Click this link for a short interview with Frank Spotnitz about pushing for a third X-Files movie to put an end to the conspiracy! He’s also talking what we all want to see: ALIENS!
X-Files Third Movie? Maybe a Millennium Flick, Too?
Writing
Can You? Can You REALLY?
In the September 2012 issue of Writer’s Digest, there’s a great 5-Minute Memoir (page 12), by Candy Schulman about her experience trying to wrangle an interview out of Andy Rooney. And in true, inimitable Andy Rooney fashion, he delivered what I think is a great line.
“Where do I get my ideas? Well, you damn well sit down and decide to have an idea.”
So, can you handle the truth?
Can you?
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Ray Bradbury Passes at 91
Yesterday, an icon, a legend, passed away.
I’ve read a handful of his work and watched many of them on The Ray Bradbury Theater. I read his Zen in the Art of Writing periodically (I just love this book). While, like any author, I may not have liked all his work, I’ve always loved his imagination. It always seemed so playful! Sure, some of it was quite serious, like Fahrenheit 451, but I loved how he spent his life playing…imagining. Writing. How he looked out into the world like a child, always in awe and wonder! He always hearkened back to his youth in Waukegan, Illinois. And I’d heard him say he had a perfect memory…but I definitely believe he had perfect nostalgia. I think “Ray Bradbury” should be included in very definition of the word.
It was a life well spent. Might one even say, “charmed“?
Mr. Bradbury’s wife of 57 years, Marguerite, died in 2003. Little is said of his wife, so I urge you read about her.
The best story (but it’s true) I’ve ever heard from or about Mr. Bradbury was about Mr.Electrico, in 1932. I love the reincarnational, the magical, the mystical of this anecdote! And it, indeed, had set the tone for the rest of his life! I hope that he an Mr. Electrico can, once again, meet! I’m sure they have plenty of weird tales to tell each other!
Thank you…for everything. For making the world shine a little brighter….
Farewell, Ray Bradbury!
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Head’s A Spinnin’….
I have been working crazy hard on creating a new series idea. It’s a mix of X-Files and some other shows/books thrown into the mix, and it’s been all-consuming. But two things brought me to a screeching halt today: 1) I woke up too close to my normal hour, but too early, and reset the clock to add an additional half hour to my sleep, B) a critique from a fellow writer that “nailed it” in telling me I was missing a very large Dodge Ball (“…and what’s with all the sex, anyway…?!”), and Thirdly) a really COOL book review on a novel I’d written in 2001, Sleepwalkers.
Sooo…I’m stepping back–just a step or two–for a spell this a.m. to formulate this post and take a breather on what I need to change on my series idea. So, while I’m doing that, could I interest you in reading the book review Marc Schuster just posted today on Sleepwalkers?
Thanks. And enjoy the road trip.
The Hunger Games – Book One (I Caved)
Okay, I’m not a book reviewer…nor am I one typical wont to jump upon whatever bandwagon is in vogue (and sometimes, perhaps more often than I care to admit, I intentionally do the opposite of what everyone else is doing)…and I really should be working on my own series idea I’ve begun, mow the lawn, or any of a number of other pressing things that also need to be done…but taking today off (the classic “one will get you four”; in the U.S. it’s Memorial Day weekend, so we get Monday off…so the smart employee uses one day of vacation to get 4 days off in row), I ended up reading the remainder of book one of The Hunger Games.
Dang, what a well-written book!
How did I come about this book?
Wifely intervention.
Constant, exuberant, wifely intervention. Especially when she (somehow) duct-taped me to a chair and placed the book in my lap, along with a contract and pen. I was to not only say I would read it (and do so NOW) but to sign a contract stating thus and so. Only then did the duct tape get cut.
Perhaps I exaggerate.
Suzanne Collins wrote a totally engrossing book, and in a way that didn’t focus nor glorify violence. There was nothing gratuitous about any of it. It was intelligently written and engrossing entertaining. In a way, highly parallel to much of our society. Nothing new, I’m sure, all told before in other, far better-written reviews. I just wanted to say that though I wasn’t initially all that keen in jumping on the “Hunger bandwagon”–not in the least–once I did (albeit dragged onto said bandwagon), I was consumed with the story. Wanting to know more about Katniss and Peeta and even Cato. The story reminded me of the old noir films of the 1940s, where most of the “nasty” was done off-screen. To me, allowing one’s imagination to run wild can pack more impact than any graphic representation.
Now, I still have yet to attack books two and three, but in book one, I was hooked from page one. I just wanted to add my praise to the clearly growing list of praises by other readers. If you got some time to kill, some space between books–or are reading a book that just ain’t grabbing you–give The Hunger Games a read.
I think you’ll…um (forgive me)…hunger for more….
Click here to read my Hunger Games Books Two and Three review.
Never Give Up…Even After You’re Dead
So, you’re a writer, huh?
Never been published?
Think you got it hard?
Read this article.
Quit whining, keep writing, and enjoy your life.