Friday, November 7, 2008

Monday, November 3, 2008

Grandma's Secrets



I have been playing around with an idea for a new story, a television show to be more specific that kinda revolves around my Grandma and her secrets. My Grandma had a lot of secrets, I know this. I used to live with her for two years and prior to that, hung out with her on the weekends and she always had a trick up her sleeve. I realized that these where resonating thoughts that I had of her and how much fun it would be if I embellished them tad. And then I thought, well, if I was to exaggerate those tidbits, why not exaggerate all the tidbits and wouldn't that be entertaining. These of course are not exaggerations, yet.

When I would spend time at her house, there would always be an instance that we needed money for something, like, dinner at McDonald's or a trip to Toys' R US or a new video game at the Price Club. Acquiring that money with my Grandma was always an adventure, an adventure to get a treasure, that we had just discovered we wanted. There were always the usual suspects starting with the mail, because there was always, somebody, sending my Grandma money, don't ask me who. I suppose a story for another time but always somebody or something puttin' some cash, in an envelope and sending it her way, it was rather amazing and honestly never got old. The walks to the mailbox on the days we were searching for money always seemed, no, were exciting!

If something had sabotaged our attempts at the mailbox center to procure money, then it would be on to option 2, which would be to scour my Grandma's condo for loot. She always knew where she had hidden her money but she would let me search, giving me clues to where things might be, until steering me in the wrong direction wasn't fun anymore. Once she had enjoyed her little game, she would go to one of her many incredible spots, my favorite always being inside the seams of the curtains, no, that shit, is original gangster shit there. You are hiding your money from the police when you are sewing that shit up, GANGSTA! She would unsew the curtains and, Walla! There it was, some money for our treasure, it was awesome!

If for whatever reason those two ways were empty or exhausted, well then, we would have to go talk to somebody, which was always fun. Grandma would put me in the car and we would drive, for what seemed like hours but was really only about 15 minutes, until we reached a restaurant, an apartment, a bus stop anywhere, somewhere that I didn't know, but she did. When we got out of the car there would always be a different person, but they all knew Grandma and evidently, they knew my late Grandfather as well, as apparent to comments they would make to me as the were pinching me cheek or smacking my face. After the pleasantries the person would hand my Grandma a small envelope with a little bit of money in it. I would always wonder who was that person? Why are they doing that? What is going on? But she always made it seem so smooth , so fun, so much like an adventure.

When my Grandma died I could only think about the happy times, and as the time has passed, I think about them more, and how special they were, and how special she was. How she made everything so amazing and so magical as impossible as that seems. And now I feel her memory motivates me, to be what she saw in me, and I hope she will be part of my journey. I hope by living up to what I am supposed to be I can show the whole world how special she was to me. I love you Grandma.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

STRATEGIZE



I figured I would establish a written plan of attack for the month of November, you know, so that I could, keep myself motivated. Step one, write on this stupid page everyday, at least this month, so that I can get into the habit of consistently writing daily - again. Even though this is a cheesy post, it is a post none the less. Beyond writing , on this Blog, I must cultivate viable stories and concepts for future projects. This is the list of Projects I will attempt to work on this month, hopefully I will choose a couple or even maybe a few to pursue and brainstorm enough of the rest to be able to return to them at any time.

Please realize that some of these ideas are more fleshed out than others. I will put them down in the order of specific interest and not necessarily the order in which I have the most thoughts, or maybe they are I don't know.

IN THE BEGINNING; it is a story of the Devil and what happened before the creation of humanity and what took place in the events before he was cast out of Heaven. I pretty much have the plot and have almost completed the emotional story arc for the characters. I have a lot invested in this story, it has been in my head for about 7 or 8 years and have always been too scared to write, thinking a was never ready and my skills not fine tuned enough, but when will you ever be ready for anything.

The Story of Pep and I; it's a personal story about the beginnings of my marriage. Many people have suggested writing it but I have always felt it to soon. But like the latter when is it ever the right time, I guess, when you are ready, is the right time. It's a great story very emotional and sordid, the stuff Hollywood is made of. I have a few ideas for it, like telling the story out of order and setting up a third act that is full of answers to questions we have been leading up to through the whole second act. It's hard to explain but It could be very compelling and building the need to know what happened with the audience could be quite fun.

Tentatively titled: Ghost World (will change) I am a big Ghost Hunters fan but it definitely walks the line of seriousness and ridiculousness. I think it would be hilarious to delve into this world, mockumentary style, and then turn it into a full blown horror with moments of comedy peppered in. Rival ghost hunting organizations compete for the title of the ultimate ghost hunters at a secret competition that turn out to be more than they expected.

Holy Shit; it basically is my slant on religion. Again, coming from a cynical point of view but filled with undertones of hope, I have been mulling this idea for sometime now. A few years back I become obsessed with a religion due to it's absurd ideas and from that point on I have always felt that there was a screenplay in that topic. I have a few plot points and a few emotional arcs but it is basically pretty raw, this of course does not mean that I could not bust out a script for it.

Hacksaw; one of my early mentors in writing the late Ed Jones led an amazing life. The prize of his writing collection was his autobiography Hacksaw. It is an amazing book and for some reason the movie could not ever be made. Most of his post prison life was revolved around getting this project made, he wrote a version, Ron Sheldon wrote several version but for some reason the film never got made. I of course have a few subtle ideas for the script that I think would surely differentiate it between any other previous versions. I have always wanted to adapt this for the screen, but again fear has ruled my thought process doubting my ability to tackle such a great story.

I have a few more ideas, a Television show called 99 boxes, a movie titled Revolution and a pipe dream, Madden the Movie.

My mission, pick three of these and make it happen, for me, for the country, and for the overall benefit of mankind!