Well, dear readers, welcome to the final week of January. This month has flown by, like a gazelle with a hernia. I gotta tell you. Well, let’s enjoy the rest of January and prepare for what will hopefully be a very nice February.
I’m doing only short paragraphs today. I am tired of writing a one or two page long opening paragraph.
Each paragraph will be short and sweet so that those who want to breeze through the notes can do so.
Actually, this is harder than it seems. Just when I get on a roll, just when I get up to speed, whoops, we’re into another paragraph.
Speaking of another paragraph, here’s one now. Yesterday, was a nice, relaxing day. Writing went slowly but I got seven pages done, but I revised them quite a few times, and then revised them some more later in the evening. We’ll see how I feel about them tomorrow. I also ate some lunch, had two lovely donuts, drove about in my motor car, and did a few other things that needed doing. It rained on and off, and wait just a darned minute, this darned paragraph is too darned long.
Finally, I sat on my couch like so much fish, just because I could.
Last night, I watched a motion picture on DVD entitled The Brave One. No, not the 1957 film, but the new film starring Miss Jodie Foster, directed by Mr. Neil Jordan. First of all, The Brave One is a terrible title and no wonder no one went to see this film. They might as well have called it Death Wish: Girl’s Night Out. Certainly I think Mr. Jordan and Miss Foster had other high-falutin’ ideas about what the film was, but what we get is Death Wish with a woman, which is I’m quite certain how this film was pitched. Never mind that that was done by Abel Ferrara years ago, in a sleazy little film called Ms. 45. The structure is very similar, at least in the first thirty minutes. Happy couple have bad things happen, woman becomes revenge machine a la Charles Bronson. It’s not a terrible movie, but it’s not very good, either. It’s a little long (122 minutes), has one of those droning scores we all love so much, and the convenience of always being in the right place at the right time to off someone is almost funny. Miss Foster is always good, and Terrence Howard as a cop is excellent. I do like a good revenge picture, so I didn’t hate it or anything, but I wouldn’t really go out of my way to recommend it, either. Transfer is very nice, as is the sound. It’s actually nice to see a film shot with some blue in the film. Of course, someone on one of those DVD sites was complaining about the blue – he just didn’t understand why the transfer would have blue in it. This is the type of silliness that abounds, I’m afraid.
That paragraph was too darned long. What ever happened to my dictum about short paragraphs? Is it gone with the wind? What Ever Happened To My Dictum – that’s the title of my next novel, a story of sin and redemption and cantaloupe.
Well, why don’t we all click on the Unseemly Button below whilst I try to find our what ever happened to my dictum. If anyone has seen my dictum, please let us know immediately.
I am enjoying these short paragraphs, aren’t you? They just fly by, like a gazelle in jodhpurs.
Today I shall write all the livelong day, as well as doing some errands that need doing and attending to things that need attending. And I’m bound and determined to eat something interesting and not just the same old same old.
Tomorrow, more writing, and if I’m on track, then I’ll be printing out pages and giving them to muse Margaret. And then it’s the home stretch, the final fifty or so pages of the book. I also have a work session for act two of the musical I’m mentoring. I finished revising an act two song – focusing it, and writing a whole new tune, which I’m very happy with.
Well, dear readers, I must take the day, I must do the things I do, I must, for example, write, do errands, write, eat, and write. Today’s topic of discussion: I’m in the mood for food – what are your all time favorite side dishes, both typical and unique? Recipes are always welcome, and also tell us where you’ve had the best side dishes. Let’s have loads of lovely postings, shall we, whilst I keep trying to locate my dictum.