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On Big Sky

Friday, May 8, 2009

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On Big Sky

I wrote this mostly in Montana. ——- Look to the horizon. It’s Spring, mid-evening.  A ribbon of faint sunlight stretches across the horizon.  It’s nine o’clock, and still dusk, and the view is some Pentacostal ecstasy.  Your soul ruptures, and all your questions dissolve: the Infinite, the Endles, Heaven, Hell, Ying, Yang... here it is—The Answer!—in all [...]

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Intermission

Friday, April 17, 2009

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Intermission

I’m moving Saturday, so I will be offline for a few days.  There’s no internet connection set up at the new place, so I may be typing up blog posts at Barnes & Noble after this.  We’ll see. In the meantime, I’ve posted a clip from my upcoming comedy The Shrub Whisperer.  Let me know what [...]

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So far…

Monday, February 9, 2009

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So far…

…we’ve shot about this much footage for Razorwire: The tapes hold about an hour’s worth of footage apiece. And, to my great happiness, we’re currently way underbudget.

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Amateur!

Sunday, February 8, 2009

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Amateur!

———–ONE———– So I’m waiting backstage, and I’m terrified.  We’ve rehearsed, rewritten, revised, blocked.  The set looks gorgeous.  The lighting’s okay, but there’s nothing we can do about it.  I’m sick, and I’ve decided to offset my illness with half a gallon of black coffee. Twenty feet in front of me, the choir’s finishing their number. That’s my cue. Right. [...]

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Because It Hurts

Tuesday, January 6, 2009

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Because It Hurts

Computer + Mug of hot tea + Dell Xpress Service Package = No blog posts for two weeks. Good thing I bought the Idiot Warranty. In other news, I spent the day in Julian, California, writing away in the back room of a countrified buffalo burger joint.  Great service, forgettable sandwich. I re-outlined what will probably become the [...]

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Take The Pebble From My Hand

Thursday, December 4, 2008

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Take The Pebble From My Hand

There’re no seasons in San Diego.  Right now, on December the fourth, 2008, it’s sixty-four degrees outside.  I’m wading through sixty-two percent humidity.  It’s mostly cloudly, with no precip in the forecast.  San Diego’s a sort of heavenly purgatory–the atmosphere just never seems to change.  With that in mind, it’s easy to understand why I [...]

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Why Am I Doing This Again?

Thursday, November 20, 2008

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Why Am I Doing This Again?

Everything happens for a reason, right? Yesterday, I had a shoot scheduled at Camp Pendleton in Oceanside, California.  After a forty-five minute drive, I arrived with my camera, fresh tapes, and some dramamine for a potential puke-a-minute chopper ride.  My friendly escort from the Public Affairs Office drove me to Camp Horno.  We waited.  Soon, my [...]

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