Author: Writer guy

Stuck in the DVD carousel

Writer guy

Watched the following DVDs four ( or more ) times in the last twelve months:

1 ) Apocalypse Now Redux
2 ) The Fog of War
3 ) Gonzo : The Life and Work of Hunter S. Thompson
4 ) Halloween Unrated Director’s Cut
5 ) Friday 13th Extended Killer Cut
6 ) Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
7 ) Factotum
8 ) Gladiator
9 ) Street Kings

The Vietnam War, slasher flicks, dirty cops and writers who went so far past the boundaries of reality no one around them could remember where the line was in the first place. Good company.

Where did my week off go

Writer guy

Perhaps the three most disturbing phrase in the English language is one day of vacation left. Now it beckons like an executioner watching a condemned man approach the gallows.

On a rainy Sunday afternoon, following a wicked storm that choked off power to many areas in New Jersey–including work, this is my vacation retrospective:

Electricity and running water, ticket stubs for Crazy Heart and Alice, a freezer full of fish sticks, a roll of toilet paper ( unused ), half bottle of gin, a cherry red tandem coffee maker, a diagram which shows the connections between the characters in next Mike Brody novel, a stack of index cards ( one card per scene, each card documents one plot point ), unfinished outline.

And cat hair. Lots of cat hair.

Vacationland Update

Writer guy

Today marks the beginning of the fifth day of leisure–if one considers poring over sheets of lined paper with a gel pen, outlining a novel particularly relaxing. Not that I do either, but it’s fun. Especially with four cats thrashing about the apartment. Recently learned that when cats rub against the fresh pages, the friction not only smears the text, it leaves streaks on their fur that resembles crop circles.

At some point Wednesday ( or maybe Tuesday, for in Vacationland the days run together ) I realized I hadn’t been outside in two days, and it was time to do something about that oversight. So I visited a neighbor downstairs. The sojourn took me out of the apartment, without actually requiring that I leave the building. Going outside might compromise the mission, which is to forget that the apartment and its contents, myself included, are still in New Jersey. It’s long running campaign.

While leaving did not require shattering the fantasy, stepping out did mean wearing pants, which made for a bittersweet visit, to say the least.

Anyway, some reviews for The Last Track came in recently, which I’m happy about. There’s another giveaway on GoodReads very soon ( perhaps as soon as Friday ), maybe with a St. Patty’s day theme. Also there’s one definite cool announcement that I can announce in about ten days, and a possibly huge announcement that I can not even speculate about with my outside voice just yet.

Here’s the latest review in for The Last Track.