The young coconuts are cheaper in Chinatown than at Park Slope Co-Op, and Chinatown is easier to get to. I've finished my work requirement at Park Slope up until June. After June, I quit.
I've been working on my script, and I feel satisfied with the progress I've made, besides the rare worry about it getting too long, or having too much dialog at parts. It's not hard to get myself to work on it when I'm home, but it's kind of slow going. Even though I've got the whole story outlined, I almost never have a day or even an hour where words just spill out of me in passion. Writing mostly gives me a neutral feeling, though looking over stuff I've already written that I like makes me feel pretty okay.
As a writer, though, shouldn't every word I type give me immense pleasure? I kind of remember feeling that while co-writing Who is Jim Holt?, which came pretty easily to me. But now, what gets me excited about writing is that I listen to music and drink caffeine while I write. Also, when I'm not writing, I have visions of moments and scenes that need to be in the script. And I feel antsy when I'm not writing. For some reason, I feel compelled to finish this story, though while I'm working on it, I don't feel utterly amazing.
What did feel amazing was the first day on the set of The Adventures of Arthur Conan Doyle, a script I wrote that my friend Michael Vaingauz directed. I had the worst headache and physically felt like dying, but while watching something I'd written be put on real film for the very first time, I couldn't have felt happier. I think I like directing better than writing. It feels more like something real is being created. But I would feel lame directing something I hadn't written. And I believe I can write good scripts that could be great movies. So I'm going to try to write and direct.
I haven't been writing in this blog so much, because I'm secretly not obsessed with Jeremy Coon or Napoleon Dynamite anymore. I came up with this blog idea over a year and a half ago. I was a totally different person then! I'm even My Space friends with Jeremy Coon now. He wrote me a very nice message.
I mean, I do want to accomplish something before our re-union. But I don't actually use that as a motivating factor anymore. I just want to finish my script and try to get funding and direct it, as soon as I can. A photo of Jeremy Coon hanging above my computer with darts in it would just be a disturbing distraction right now. I do like having a blog, as long as I don't spend more time writing in it than I do on my script. So I'm just going to write about whatever I feel like in this blog from now on. There will be way more entries than before, but I doubt I will put much effort into any individual one.
Here's a veggie burger recipe I devised. Everyone who has tried it (Just me, Nicole and her sister Natalie, so far) seems to love it.
The ingredients are:
A Spelt English Muffin
An Amy's Texas-Style Veggie Burger
Flax oil
Umeboshi Paste
Avocado
Sauerkraut
Dulse seaweed leaves
Nutritional yeast flakes
Broccoli sprouts
And whatever else you feel like putting on it. I have some leftover hummus, so I put that on last time, and it was still delicious.
I'm reading a book about how to fix your eye-sight naturally. My eyeballs are too long from over-stress. That's why I can see things close, but not far away. I'd like to be able to see both. Coffee, which I like to drink while I'm writing to keep me focused, seems to make my vision slightly worse. But some people rub their eyes. At least I don't normally do that.
My movie recommendation of the day: Stranger Than Fiction.
When I started this entry earlier today, I wrote a long segment about the murder of actress Adrienne Shelly. Then Firefox "unexpectedly shut down," and I lost it. I couldn't force myself to re-write it today, but remind me to do so tomorrow.


I did't know that writing was supposed to be easy. Maybe to Jack Kerouac. I think it was e.e. cummings who told some one "I spent all morning putting in a comma and all afternoon taking it out."
Posted by: Dad | December 27, 2006 at 05:06 PM
Excellent Cummings quote! Unfortunately, I'm the one fussing with the comma all morning while Rhys is Kerouacing through his day.
Posted by: Nicole | December 30, 2006 at 04:55 AM
My mom made me to go a doctor who would help me fix my eyes sans glasses. I thought he was a total quack, but it worked!!!!
Posted by: mary | January 01, 2007 at 05:09 PM
I'm all for your directing and writing... but please please please consider a cameo or a larger role in the movie. Nicole and I rewind your acting part in "The Adventures of Arthur Conan Doyle" hundreds of times mainly because we can't believe your sporting a beard, but also because the acting is superb.
As for the burger (I'm salivating), I'll put on as much nutritional yeast as you have on next time. I'm feeling a little adventurous.
I also need those pinhole glasses (if they are actually working). What was the name of the author who did "palm over eyes" therapy... I'm willing to try it.
Posted by: Natalie | January 30, 2007 at 12:04 PM
The salmon... I love.
Lab-grown meats?! That I can certainly do without.
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