Postings have been few and far between lately, because ... er ... stuff. Yeah, lame. I know. Full time job. And this ... other project. The one I told you about before.
So it's time for another hint. It's a movie. One I wrote. And it's been optioned by producers who want to make the damn thing.
That's all I will say. I'm absolutely superstitious. Lots of people option screenplays that never get made. Blah, blah. I don't want to be overly optimistic or negative. I like to ride that middle ground between hope and despair, which means I guess I'm pretty much numb most of the time or something. Kind of like sistafriend here....
Anywho, just thought I'd share a few bits from my fantasy soundtrack for my movie. These are the songs that in my biggest, wettest, gayest dreams, would be blasting from the theater speakers while the movie plays ... to packed houses ... of faithful fans ... returning for their fifth viewing ... dressed as their favorite character...
OK, got a little carried away there. So, without further adieu, my fantasy soundtrack...
You may have noticed a theme.
OK, that's all for now. I probably just jinxed everything to hell....
I had a nice Halloween surprise whilst out making merry on Halloween. Met a great guy named Russell. Friendly. handsome. Piercing blue eyes. And somewhat ... familiar.
He mentioned he'd been on a soap opera for years, television, commercials, etc. Figured I'd seen him on something here or there. Then he mentioned that he was in Friday the 13th Part 2.
Well, wouldn't you know, it was Russell Todd who played Scott, the devilish slingshot-wielding prankster.
Things don't work out too well for Scott after he meets up with Jason...
Luckily, it appears that Mr. Russell Todd is alive and well and looking damn fine. I, however, look like a dog's breakfast standing next to him in my my "Rocky Horror Balboa" costume.
I am a writer who loves good horror movies.
Horror movies are a safe place for us to plumb the depths of the dark side of the human psyche.
They let us indulge our violent shaudenfreude without anyone actually getting hurt.
Or at least that's what I tell myself to sleep at night.
I am represented by United Talent Agency.
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