Thursday, March 4, 2010

just call me abraham linkin'

Guess I'd better link my website from here, or else I'll never find it again. Best part? It links right back here! Tremendous.


Tuesday, March 2, 2010

i'd hammer out danger

Believe it or not, my Adfreak job nets me a lot of hate mail. Some people DO NOT LIKE their disposable corporate propaganda being skewered by some punk on the Internet who thinks he's media. So color me shocked when I get something from a reader who isn't pointing out what a myopic asshole I am. He said, among other things, the following: 

Nice Freak on the UK cyclists safety spot. Had no idea who Walter Hill was, but you made me Wiki him up. (The name still doesn’t mean much to me—not a big Deadwood fan—but so what?) Point is, there really is likeable quality to this spot, and I wouldn’t have seen it without you pointing it out. Thanks.

Walter Hill, it should be known, has more on his resume than Deadwood. He was also part of the braintrust behind The Warriors and Streets of Fire, both of which have gritty, neon-lit urban settings. The latter film has Willem Dafoe in leather overalls too, which may or may not entice people into seeing it. I highly recommend both movies, though.

Oh, and here's a link to my write-up of the UK cyclists safety ad, just so people know what I've been talking about.

Monday, March 1, 2010

i got a letter in the mailbox today

Added a little something to my About page just now, noting my successful participation in NaNoWriMo last year. I've briefly mentioned the resulting novel in previous posts - mostly by complaining about the tiresome editing process - but to throw out a little more detail, the working title is Only the Dead May Use the Bathroom, and it's set at a university for clowns and mimes. It clumsily touches on, among other things, how members of a voluntary subculture struggle with acceptance from people who, sometimes rightfully, don't understand or appreciate them. There's also a hint of what happens to once-popular cultural phenomena when they fade into the circular firing squad of academic study. My hope is to beef up some of these themes, as well as play with the writing itself more and expand a couple of characters whose development fell victim to word count and deadline.

More later; sadly, I must return to the freelancer's lot of hassling people who owe me money.