So I finally got properly into my first story for English this week. I did it by smooshing three other stories together and now I'm fleshing out the bits in between. All three of the stories revolve around Cessily and Ira, and can be found
here,
here, and
here. I feel kind of like a cheat.
Granted, I did try to start stories before, and even got five or six pages in before giving up. I think the current one isn't even amazing, it's just interesting enough that I don't get disgusted by it and my relative lack of talent. I don't know what it is about this assignment that's messing me up so badly. Maybe it's the pressure of this being my chosen career, but the weird thing is that when I tried writing one of the ideas I scrapped as a comic script, it went great. I think I've forgotten how to do written fiction and all I can do now is essays, page-long shorts, and scripts. Which is sort of sad, in a way,
Anyway, I'm probably going to not post the finished product, since if you've read this journal carefully you've read this all before. However I am going to talk about James Bond for a second.
I watched Goldeneye for the first time since I was a kid last night. I always really liked the movie- in fact I think it was the first Bond movie I ever saw (which is a little weird, considering that Famke Jansson is a combination dominatrix/submissive who gets turned on while she machine guns people),
However, now that I've watch it again, I found most of the jokes to be sort of stupid, and I definately didn't remember the weird 80's techno musical stings that showed up every once in a while. All that synth was insanely distracting. Plus, I think that taking a lot of women/gender studies classes has sort of messed up my enjoyment of stupid masculinist movies. Whenever Bond seduces a girl I just got annoyed with the both of them. This is not helped by the fact that Pierce Brosnan is the smarmiest motherfucker ever.
Nevertheless I still liked bits of it, like Alan Cumming being awesome (because that's all he ever does) and a lot of nice explosions. It's just weird to think that I no longer really enjoy a movie I used to love.