Wednesday, September 30, 2009

It's All About Our Dreams.

I have a reputation of having some of the strangest dreams. I mean not everyone can boast that they've driven a 911 Porsche convertible in the pouring rain while wearing an evening gown....and having the steering wheel both not a wheel but as a large crank and on the passenger side of the car. BUT! Still being able to drive it while sitting in the American driver side! Yeah....I still haven't lived that one down. Not just the dream, but the fact I was silly enough to share it.

Despite lessons that should have been learned by sharing above mentioned dream (and come on, we both know nothing was learned since I just put it on the lovely Internet!) I am about to share another, quite unusual dream that I had early this morning....

Imagine, if you will a huge opera imagine the huge stage, and I do mean H-U-G-E. Separate the stage from the rest of the house with a huge Plexiglas that runs from ceiling to floor, one wall across to the other. Seats are placed right against this glass and the seating is multi-floor--no large open spaces. Instead of looking out at rows of people, you look out to rows and floors of people. Each floor only having one row and the rows were divided up like box seats. Real nice.

The reasoning behind all of this is because, for some strange reason, the stage area gets flooded with water. This is the performance. Down basically underwater. My brother is doing a performance and I am sitting with my mother in one of the box seats. I unlatch myself from the chair to get up because I have done the performance my brother is doing and I want to help him. My mother says "No Way!' while making the baseball sign for safe and she accidentally hit's the Plexiglas. It shatters dramatically and we both go scrambling for our lives as the audience part is rapidly filling with water. We manage to get out of the place into open air, other people are pouring (literally too!) out of the doors behind us and I start running around calling my brother's name looking for him.

My brother just turned 25 this year and he is my younger brother, but in this dream, when I find him he looks to be the age of twelve. I hug him very much glad to have found him safe then thought that we really should go find my sweetie to let him know we all were alright since he wasn't at the performance.

I woke up. I immediately decided that I shall have no Fruit by the Foot before bedtime ever again.

Although my nighttime or early morning time is quite filled with interesting and strange things to write about, my daytime muse seems to have left the country for a bit. I've been wanting to write something else besides fan fiction. Something that if I wanted to I could actually send to a publishing house and if it was good enough I could get published. There are a few ideas rattling around upstairs, but nothing is actually forming from those ideas. Not even bad stuff.

I have noticed that of course this road is a lot harder than the fan fiction road and I can usually come up with a pretty good beginning and end for a story, but get a little lost in the middle. I have a hard time getting the story from where it starts to where I want it to end having it end exactly as I want it to with the amount of emotion I want it to. Truthfully I hardly ever get to the end part. I usually run out of steam shortly after the beginning. Which is quite sad since I've had some great ideas fizzle out on me. I've got an entire folder filled with stories that have beginnings, outlines, story boards, but no ends. At least not put in a acceptable story form. I always think that I'd get back to those stories (some of these are fan fiction too!) but I never do come back around to them.

Except for one story. One that isn't quite fan fiction but holds close to a very popular genera. I even have gone and rewritten what I had before, starting and molding it and the characters differently then I had before, but keeping with the same desired outcome. Not sure if it would even be accepted enough to be published, but I have always seen it becoming a series of books. Everyone loves a good series. Keyword there is good.

There has to be a reason I keep coming back to that particular story over all the other ones I've done. I've never rewritten a story before. I never keep wanting to actually come back to a story no matter how long of time has past.

My problem is that no matter how many times I open the folder, it still sits on my server not added to. I have all the materials, all the articles and facts I need to really work on it, but I keep coming to a roadblock and I don't have the tools to dismantle the block and keep going.

Sad really. People keep telling me I should write because apparently I'm good at it. Of course to find out if those people are just blowing smoke up my tail pipe or if what they say has any ring of truth to it, I need to finish just ONE bleeding story and send it to different places. Or something along those lines. Oh dear..I feel some information finding coming...might need to hold on to something.

[A whole minute passed]

Okay, so finding the answers and information I suddenly was curious about didn't take as long as I thought it would. I also used for the first time instead of forgive me google, I shall always love you.

My sudden question was how exactly should a person go about getting something published? Obviously this needed to be answered before I could troop any further (and maybe actually knowing and maybe learning some new things will take down that block of mine) although one could argue that why know it since you haven't gotten anything to publish?

Well, I have finished a short story. Of course it would be better placed in the pages of Playboy than anywhere else.

What I found might be helpful. A place called The page I'm linking to is devoted to publishing a novel and is written by a person who is a publisher at a publishing house so I'm thinking they'd know.

