Showing posts with label travelers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label travelers. Show all posts

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Travelers

I can tell from the look in your eyes

you're lost like me, you're scared but you're free

You may think you've found the perfect disguise

But you know we can tell our own kind


You're missing, you don't want to be found

I see it in your face, you're out of place

you can vanish without making a sound

it's like you were never there


But I know that you're tired, like me

I know that your wired, like me

Rid of your ties, so wild and free

I know that your scared, like me . . .


I can tell from the look in your eyes

you're lost like me, you're scared but you're free

You may think you've found the perfect disguise

but you know we can tell our own kind


I know that you're scared, like me . . .


words and music by J Franklin Evans





Sunday, June 26, 2011

New project!

I finally had an idea for another film that appealed to me.

I can't go into details about it right now, really, but it's a basic idea I've had for a while but didn't have enough to proceed. I think maybe the missing pieces have finally appeared on the board--now I have to figure out how they all fit together.

It's one of those weird things that, if done properly, will be sort of strange but fun and interesting. If not done properly it'll be pretentious and not make any sense. And probably not get made. I can say that my name for this project, at least for now, is Travelers, and it's a dark fantasy. Not quite horror, but close.

The next step for me is to write a treatment, where I lay out the plot, introduce the main characters, that sort of thing, not more than six pages or so long. While most people hate this stage, I love it. It gives me a chance to anticipate any problems and work them out before I actually start writing it. So when I sit down and start with the actual screenplay I can just write the damned thing.

Most other writers I know sit down at their computers, think for a while, then start writing. Then they stop, think, then write some more. I've never worked like that. When I sit down at my computer I've already written whatever I'm going to write in my head--it's just a matter of physically typing it. I actually write while I'm out walking Atari, or listening to music, or sitting at my desk at work--even though I'm not actually writing anything at all, or at least anything that pertains to the particular project. So, I may not physically work on something for weeks, but that doesn't mean I'm not working on the project--it just means I'm not at the point where I want anything down in a physical, semipermanent medium.

That's just how I roll.