Year of No School Work

Early last year, fed up with doing school work, I decided to speed things up a bit so that I could finish before Christmas and declared 2018 as, the year of no school work. And I succeeded in that goal, graduating in August (with honors) the proud owner of a bachelors degree in history.

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Little did I know then that 2018 would also be the year of hardly no husband. And Murphy’s Law of Deployment (essentially means trouble waits for your husband to be gone) hit us hard this time y’all. Car trouble, frozen pipes, broken microwave, stomach flu, endless snow shoveling, and a broken door latch on my husband’s car. The last one involved me having to drive 5 miles to the VW dealership while pulling on the door so it wouldn’t fly open. This all happened in the last two weeks.

**sigh**

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Thankfully we were able to ring in the new year as a family, and soaked in the joy of being together before facing the pain of being separated. This certainly changed how I viewed the new year, the hopes and the expectations, were quite different from last year. And I thought that I would share them with you, in honor of those whose new years celebration had a dark cloud hanging over it for whatever reason.

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Here we stand in front of a fresh new year, and I am reminded today about how circumstances can effect ones outlook. Today begins a 7 month long deployment/training. A chunk of time where our family will not be together, and everything we do until he gets back will be bittersweet. It is a burden that we must bear as a military family, and honestly no amount of patriotic statements or mentions of military benefits makes it any easier.

So our word for this year is connection. To dig deep and stay connected to each other. To stay connected to family and friends who can help and fill in gaps. To connect with personal improvement. To connect with hopes and dreams, and the powers that be who can, help, make them come true. Connect to what will make us stronger and better when this is all over.

And this years statement is, and that’s okay. When one thinks about hopes for the new year, they can be lofty and ambitious. But once you’re down in the trenches of every day life things change, and that’s okay.

You’ll have days when all you feel doing is watching TV. You’ll get sick on a weekend or holiday. Messes will be made, and mistakes too. You’ll be sad, frustrated, or angry at some point in the next 365 days and that’s okay. It really is.

So this year do whatever you need to that will help you feel better, make you better, help you smile, or help you cry if you need to. Ignore all those pre made “10 steps to a happier you” lists and make your own. Because personal well being is not one size fits all.

So we will strife for connections and if we miss an opportunity to do so here and there, that’s okay. The goal here is remain committed to becoming better humans, the road there may be uncertain but it’s the destination that’s important.

Happy New Year! May you be happy and healthy in 2018. And if you have days when you’re not, just remember, that’s okay.

Until next time,

The Texan

Writing Woes

Writing is difficult because it is never easy to create something from nothing, all while having only one tool at your disposal to do that with; your brain. However, once you finish a screenplay/novel/short story, you have to figure out what is the best way to get your work to the masses.

Which does indeed open up a whole new bucket of madness and frustration.  I am realizing that writing the darn screenplays will be the easiest part of this whole endeavor. Because while writing produces seeds of doubt, preparing a marketing plan opens up way more. Allow me to walk you through some my own thought processes in just the last couple of hours.

The journey began by reading selling strategy advice in The Screenwriters Bible by David Trottier. I will summarize.

Be persistent, but not pushy; be original but familiar. You need an epic hook, sell your story with awesomeness, be exciting, be captivating, showcase your work on a stage made of gold and dreams. Have your ducks (not regular ducks mind you, the best looking ducks you can find) all lined up in the perfect row, follow the rules, do your research, and don’t forget to shoot for total perfection.

Yep, I knew it everyone in Hollywood is Lord Business

***after stewing in self doubt for several minutes***

I’m not a genius okay, I’m just a writer. Your average human writer. Where do they expect to find people who can do all this crap. And speaking of crap, Hollywood, you got some ‘splanin to do.

I can’t do it. Nope. Can’t handle the pressure. This is madness. What kind of sick person would put themselves through this torture on a daily basis.

**sit and ponder for a moment**

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Yep completely craz — Wait! I’ve got it, the perfect logline/hook! **write it down**

Oh and this is a nice thought, maybe could be included in a pitch or query letter! **write it down** And this too! **write, write, write, writey, write, write**

Awe look it the little ducks finding there way to the row. Isn’t just…

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So what kind of person would put themselves through this?

A writer. And that is what I am.

Until next time,

The Texan

 

 

 

 

 

Writer’s Block

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Well thankfully I don’t have Sophia’s problem but, I do have writer’s block. And yes, it sucks. The search for ideas has been unfruitful for days now. And I don’t even need a big idea just couple of small ones worth like five pages. But my brain is like…

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Sorry bro we got nothing.

I had a minor case of writer’s block a couple of weeks ago, but I fixed that by giving my character writer’s block; which gave birth to four page scene. Unfortunately I can’t do that again so….

I’m just doing some reading, a little editing, and attempting to jump start my brain into doing some brainstorming. In the words of Samantha York, “I have ideas…I just haven’t thought of them yet.” **FYI, she is the female lead in my screenplay “Brooklyn”.**

In other news, the Avengers: Infinity War trailer came out today!! And it is so awesome! The movie looks epic and Bucky is in the trailer! Twice!!

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Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to switch over to my screenplay so I can sit in front of my computer like this…

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…and try to conjurer up brilliance.

Until next time,

The Texan

 

No

So yesterday I received my first unfavorable response to the statement, “I’m going to write screenplays.”

She simply said, “No.”

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No? What’s that supposed to mean?

No, you shouldn’t do that.

No, you can’t do that.

I wouldn’t touch that career with a ten foot pole so, No, I don’t want to hear why.

She said absolutely nothing else just, no. Then she gathered her kids off the bus, and walked away.

And I was like…

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Then I said to myself, I’m going to keep writing those screenplays, they’re going to get made into movies, and it’s going to be…

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**photo credit: knowyourmeme.com**

Now if you’ll excuse me, that screenplay ain’t gonna write itself.

Until next time,

The Texan