From just glancing over that page alone it looks like the articles alone would help me on my writing. Not to mention how to go about getting something published. Hopefully this information indeed helps. I guess sometime down the road you'll know if you ever pick up one of my books. *wink* And trust me...if you read it, you'll know it is me.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

So much for my happy ending (aka the italic post)

You ever notice that very few 'romantic comedies' these days end in disaster? I mean the girl always gets the guy and of course vice versa. What the fuck is that? I mean I know the whole idea of movies is to escape reality (which is why to me the increase of reality shows is absolutely destroying regular television) but unless it is sci-fi (or is it now SyFy? and why???) shouldn't we expect a little bit of realism in, for an example (and because I just got done watching it for the first time) How to Loose a Guy in 10 Days? Yes it's sweet and a bit amazing that the two ended up together, but since all these movies are ending in the same way, you expect the main characters to end up together! It's predictable and safe.

Screw that!

I want to see a romantic comedy where the two main character do not end up together despite how much they go through trying to be together or end up together. And I want it to be good. Why? Because frankly that is how real life generally goes. The girl does not always get the guy and vice versa. One would think that because reality television (or crap tv as it is referred to in my house) is so bleeding popular these days that some of it would leak over into movies. Even just a drop. Or perhaps screenwriters have thought the same as little me but the big wigs sitting high in their studio offices overlooking their kingdom of fantasy do not want to see such a thing happen to their precious fiefdom. Because, you know remaking movies like Friday the 13th is so much better than coming up with anything new and interesting.

Bugs Forbid!

Of course they can continue the ever increasing trend of taking really well written novels and screw them up by turning them into 'b' rated movies. Although I seriously do not know what it is when they take horribly written and accepted books *cough*stepheniemeyer*cough* and turn them into even worst movies.........good business sense I suppose. Even if the movie versions have increasingly disappointed and confused fans (example: the burning of the Weasley's home in Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince.) they continue taking what ever they can get their hands on and ruining it. And we know that novels (and crap-tackular books) are not the only victims of these Kings of Fantasy Fiefdoms--comics have no immunity despite the superheros that between the pages are immune to much. Although I do admit to enjoying the X-Men movies, but that may just be due to the fact that I have never read any of the comics--truthfully I've never read any comic and I am pretty sure graphic novels do not count as comics despite the way they're set up. Their first try with The Incredible Hulk which was actually titled The Hulk was a complete and utter flop. Their second try (The Incredible Hulk) faired a bit better...but not by too much. They've also tried with many many other comics...Tank Girl, Watchmen, the Blade movies, The Crow, Punisher, Hellboy,The Incredibles, The Phantom, etc. Seriously, an entire list of comics to movies has been complied--just to tell you what the movie is about because there is no way it's going to base itself on the comic it's characters are actually from. The actual key to surviving watching such movies whether they're based on award-winning novels, crap books or comics, is to never ever read the novel/book/comic in the first place!

I am not too stuck up or blind to openly admit that there has been a few gems that came stumbling from one of those Fantasy Fiefdoms...if there hadn't been at least one then the making of such movies wouldn't be a growing trend---yes, that is putting some faith into those glorious Kings puttering around in their large comfortable offices that no doubt have posters in elegant frames of award winning movies like Indiana Jones.

There is some hope for the future.....?

I do hold out some hope as I glance at a few titles that are currently in theaters, coming to theaters or in production. But that hope is souly based upon the previews I have seen of such movies as 9 (Tim Burton creates the greatest things--usually), All About Steve (although a part of me says that she'll end up winning the guy in the end even though in real life something like that would not happen. At least I'm prepared to not be surprised), Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs (I'm a sucker for kid films--at least with them, the predictability is quite low), Love Happens (At least this one is a bit more real than most), The Informant and Surrogates. (A movie all about fantasy..) Of course the real test will be the movies themselves and if they can hold up to the promises they have made in the previews and trailers.

So as I sit here and enjoy --and do trust me, most of the movies I gripe about being predictable I do enjoy nonetheless--the stuff that has made it past those silly Kings of Fantasy Fiefdoms, I still can't help but yearn for something unpredictably creative and new.

Monday, September 7, 2009

Sometimes it's not worth it.

Obviously I lost my interest in actually posting the synopsis of True Blood. I still watch it though, now in it's second season, I just don't feel the need to write the entire synopsis down and comment on it.

Happy Labor Day.

This weekend I went to Alamosa Colorado and checked out the Early Iron Festival. It was brilliant and I saw a lot of really nice cars (I'm a mustang girl) and took quite a few pictures--I just can't for the life of me find my stupid cord that connects the camera to the PC so I can share said pictures. There's so much computer stuff in this house it just isn't funny. Seriously. Not. Funny. I got a sunburn along with those pictures, then we went to Colorado Gators and I got to hold a little gator named Roswell and of course we got our picture taken. I would have loved to have taken the Gator Wrestling class, but it was $100 a person and fuck that shit. It was still fun to walk around, feed, look, and pretend to throw the 15 year old to them. I remember seeing the place on Wreckreation Nation which was on the Discovery Channel for a bit. Oh look...YouTube has a snippet.

Today though it's just a simple bbq with steaks and other meats. Sounds like a lot of excitement huh? Well, let's hope not.