Summertime!

It has been one week since the last day of school, and writing has become a distant memory.

All day long its questions and snacks and questions about snacks. Hooting and hollering and not given a hoot that they are hollering. Time will tell if I make to the glorious day after Labor Day —

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I’m just kidding its not that bad, but we do seem to be going through much more juice than we do during the school year. And it is strange that it has only been one week, rather than like, three. I have hosted a sleep over, taken the kids to see The Incredibles 2 , made homemade peach sorbet, which my food processor had a rather difficult time with, seen the eye doctor, and watched three Marvel movies at home; Iron Man 3, Thor, and Thor: The Dark World.

Seems like a lot to pack into one week. Good news is my kids are pretty awesome, and they spend their days playing outside and watching the same fifteen episodes of Sabrina the Teenage Witch. Then, I have a cup of tea and Downton Abbey to look forward to every night.

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How amazing is Violet? She’s the best!

And each day gets us one day closer to bidding a fond, or less than fond, farewell to this deployment.

So hang in there fellow moms and humans, who don’t like the heat, whose spouses are deployed, those whose kids are driving them crazy, or those who simply miss the quiet. We got this, and if you need to turn to cake,

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I won’t judge.

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Even if you do get frosting on your face.

Until next time,

The Texan

 

Feedback

Earlier this month, “The Space Between”, a screenplay by yours truly was read and evaluated by industry professional Dave Trottier. And while he didn’t love my script he also didn’t hate it, so my screenwriting career is half full.

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Much of his criticisms were either issues I had kinda noticed myself or things I completely understood, and as I read his eval ideas immediately came to mind. Currently four pages worth of stronger plot points, better dialogue, and a new twist ending. Oh happy, writing…uh…day.

**ponders for a moment**

Yes that can be a thing. Happy writing day!

Said twist earned Mr. Trottier’s approval, thank goodness because I had my concerns. I mean what kind of writer writes a screenplay about a writer who decides in the end that she really doesn’t want to be a writer. Are we allowed to do that?

Although the screenplay I’m currently working on is a movie in which the growing movie business is the main antagonist…

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In short, be a writer/human who graciously accepts feedback, both positive and negative. Use the wisdom of experienced writers/editors/consultants, for it is the very thing that started me down the path to making “The Space Between” a much better story.

Until next time,

The Texan

 

Infinity War

**SPOILER ALERT, SPOILER ALERT!!**

So I saw Infinity War on Monday. I’ve been looking forward to that movie for months, and I was so super jazzed about it that I even bought a special t-shirt to wear to the movie. Never have I ever been that excited about a movie.

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I mean, how could one not be?

My funny bone was tickled, my senses taken for a ride by way of epic action, and my heart was ripped out of my chest; and then stepped on, twice. There’s nothing quite like being heartbroken yet satisfied.  Am I right?

It is difficult to put my feelings about Infinity War into words, so I thought I would share them in pictures.

–When I was prepared for Iron Man or Captain America to die, then I watched something much worse play out.

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— Dear Marvel,

First, give me back my Bucky! Second, how dare you hurt Spiderman! Third, what the heck dude?!

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— My feelings about what happened to Bucky are the same as Dorothy’s feelings on what happened to Glen Miller.

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— In a nutshell…

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The movie was still amazing, and I’m seeing it again on Saturday! It just hurts so good.

Until next time,

The Texan

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.

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                                 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.

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                              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

 

 

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