the world of missing subplots
Well, hell, if I could manage to do that every night I'd have a feature in a week.
The World of Missing Persons is now a bloaty-feeling 15 pages long, on its way to 100 or so. Tressa's in bed, in the dark, afraid of a hole in the wall. Victor's obsessed with the morse code signal, and a regular at the Rocket Café. All's relatively well with the momentum. Not sure it's charming yet, let alone fun, but maybe a tiny bit. Hope my characters aren't unlikeable -- a common problem in my first drafts. Hope my story is something someone would care to see.
The problem so far is I'm expanding my eleven-page short toward feature length and all I've done so far is dramatize the implied origins of the story without adding much new, yet. Victor has a daughter and a backstory involving a recently dead wife. Tressa has a chartable trajectory to go through involving her relationship with the hole in the wall, rather than beginning the story a peeping tom. But it's a pretty sparse, monomanic, possibly myopic narrative so far. I'd like for that to change.
Miles Davis is good to write to. And Autechre. Jazz and IDM, man. Always seems to work best.
On my way out: I know I've already used up my month's worth of allotted Youtube posts, but fuck it, it's my livejournal. This is a pretty rad video by Norman "I Used To Be Fatboy Slim, now I'm the Brighton Port Authority" Cook. It features David Byrne and Dizzee Rascal together, a whole lot of naked people, and a reasonably fun and original premise (seemingly unheard of in music videos anymore).
Okay, good night.
The World of Missing Persons is now a bloaty-feeling 15 pages long, on its way to 100 or so. Tressa's in bed, in the dark, afraid of a hole in the wall. Victor's obsessed with the morse code signal, and a regular at the Rocket Café. All's relatively well with the momentum. Not sure it's charming yet, let alone fun, but maybe a tiny bit. Hope my characters aren't unlikeable -- a common problem in my first drafts. Hope my story is something someone would care to see.
The problem so far is I'm expanding my eleven-page short toward feature length and all I've done so far is dramatize the implied origins of the story without adding much new, yet. Victor has a daughter and a backstory involving a recently dead wife. Tressa has a chartable trajectory to go through involving her relationship with the hole in the wall, rather than beginning the story a peeping tom. But it's a pretty sparse, monomanic, possibly myopic narrative so far. I'd like for that to change.
Miles Davis is good to write to. And Autechre. Jazz and IDM, man. Always seems to work best.
On my way out: I know I've already used up my month's worth of allotted Youtube posts, but fuck it, it's my livejournal. This is a pretty rad video by Norman "I Used To Be Fatboy Slim, now I'm the Brighton Port Authority" Cook. It features David Byrne and Dizzee Rascal together, a whole lot of naked people, and a reasonably fun and original premise (seemingly unheard of in music videos anymore).
Click to viewOkay, good night.