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Bill Trout and Miss Dewey, after Bill’s made an offer to help her with something: “See you tomorrow?” “I’ll have to go home, take my shoes off, wrap myself up in Mom’s quilt, and think about it.” I goggled at her. “A quilt? Won’t that be hot?” “Oh, no,” she smiled. She held her hands […]

Okay, it’s after pitch practice, and I have a new logline. Two, actually. One is “Hollywood High Concept” and goes like this: So Spider Robinson and Kurt Vonnegut go to a bar and decide to write a story about aliens, and that’s Alien Blue. I’m supposed to say that first. And then: Anyway, after this

Ray and I went to the exhibits at the 24th National Space Symposium last week. I could go into detail, but I can sum it up accurately by saying it was the Farm and Home Show of Outer Space. Ray came home with a bag of swag and I got to say, “I work for

I’m working on my short Alien Blue descriptions tonight to prepare for Pitch Practice tomorrow. Here’s the Who/What/How (Who tries to do What How?) formulaic version: After helping hide an escaped interstellar criminal for the past sixteen years, a New Mexico bar owner plays one last gambit to save his town and the alien–by erasing

Here’s a good article on writing “log lines,” or very short descriptions of your work. It’s written to focus on screenwriting but works for fiction, too.

I have this version of Nine Inch Nail’s “Only” at the top of my writing playlist. Much like Dark Side of the Moon and The Wizard of Oz, the song and a short Casper cartoon have been lined up. I’m becoming less definedAs days go byFading awayWell, you might sayI’m losing focus… “Skin and Bones”

It’s days like these that make me appreciate the fact that Ray gets sick a lot less often over the flu season than she used to. Poor bebe.

I finally got the bugs worked out of the Alien Blue plot. At least, in theory. I have: a two-sentence description, a four-page full summary, and a timeline. I had been using the sticky-note layout to try to work out the timeline, but there were too many things to keep track of, so I put

anamnesis: a recalling to mind Platonism. recollection of the Ideas, which the soul had known in a previous existence, esp. by means of reasoning. –You know, I’d completely and ironically (or appropriately) forgotten about this word.

So I’m trying to patch up some plot holes and I decide the bartender’s father, an atheist who ends up trying to recreate the crucifixion (dying in the process), went nuts during WWII in Czechoslovakia while he was being hidden in the basement of a Catholic church (he was a commie, and the Nazis [right-wing]