I had to stop for a moment then and actually figure out what day it is.
Right now, in this moment, I'm riding the fucking lightning. I feel ridiculously good. No drugs right now, unless vanilla coke counts... but I've just made some serious headway on what only a few short hours ago was a novel in concept only. I just blasted out a rough outline/synopsis and the pieces are falling into place. Ideas are coming so fast I can barely catch them.
It feels amazing.
I've started scrawling in one of these which I got probably because I saw Patton Oswalt holding one in a promotional photo a few years ago and thought that maybe some of the magic would rub off. Anyway, I just spent a few hours scribbling what amounts to around seven and a half pages which is way more than I've done in some time.
I'm not sure what has led me to this point where I've finally snapped and actually gotten something done that is a step towards me completing a manuscript. I've revisited Fight Club over the past few days and the writing in that has really kicked me in the ass and solidified, style wise, what I need to aim for. I also read a first draft of a feature screenplay from a couple of years back and to my surprise it wasn't complete nonsense. Pretty fucking good, actually. It holds it's own until around the page 54 mark and from there until the last line on page 77 only a few minor changes need to be done.
Anyway; long story short is that I'm super fucking buzzed right now. Also; well tired because it's 6:09am by my clock...
More on this later.
Right now, in this moment, I'm riding the fucking lightning. I feel ridiculously good. No drugs right now, unless vanilla coke counts... but I've just made some serious headway on what only a few short hours ago was a novel in concept only. I just blasted out a rough outline/synopsis and the pieces are falling into place. Ideas are coming so fast I can barely catch them.
It feels amazing.
I've started scrawling in one of these which I got probably because I saw Patton Oswalt holding one in a promotional photo a few years ago and thought that maybe some of the magic would rub off. Anyway, I just spent a few hours scribbling what amounts to around seven and a half pages which is way more than I've done in some time.
I'm not sure what has led me to this point where I've finally snapped and actually gotten something done that is a step towards me completing a manuscript. I've revisited Fight Club over the past few days and the writing in that has really kicked me in the ass and solidified, style wise, what I need to aim for. I also read a first draft of a feature screenplay from a couple of years back and to my surprise it wasn't complete nonsense. Pretty fucking good, actually. It holds it's own until around the page 54 mark and from there until the last line on page 77 only a few minor changes need to be done.
Anyway; long story short is that I'm super fucking buzzed right now. Also; well tired because it's 6:09am by my clock...
veilchen:
I LOVE the Roxbury, my sister used to play there (weekly I think..) and it was always a cool venue. She may still play there I think. Yay for prolific writing 