Bored Stiff

I'm so tired of sitting at my laptop, but my workload has anchored me to it. This is from an exercise I've just finished where I was asked to describe the same location in two different genres, ignoring any storyline and just focusing on setting the mood. This a small venue, in horror.

The ceiling is covered in some kind of mesh that makes the small room look like it has a thick skin. Everyone is standing inside the stomach of a huge beast that’s swallowed us whole.
The lights flare up the bar, where upturned bottles glug their liquor into glasses and foamy pints thud down onto wood. All the small spills glisten as they slowly find their way to an edge and drip to the floor until someone presses against them and they are stopped and smeared. Corners take their turn to be illuminated – when one is flooded the others lay dormant with only the dull glow of the venue to cast blurred shadows against dark walls. The pulse of the lights makes everything sway as though the beast were running in slow motion as we linger inside it, uncaring that we may emerge somewhere unknown.
The stage is suddenly thrashing; bodies with guitars and microphones weave in an out of each other, hard and fast, and the noise is in everything. It gushes from speakers scattered against the walls as if leads and wires were veins powering us with bloody beats. The violent voice is the like the switch of a blender, revving the crowd until individual limbs and faces become a single indestructible mass.
People stand around this mass as though splattered on the edge of a mixing bowl, their feet held fast to the sticky floor. The air is digesting the sweat and alcohol that seeps from us, song after song, taking from everyone until we’re breathing in something solid and alive, all connected, all working to keep the beast moving.

Lately I've been listening to lots of Every Time I Die, eating more Smart Price food and watching at least one torture themed horror film a day. I think it's safe to say that's shining through in my work.

The reason why I burst and why I bloom

Mowing your loneliness away

True Romance

It's been a long however many days of work and I really want some Thai food. Really, really badly. I didn't eat at all yesterday because my body just refused anymore Smart Price pasta, and I must have been complaining a lot because one of my friends surprised me with an internet ordered food delivery of olives, chips, a burger AND garlic bread. I have about two thirds of it left to heat up later on and that's happiness right there.



I've been watching a lot of films lately as little breaks from typing, and I have to say none have impressed me that much. I enjoyed Revolutonary Road for silly reasons - mostly seeing the Titanic cast reunion. It's essentially a film about a married couple who argue, and not much more goes on. It was more moving than I thought it'd be though, because it shows how a couple can inflict a scarring sadness on each other and still be sure they're meant to be. It leaves you with a hopeless and hopeful taste in your mouth sort of like sweet and sour stirfry.



One afternoon I watched The Craft and Practical Magic because witchy films are best when you want to forget you have 3,000 words to write on historical research methods. My favourite bit in The Craft has always been when they go into the countryside and sit near all the pretty trees in the sunshine - whatever mood I'm in that's never unappealing. Practical Magic is one of my favourite films of all time because it's romantic as hell and basically fights for love despite the worst previous outcomes. Plus it has a sweet soundtrack that I need to remember to buy one day, or more likely download, and also one of my top 10 most wanted places to live.




Others include the Humphrey's Loft from Gossip Girl and Clarence's flat from True Romance (because of the window exit to the billboard sign obviously).

Tea and Toast

I don't love tea actually, but a friend of mine does. Yesterday I realised I have never finished a cup. Tea is like the background music to a film about biscuits or toast - you need it to help make those things go down smoother but on it's own it's not enough. Toast on the other hand is so simple but so nice; I like it well done with butter and marmite.


Currently I'm poor and have started to venture into the Asda Smart Price range. I might have mentioned before that I love food more than anything, so it's hard for me to settle for that crap. I have big plans for when I get my loan though, I'm going to order from this place I've kept the menu for for a while. It's Thai and not too pricey and I have it pinned on my wall to remind me of better days ahead while I'm eating a Smart Price chocolate mousse that tastes like burnt chocolate custard.

I'm very jealous of all my friends who are going out and having fun when I'm stuck in doing all this work. I miss friends from back home in Derby a lot and I'm looking forward to my week there in Easter :)

Taking a Vow of Awesome

I went to see The Lion King on Saturday with my family and it was absolutely amazing. I knew it'd be good but I didn't expect it to be so breathtaking. Rafiki the baboon is one of my favourite fictional characters and the woman who played him was so funny and had the most powerful voice. I had tears in my eyes for a lot of the show :)

I also want to post this little story that I think is really cute and beautifully illustrated -

http://www.stickmans.net/saddestbear/default.html

I would love to be a children's illsutrator, it must be such an uplifting career. At the moment I'm doing quite well in Screenwriting at uni which I'm proud of because I though I'd struggle with that module most of all. My proposal for a short film 'Fir Tree' went down well and I'm currently writing the script for my final project.

I still use paint whenever I'm feeling a bit down or frustrated and it's like cheap therapy.

Totally addicted to Paint

Next stop - a nombulance. Instead of medical care it gives out hamburgers. I have to do something constructive with my time because I missed my uni lecture by accident :(. Luckily it's on prohibition film I think which I studied at A-Level, so it's fine.