Dead Like Me?

Let’s review Erin’s emotional state of the past few minutes.

12:00 PM General lethargy. Must not fall asleep at desk. Must at least look like I’m working.

12:03 PM Decides to peruse one of the 8,349 film/TV/entertainment blogs she reads. That will keep me awake for a few more minutes.

12:07 PM Sees that they made a Dead Like Me movie, Dead Like Me: Life After Death. HOLY CRAP! NO WAY! HOW DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS? AWESOMEAWESOMEAWESOME

12:08 PM Comes out in February. Sigh.

12:09 PM It’s directed by Stephen Herek (The Mighty Ducks, Bill and Ted’s Excellent Adventure, Don’t Tell Mom The Babysitter’s Dead). Um…well…maybe.

12:10 PM Bryan Fuller isn’t involved at all. …ugh.

12:11 PM Watches the trailer.

Who’s doing the voice over? That better not be George because it sounds like she lost all awesomeness she had in the series. And what's with the nose thing?
Desmond (a la Lost, otherwise known as Henry Ian Cusick) is in it. Kinda cool.
No Rube. Double ugh.
George’s hair. WTF?
Reggie has grown up. Into an extra from High School Musical? What’s up with her crappy dialogue?
Daisy is played by a different actress. Uh, wuh?
Mason. *smiley sigh*

This has the potential to be the greatest decimation of one of my favorite shows. Let’s all stay tuned.

Here's the trailer for your viewing pleasure (or displeasure)

NaNoWriMo Check In

“Hey,” someone said to me the other day, “it’s the halfway point in NaNoWriMo. How ya doing?”

“WHAT?!” I shriek. “HALFWAY? How did that happen? Why didn’t someone warn me?”

The person backs up slowly (partly to do with my sudden flailing about). “Well, you do have a calendar…”

“Calendar?! A calendar cannot tell me I am half way through November! A calendar cannot kick me in the butt and say ‘get to writing, dummy.’ Whyohwhy can’t someone build me a robot that will remind me daily that I should be writing and zap me ever time I stray from my word document to watch Home Movies on adultswim?” (Best cartoon ever? Methinks yes.)

Needless to say my friend had fled by this point and I was standing in a Starbucks yelling at the barista to give me my coffee because THERE ISN’T ANY TIME TO WASTE! I SHOULD BE WRITING AT THIS VERY MOMENT!

In fact…what am I doing talking to you people?! I have no time to update you on my super-exciting life, awesome thoughts, or hilarious anecdotes. I MUST WRITE.

Seriously. We’re at Defcon One, people. Def. Con. Freaking One..

I will finish my novel this year.

I swear.

Well, I’ll get to 50,000 words at least.

Well, 30,000 is just as good as 50,000. It’s a good solid number.

Okay, am sitting down to write.

…Oooh NewsRadio is on Hulu?

George Clooney Stares at Goats. Pass it on.

Who thought George Clooney could never look creepy/like your uncle Merl who always has food in his mustache?

Raise your hands ...

Yeah. Me too.

Until I saw this,

and hysterical laughter ensued.

"George Clooney dons a man's Farrah Faucet wig and handsome mustache on set for Men Who Stare at Goats. Clooney, Ewan McGregor, Kevin Spacey and Jeff Bridges are starring in the adaptation of Jon Ronson's 2004 novel about the Army’s First Earth Battalion, a group that tries to use psychic abilities for warfare. And the journalist (McGregor) who investigates. The film is shooting in New Mexico right now." [Geek Tyrant]

...so...this is supposed to be a drama?

Yeah, I don't think I can take that mustache seriously.

And I love psychic stories, but aren't movies that involve psychics always pretty lame? (Though I am looking forward to Push because let's face it, action+psychics/people with abilities+Chris Evans=fun. I don't care if its a rip off of Heroes. It's Chris Evans, people. I sat through Fantastic Four 2 for that boy. I have no shame.)

Anyway, let's hope the cast of Men Who Stare at Goats (the impressiveness of the cast is only surpassed by the ridiculousness of that title) can pull it off.

Colbert+Jane Austen=Laughter

Also, NaNoWriMo? Kicking my butt. More on that later. Can't talk. Must write.

Oh, is there an election today? I hadn't heard.

I promised myself I wasn't going to talk politics on this blog but I think we all know who the best candidate is...
If he can plan an attack against a Death Star he's got my vote.

NaNoWriMo 1.1

Actually got some writing done this weekend.

I'm at 7,950 words of the 50,000 I need, but I've just finished the "set-up" at Chapter Five so its looking like this might become epic-ly long.

I've had this world and these characters in my head for a long time and suddenly changed the outline and added a character a couple weeks ago which completely changed everything. Adding that character made some of the other characters strangers to me. They just didn't click anymore but I knew I needed this character. His addition also made me realize this was a trilogy story rather than a series. It's weird how adding one element can completely throw everything you know out the window and yet make everything else fall into place.

I like to keep an outline so I have a vague idea of where I'm going but will throw it out the window halfway through usually. Today I was writing and realized one character was another's older brother halfway through a scene.

Me: "Oh, hello. Who are you?"
Character: "I'm your favorite character's brother. Duh."
Me: "Oh ... uh, you are? Are you sure?"
Character: "Yeah, I'm sure. Didn't you get the memo?"
Me: (Rifles through papers) "No ... no it's not here."
Character: "Well it was sent. I don't know what happened to yours. So I'm here now. Where do you want me?"
Me: (scratches head) "Um, well, over there I guess."
Character: "Cool. Don't give me any crappy lines or vague descriptions because I'll probably become important later, FYI."
Me: "Um...okay." (runs to check outline that has no reference to this character)

It's a funny experience being in control of these characters and yet having no say in what happens.

How are all you NaNo participants' writing experiences so far?

Love is in the Air

I'm currently in love with My Super Hopeless Romance. It's like the drama I create in my head about my life that usually isn't really happening and is all a figment of my imagination until someone gives me the reality check of "Um, Erin, he doesn't even know you exist" and I crash.

And then move on to my next delusion.
Which is many times over a fictional character that 1) either I have created in one of my numerous writing projects 2) is a TV villain (Hey, Sylar, I'm looking at you, buddy)

I'm also digging Twitter, which is updated on my sidebar. I wish I could blog as easily as I twitter, but then you'd get a lot of random junk like updates of me drinking cider, knitting and watching the scene with Sylar and his kid over and over again. (My life is a whirlwind, I know. That's how we do it in NYC)

What blogs are you reading?

PS. HA! I had a feeling it was fiction. I don't care. It kept me entertained/enthralled for a whole afternoon.