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

 

 

It’s Been A While

Some time as passed since my last blog post. Seems it was easier to post something every week back when I was complaining about winter, avoiding school work, and dreaming about getting to start working on screenplays.

Actually writing screenplays takes up a fair amount of time, and I have come to the conclusion that there just is not enough time in the day for adequate “wasting time” time and “productive time” time. Bummer.

I am of course committed to balancing these out to the best of my ability, filling my days with the following activities:

*Reading The Screenwriters Bible, which is excellent by the way, highly recommend

*With the help of the aforementioned book, I have added 7 more pages to my screenplay just with proper formatting

*Adding more I Love Lucy pins to my Pinterest

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*Enjoying playing a fun screenwriting game called; is my caps lock on, or not?

*Carving my first pumpkin!

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Her name is Mrs. Cat, and that’s her friend, Mr. Pumpkin

*Not enjoying the fact that winter is coming, and here in almost Canada, that means I’m going to be,  at least, slightly chilly ’til about early June

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Until next time,

The Texan

 

77 Pages

So I finished putting “Cambridge” into screenplay format. I got the spacing just right, deleted scenes I didn’t like anymore, added new ones, and made sure it was in the correct font. Then I sat back to marvel at my accomplishment only to notice that it was 77 pages long, which is, you guessed it, too short. At least 15 pages too short to be exact, I might even need 20 more. So I was like..

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Well I guess that was a decent effort. I suppose I could just work at Target, or something.

No.

I don’t like red.

Or khakis.

But it’s too short. Why is it too short? How can I come up with 20 more pages??

And the confident side of my personality was like..

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Uh, you’re going to read back through your screenplay, and find places where you can expand, and we’ll get to 95 pages. Boom! Just like that.

Yeah. Yeah! ‘Cause I’m a screenplay writer, not a quitter! I got this.badass

I got this!

Until next time,

The Texan

 

 

 

Haters

As some of you may know my beloved Dallas Cowboys got their rear ends handed to them by the Denver Broncos on Sunday. There were some bright moments and a few good plays but, they just could not get a leg up on the pile. It was like the running scene at the beginning of Captain America: The Winter Solider, no matter how hard and fast Sam runs he’s just not going to catch up to Steve. To be fair to my Boys and give the Broncos some credit, those dudes from Denver got some mad skills man; for real.

Earlier today I watched a video that the “Dallas Cowboys Hater Nation”, or something like that, had made basically poking fun at fan reactions during different parts of the game. My brother, who is a Cowboys fan by the way, posted it on Facebook, and it was funny; I laughed. Then at the end there were all these people being nasty, using foul language, and showing all these “anti-Cowboys” pictures. And I thought geez, Dallas Cowboys haters are mean.

The Texan would like interrupt this post to write about the Cowboys.

I just love my Boys y’all, always have. They’ve had/have some great players, Emmitt Smith, Troy Aikman, Demarcus Ware, Jason Witten, and of course my main man…

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Don’t worry fellas the season is young, just keep your heads on straight and ignore all those haters.

This blog post will now resume. 

This of course got me thinking about haters in general. They always manage to fly out of the woodwork whenever the thing or person they don’t like does something wrong or losses. They also spend a good deal of their time and energy on something that they seem to hate with a burning passion; not that it’s bad to dislike certain things, everybody has at least one. For example, I don’t like coconuts, the new car smell, or Tom Brady; and I won’t lie, Eli Manning getting sacked is physical comedy at its finest.

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Hahaha. Oh man, and that face he makes when things aren’t going his way is hysterical. Ahem, ‘cuse me…anyway.

Haters confuse me, mainly because they seem to be always talking about/writing about/making stuff about something or someone that they don’t like. Why?? I mean, I want to think about Tom Brady and the new car smell as little as possible. I think it’s waaaay more fun to devote time and energy to things/people I do like. For example, I like Bucky Barnes, cinnamon, and sunshine. Awe, happy face.

Sadly the truth is, haters are gonna hate. It’s just something they do. So while we are on the subject of haters, I thought that it would be a good time to devise a plan or state of mind for dealing with haters. After all I do hope to be a screenplay writer, and if that does happen, I’m sure that there will be people who don’t like me. Awe, sad face. I decided that my method for dealing with haters will be something like this…

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**A special thank you to whoever made this and put it on Pinterest! You’re awesome!!**

Yep. I’m sure that’ll put those haters back in their place.

Until next time,

The Texan