Also, fun bit of dialogue.

The Checking Account
SETTING
The Shand house.

CHARACTERS
ME- Me.  In my room.
MOM- My mom.  In the living room.
DAD- My dad.  In the spare room that he has conquered and made into his computer room/Corvette shrine.

MOM is on the phone with the bank, concerning the taxes we're about to file.  She's gotten to the Patrick section ( Read more... )

 It's beautiful out.

I had two interesting exchanges so far today.  Well, that's, of course, not counting the prostitution conversation that I had with Erica and Lauren.  That goes a bit... beyond interesting.  Perhaps into entertainingly bizarre territory.

But.

Mills, a member of my production team, dropped by to pick up the camera today.  He's ( Read more... )

I was just writing an epic entry.  It was revealing, introspective, and just a really me centric piece.  But... no.  Not right now.  In fact, tomorrow.  Because tomorrow is my last day at McDonalds, and I think basing something like that around such a momentous occasion (stop with the snickering, I've been there four years!) might be interesting.  ( Read more... )

 Livejournal, I have neglected you.  Posting and commenting veddy veddy soon.

 Fuck, this is going to be annoying to indent.  Eh, screw the indenting.

So, here's a piece that... yeah.

I wanted to post a short story that I started working on at work.  But... it's not even close to ready. I thought it was going to be one of those stories that pour out of you, because it started that way.  And I dig how it's going.  But I have to ( Read more... )

I have been sucking with the "prose-ify" updates.  I'll get better.  Just need to get into the swing of things.  Here's a bit of a more journaly entry, which should be a change of pace.

SATURDAY

The reading of my play (which, for the sake of the producer never reading this, we'll call "The Wily Life of the Girl with the Funny Name") went well.  It ( Read more... )

My dad notices that I'm wearing a tie ( Read more... )

 Yup, the most pretentious title to a LiveJournal entry ever.  But also the title of what might be my favorite (and the most heartbreaking) episode of Lost ever (among other things, such as the Wells' novel), so I kinda couldn't help myself.

I graduated a couple of months ago, and I've been trying to get into the swing of the "writer's life."  Which ( Read more... )

 I think I was talking about this in Creative Writing with Novack once.  I have no idea.  But for some reason, I thought if it again ( Read more... )

 This morning, I wake up to a text.

MY BOSS: Hey. Wanna take off today?

I consider this.  I am torn.  I call Erica.  A decision is made.

ME: I'll call you back in a minute

ERICA: Kay.

I text my boss.

ME: Taking off would be awesome but I need money. Could I possibly work half a shift?

MY BOSS: 3 to 8?

ME: Sure :) Thank you.

I call Erica back, my afternoon ( Read more... )