I've reached the end of Act One of the first draft of this little screenplay I'm writing.
It's kind of a big deal--if I was going to give up on it I would not have gotten this far. So, all indications are that I'll tough it out until the end. When I finish it, finally, who knows?
I really like the characters--one in particular. I sort of identify with him. And no, I'm not talking about the serial killer.
Hopefully when it's over all of the characters will come across in shades of gray--nobody is completely good, nobody is completely evil. Just complicated and messed up. Even the serial killer has his redeeming qualities.
Anyways, I'm happy with what I have so far. Of course I'll rewrite it a few times, but that's to me easier than the first draft--it's less difficult to carve away and rework stuff than it is to make it up in the first place.
On an unrelated note, I've been listening to this song, my tune "Walks Like A Man, " a lot lately. If you've never heard my stuff this one is sort of the ultimate tune--it's sort of the type of thing I usually try to do. Heavy, dark, with a little humor of the darkest sort. Click the link, give it a listen, download it if you like it. Play it for your friends. That's why I made it downloadable. Just be sure to tell people where you got it from.
And while you're there you can listen to the other stuff, too--you'll see the list of tunes over to the right. I'd love to hear that you think!
Showing posts with label walks like a man. Show all posts
Showing posts with label walks like a man. Show all posts
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Mid-Week Randomocity!
In the next couple of days I should have my own, writer's copy of the book to your left in my hot little hands. It's my payment for contributing a story. Check out page 183 "Cabin Fever." It's a real page turner! The rest of the stories ain't bad, either.
I'm writing this to put off doing something productive--rewriting a proposal for a TV show. The show is a good idea, I think, and the industry friend I had take a look agrees. So, we'll see. Keep your fingers crossed we can get a deal for it. If we do my friend has promised to help me with it--that makes me very happy, because a:) she's a terrific writer and b:) she can actually be counted on. Ain't many people like that in the world these days, I can tell you.
I've been listening to my new tune, "Walks Like A Man," quite a bit over the past few days. I'm still extremely happy with it. It's exactly what I was trying to do. So, if you're interested, you can go to my Myspace profile here and click "Play" to give it a listen. It's the first tune on the list. You can check out the others while you're there. Let me know what you think!
I just won a hundred buck gift card in a drawing. Really cool---it's gonna come in really handy over the next couple of weeks.
And, silly me, I didn't even notice until yesterday that Thanksgiving is next week! Damn!
Oh, well.
I'm writing this to put off doing something productive--rewriting a proposal for a TV show. The show is a good idea, I think, and the industry friend I had take a look agrees. So, we'll see. Keep your fingers crossed we can get a deal for it. If we do my friend has promised to help me with it--that makes me very happy, because a:) she's a terrific writer and b:) she can actually be counted on. Ain't many people like that in the world these days, I can tell you.
I've been listening to my new tune, "Walks Like A Man," quite a bit over the past few days. I'm still extremely happy with it. It's exactly what I was trying to do. So, if you're interested, you can go to my Myspace profile here and click "Play" to give it a listen. It's the first tune on the list. You can check out the others while you're there. Let me know what you think!
I just won a hundred buck gift card in a drawing. Really cool---it's gonna come in really handy over the next couple of weeks.
And, silly me, I didn't even notice until yesterday that Thanksgiving is next week! Damn!
Oh, well.
Monday, November 15, 2010
Walks Like A Man available
Just uploaded "Walks Like A Man." You can hear it by going here to my Myspace age, or clicking one of the links above or to your right. It's really heavy and I'm extremely happy with it. Please, give it a listen and let me know what you think!
Monday, November 8, 2010
Monday night randomocity
I think maybe I've figured this carb/blood sugar thing out, finally. With a little help from http://www.behealthy.com/. Basically I track my carbs--15 grams = 1 unit. No more than three units per meal, no more than two per snack. Three meals and three snacks a day. 15 units of carbs per day, give or take.
It's a bit of a pain finding out carbs for some foods but most have it on the label. Most restaurants have nutritional info on their websites for most of their menu items. Very helpful. I'm also only eating meat maybe once a day, and not much then.
It's not so bad. For breakfast yesterday I had a half waffle--I added some wheat germ to the mix--and some sausage and even syrup. Two hours later, blood sugar was 120. Awesome. (Atari got the other half of the waffle, if you're curious. He loves waffles, especially when I add the wheat germ to them.)
