Coffee Mandatory

A small example of the stuff that was Friday On Friday (old school).  Originally published on a website that shall not be named, here are a few thoughts on coffee, writing, and (if you have a dirty mind) sex.  Follow the link buried in the headline to find the coolest new writer's site on the interwebz...

The Screenplay Diary: "Between Love and Orgasms"... How to Write a Movie in 21 Days

“The you who started the script is different from the you who finishes it.”

Viki King

While I’m not in favor of gimmicks, I am in favor of the idea of freeing my mind from the things that slow me down in the creative process... like thinking.  If I’ve already done my thinking... and on this story, I have... then maybe just letting go, like author Ray Bradbury often suggested, so the characters can do the talking, is the exact, right thing to do.

So when I found screen story writer Vicki King’s book, “How to Write a Movie in 21 Days: The Inner Movie Method”, in a stack of um... lightly read... paperbacks, I decided to give it another look.  The essence of the author’s instruction is simple.

Don’t over think.

And since I’m still closer to the beginning of this (Lord, I hate the word) journey, I figured it wasn’t too late for a little light, and often profound, reading along the way.

The Screenplay Diary: "Between Love and Orgasms"

This is a new feature, and for me, a new project.

After a very intense creative period this past spring and summer, writing a regular weekly column on a website I had written for since January of 2007... and having left that long-term situation rather suddenly... I found my writing, and my blog, absolutely dead in the water.  My greatest creative outlet had dwindled to participating in comment threads on Facebook, and starting and stopping maybe three dozen failed "somethings" of a page or less... in a lot of cases much less... in a folder on my laptop.

One idea would come, and another would crowd it out just as fast, and nothing worth posting or publishing.  And sometimes, the best thing that can happen to a writer is writer's block.

BlogCatalog Owners Silencing Writers With Threats Of Lawsuits

An article to be read and re-posted, written by former Broowaha writer Garry Crystal.

Click on the title at the top of this post to go to read the full article.

I Am Fucked No More

Epiphany in my time of greatest need

that the shit on which I feed no longer satisfies my empty beggars gut

as it once did

I am whole within myself

and no sorry-ass opinion of my well-chronicled condition
matters now or in the future

as it once did

like before

I’m telling all

from now on

broken gone

I am fucked no more.

Guarantee of time is a cruel lie

a hate crime against the stupid and the desperate

against me

against yourself

There is now and there is now

yesterday is dead

tomorrow deader

move or be consumed

buried and exhumed and killed again

like before

I’m holding nothing back

from now on

broken gone

I am fucked no more.

To see my end as a beginning

like the blind see darkness clearer in the gray

never once did

till today

No peace no tears no closure

no release from guilt or shame

only what is built on bones that stand

and do not crumble

like before

I’m letting go

from now on

broken gone

I am fucked no more.

Story done and over but unfinished

most or more than that

left unsaid

as it should be

till accounts are closed

till I’m dead

Till then unsatisfied

my fulfillment never closer

never clearer

one day said

Victory won

from now on

broken gone

I am fucked no more.

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