Effing Liar

tombstoneOkay, now what the Hell was I thinking? You know, all that talk of “retiring” from blogging?

Turns out it was more of a lie than anything else. Well, there was some reasoning behind it but after sitting in front of the computer and doing some research, I came to one solid conclusion: my dreams of every becoming a screenwriter should be permanently buried. No seriously, they should.

You see, we writers certainly have our heads full of fantastic ideas, of churning out the next Hollywood blockbuster and laughing all the way to the bank. To see your ideas, your characters, your baby on the silver screen is the ultimate goal and that’s what I was aiming for when I decided to (temporarily) step away from blogging.

But the road to screenwriting fame and fortune is riddled with setbacks, heartaches, and plenty of frustration. And at this point in my life I don’t want to subject myself to any more that I can’t already handle.

As reader Harna so eloquently pointed out, my blog is indeed therapeutic and as someone that finds comfort in expressing himself through said outlet, pulling the proverbial plug on it just didn’t make much sense when I looked at it from afar.

The way I see it, I could sit in front of the computer and try to figure out character arcs, so-called Big Events, rewrite, revise, etc. and once I felt I was just a step away from polishing a turd, I then would have to figure out how to market the damned screenplay, not to mention the whole WGA registration process and whatnot. Shit, I could be 50 by the time anything came to fruition and who knows if anything would be the same once it was out of my hands.

Once it was all over, there would be a paycheck for all of my troubles—maybe.

P’shaw. I think exchanging all that for something a bit more real, aka my ridiculous daily thoughts and adventures, is a much better idea. My money problems? They will be resolved. Job issues? Whatever; I’ll go to work for 8 hours and bitch about them when I get home.

Whether you like it or not, I’m back from the shortest. Retirement. Ever. And while it feels good to say that, I’m wondering which one of you jokers won the bet you made with yourself.

Besides all this, WordPress has introduced even more features that I’m itching to try. These guys never stop working.

And with all that said, I’m still avoiding that ultimate time-waster of a Web site as I don’t need anymore notifications about lost Farmville cows or people sending me “drinks.” It just gets to be silly…

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6 thoughts on “Effing Liar

  1. If writing and marketing a screenplay was easy, then everyone would be doing it. I felt like you after the public company I worked for laid everyone off and died. Took a break and decided to write a spec screenplay as it was free to do so.

    They say ‘Write what you know’ so I did and it got optioned (two year project). Ended up with an agent and an entertainment lawyer. Heading for Hollywood (spec script selling – not me personally – I love Vancouver BC Canada too much to move).

    It don’t cost anything to write a script or blog. Something to do in your spare time (1 page a day in four months you have a screenplay).

    Twenty-five percent of your time is writing and revision, seventy-five percentage is marketing it.

    You think that is a hassle – try producing a comic book series – been there… 🙂

    Sandford Tuey
    A Shift in Entertainment


    1. “If writing and marketing a screenplay was easy, then everyone would be doing it.”

      Truer words were never spoken!

      Thanks for the insight, Sandford. It’s good to hear from somebody who’s lived through the frustration so I believe you’re absolutely right on everything. Yeah, it was fun during my college days and I still jot random thoughts while at work and think, “Hey, that would be funny in a movie/TV show.” But that’s about as far as it gets these days.

      Thanks again! 🙂


    1. Thanks. Ann said she knew I wouldn’t last long. And don’t worry about the cows. I plan on an all-out bovine assault once I approve all of my gifts 🙂


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