Because I’m really enjoying it. In case you are already befuddled as to what I’m refering to… it is writing… again. Be it with this blog or with my other creative projects. It has become fun once more. Kinda like running onto an old friend you haven’t seen in eons and re-engaging in shenanigans once again that make you both laugh your heads off at.

Tis true I took an extended sojourn from it. Hardly even updating this blog in all that time. Sure there was a smattering of posts on the odd occasion but that could not compare to my output from a few years ago. In fact, I often used my blog as a medium to satiate the need for creative output. Remember that?

I don’t think I’m alone in this...

Yep, I completed the first screenplay for my next trilogy yesterday. This trilogy will be called “Death & Money” and the title of said completed screenplay is “Los Musicas Muetos”.

Unlike my last (Love & Death) trilogy, which took about a year and a half to complete, I’m aiming to get this all done within a 2-3 month period. A challenge? You betcha… especially for a no budget production.

On the upside… and unlike my last trilogy (Did I already mention my last trilogy?)… I have all the stories for this one already lined up. So, now it’s just a matter of committing them into script form. One down and two to go.

I guess this sort of explains the increase in blog activity over here, eh? Yep, I do use blogging as a form of warm-up to my writing day...

I’m a little addicted to this game. (Click the pic to go to it.) I was a lot addicted a week ago when I first came across it and spent hours playing it. I don’t do that anymore… though I do find myself playing at least one full game daily.

I’m not a gamer… never have been. The last time I threw myself into a computer/online game was years ago. Heck, the first game I ever played was in the old days of DOS. “Leather Goddess Of Phobos“… that’s what it was called… and it was the text based version. The last visual game I played was “Leisure Suit Larry“… when it first came out. In computer time… that was eons ago. There was a time I would play 3 rounds of “Freecell Solitaire” as my warm-up to write plays though even this hardly qualifies me as a gamer.

So, what appealed to me about this pr...

I am. I’ll freely admit it. I’m not unique in this. There are millions out there… probably even you are a binge watcher. Go ahead, it’s time to come clean so admit it already! I’ll promise not to tell your better half that the “honey-do” project wasn’t completed because you were bug-eyed glued to a “Mad Men” marathon.

I stopped watching regular TV years ago. My slide down this slippery slope of binge watching began when they started putting out DVD box-sets. (On a side-note… I was never a binge watcher when they put out VHS box-sets. I’m not quite sure why either.) Then, with vast improvements in online video streaming (and “other means” of… um… acquisition) this deal with the binge Beelzebub was set in stone.

My viewing habits are wide and varied...

I need one. Yes, I’m currently in the process of cobbling one together.

“A creative schedule? Is there such a thing?”, you might ask.

The short answer is… yes & yes.

The romantic notion that folk create out of thin air at their own whim and fancy is a patently false one. Creating is work and one has to treat it that way… at least if one is to get anything accomplished.

So, it includes things like deadlines. Yes, the dreaded “D” word. Without deadlines nothing would happen. Well, OK… a lot would happen… except for the work at hand.

There are two schedules  I’m in the process of putting together at the moment. The macro and the micro.

The former deals with the number of projects I want to accomplish this year. That magic number is 5. Ambitious, I know...

Her name is Melody Gardot. I was initially introduced to her music when one of her songs was featured in the soundtrack of something I was watching.

Of course, my first reaction was, “Is this the case of a ‘one song wonder’ or is there more?” I started searching and there was more… much more. “She’s the goods!”, as a friend of mine would say.

In my humble estimation her songs/compositions have a strong sense of melody (a facet that always scores high marks from me) and their delivery exudes just the right undertone of subtle tension to keep it interesting.

Personally I’ll admit to also feeling a “creative kindredness” because (like me… at least I’d like to think so) Ms. Gardot also explores and dives into different genres unabashedly while still retaining her own voice...

Perhaps the passage of time and the knocks along the way has something to do with it. Perhaps my tastes have widened with greater exposure. Perhaps the vim, vigor and absolutism of youth that raced through my veins has given way to the onset of early (male) menopause and senility.

Whatever the case… here I am.

Looking back, I was a snob about… well, everything. The arts, politics, decorum, and food… just to name a few.

I remember critiquing a dish an old girlfriend once made… while gobbling it up. It was a well meaning and constructive critique… but a critique nevertheless. Not exactly conducive to scoring romantic points for rest of the evening...