Archive for April, 2011

April has been an interesting month. I began it with the best intentions of completing Scriptfrenzy but in the end I didn’t, or won’t by tomorrow night anyway. On three occasions I sat down to begin writing one of my short film scripts and three times I ended up writing a completely unrelated short story. After that I got 4 pages of script completed then began working on my novel again.

Don’t misunderstand me, the scripts will get written. Now is just not the time. My head is in my novel and I can’t really complain about that. I like my novel. I like where it is going and I like how I’m getting there. It feels good to be living full-time with the characters in my head again. So I gladly relinquish a win in my first attempt at Scriptfrenzy and continue on with my labour of love. I know I’ll come back to the scripts but I’ve got a few things to finish up first.

Not to say I don’t have other distractions nipping at my heels. A novel idea and an idea I think would be suited to novella length have been brewing. The novel will have to wait but I think developing the novella is worth a little time. It’s a story based around political intrigue and I think even if the novella never goes anywhere the exercise of trying to write it will be valuable for my current WIP which is loaded with intrigue.

The writing is going well. I’m setting a minimum goal of 5,000 words per week but until I manage to find a job I think I could do significantly better than that. If I am diligent I am confident I can do 25,000 per week, maybe more. At that rate I will finish the novel by the end of May. What a delicious thought.

Time to get started.

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Sometimes I am a bad person. By this I mean I mess with people. It is always meant to be light-hearted but sometimes I misjudge and things… get out of hand.

Case in Point: For one year boyfriend and I shared a small two bedroom with two friends. I shall henceforth refer to them as Gamer and *poink*. They are both male and they are in a relationship. They were great roommates who have since moved to The Big City for adventure and profit.

Gamer is a gamer guy, he spends a good deal of time slaughtering digital people/monsters. Of the two he is by far the gruffer. He’s a welder now but he worked in restaurants for many years and enjoyed cooking.

One day *poink* and I were at the market and *poink*, knowing Gamer liked squash, purchased a lovely butternut variety for his sweetheart.

We went home and while Gamer was still at work I proceeded to draw a scared face on the squash in marker.

Sad Squash is sad.

Terror is funny, right?

I thought that Gamer would get a laugh and then enjoy a tasty snack.

Turns out he’s a bit of a softy. He was so distraught by the sad face he couldn’t bring himself to eat it. That poor squash sat on our kitchen table for weeks. I tried to convince him that the squash was happy to be eaten and fulfill it’s destiny as an energy source but Gamer was having none of it.

Finally after many weeks *poink* cooked the squash while Gamer was at work.

I thought *poink* might be mad at me for ruining his gift but he thought it was funny and a bit touching that his boyfriend could be so compassionate. I think Gamer thought I was an asshole but was too polite to let on.

Since then I have been more careful when dealing with roommate sensibilities. Having to look at that poor terrified face for two months was a poignant lesson.

Sad squash is - aw fuck it, I'm a jerk.

Seriously, what the hell was I thinking?

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