So, blood sugar the past couple mornings has been around 118. At night, two hours after dinner, it's . . . 118. Doesn't get more stable than that!
Musically, I just laid down the bass track for "Walks Like a Man." This tune is gonna be kind of bass-heavy, a dark tune that'll have some quiet moments and some moments of utter cacophony. It's also gonna be probably my longest tune--weighs in at over seven minutes now. I may cut some of it. Or I may not. We'll see. I'm really excited about it, though--this tune is gonna be especially badass.
I realized the other night that another sign iof getting old is I actually watch the drug commercials on TV and some of them hav relevance in my life. And I brag to strangers about my blood sugar. Sheesh.
It's a bit of a pain finding out carbs for some foods but most have it on the label. Most restaurants have nutritional info on their websites for most of their menu items. Very helpful. I'm also only eating meat maybe once a day, and not much then.
It's not so bad. For breakfast yesterday I had a half waffle--I added some wheat germ to the mix--and some sausage and even syrup. Two hours later, blood sugar was 120. Awesome. (Atari got the other half of the waffle, if you're curious. He loves waffles, especially when I add the wheat germ to them.)
So, blood sugar the past couple mornings has been around 118. At night, two hours after dinner, it's . . . 118. Doesn't get more stable than that!
Musically, I just laid down the bass track for "Walks Like a Man." This tune is gonna be kind of bass-heavy, a dark tune that'll have some quiet moments and some moments of utter cacophony. It's also gonna be probably my longest tune--weighs in at over seven minutes now. I may cut some of it. Or I may not. We'll see. I'm really excited about it, though--this tune is gonna be especially badass.
I realized the other night that another sign iof getting old is I actually watch the drug commercials on TV and some of them hav relevance in my life. And I brag to strangers about my blood sugar. Sheesh.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
Walks Like a Man lyrics
Walks Like a Man
She was out late one night in a different part of town
She'd done a good line or two and was looking to party down
she found herself in a new club, a new vibe, a whole new crowd
and the music it was smokin'. The music it was loud.
He was a tiger. He'd seen her a million times before she'd seen him once.
She could feel the moment, when he singled her out
dancing on the crowded floor the entire world shut out
he gave her time to feel at home, time to find her groove
let her have a drink or two before he made his move
Oblivious to the danger, she smiled at the stranger, the man with dark, dark eyes
He walks like a man
He talks like a man
He feels like a man
But he's not a man . . .
He awakened demons inside her, she didn't know she had
a prisoner of his gaze, this tall and strange nomad
Her friends would have warned her but none of them were around
she was taken without making a sound
She never watched the news, she was a stranger to this town
He walks like a man
He talks like a man
He smells like a man
but he is not a man . . .
He needs her eyes to see
he needs her lungs to breathe
he doesn't exist unless he's in her mind
He needs her heart to feel
he needs her tongue to taste
she didn't know this about his kind
He knew everything about her, plucked it from her eyes
he saw through her pretense and stripped away her disguise
He worked his way in now she's conquered from within
and he walks around in her skin
Now he walks like a man
He talks like a man
He looks like a man
but he's not a man . . .
words and music by J Franklin Evans
She was out late one night in a different part of town
She'd done a good line or two and was looking to party down
she found herself in a new club, a new vibe, a whole new crowd
and the music it was smokin'. The music it was loud.
He was a tiger. He'd seen her a million times before she'd seen him once.
She could feel the moment, when he singled her out
dancing on the crowded floor the entire world shut out
he gave her time to feel at home, time to find her groove
let her have a drink or two before he made his move
Oblivious to the danger, she smiled at the stranger, the man with dark, dark eyes
He walks like a man
He talks like a man
He feels like a man
But he's not a man . . .
He awakened demons inside her, she didn't know she had
a prisoner of his gaze, this tall and strange nomad
Her friends would have warned her but none of them were around
she was taken without making a sound
She never watched the news, she was a stranger to this town
He walks like a man
He talks like a man
He smells like a man
but he is not a man . . .
He needs her eyes to see
he needs her lungs to breathe
he doesn't exist unless he's in her mind
He needs her heart to feel
he needs her tongue to taste
she didn't know this about his kind
He knew everything about her, plucked it from her eyes
he saw through her pretense and stripped away her disguise
He worked his way in now she's conquered from within
and he walks around in her skin
Now he walks like a man
He talks like a man
He looks like a man
but he's not a man . . .
words and music by J Franklin Evans
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
Posts
