September 9, 2014
I’ve got writers flipping out over not placing in the Austin Film Festival screenplay competition.
Just stop it.
THE PURPOSE OF SCREENPLAY COMPETITIONS IS GET READS AND GET SOLD AND GET THE MOVIE MADE.
Do you need to win a competition to get a script read, a script sold, or a movie made?
September 8, 2014
September 5, 2014
Let’s do a round up of September, the month that is likely going to keep me running pretty hard here through November.
AFW September classes are right around the corner. These are online accelerated master classes in screenwriting. Classes roll open September 16th.
There are still seats open in the AFW clsses but not for long. Once classes roll open on September 16th, registration rolls shut. Go sign up.
I’m teaching an online beginning screenwriting course with Gotham Writers also rolling open September 16th. I don’t teach beginning classes very often. If you’ve ever thought about getting your toes wet, now’s the time. Hit that baby.
The Gotham class still has seats open but they are filling fast.
Come October, I’ll be at the New Orleans Film Industry Expo. If you’re at the Expo, stop by and say rawr!
Did I leave anything out? Probably. Maybe you should hit the PushUp Social Page. How do you do that, you ask? Check the newsletter. It is in there.
August 27, 2014
Once upon a time in a galaxy far far away —
I am in a bar with a girlfriend.
We are both on the dance floor when I see a guy dump something in my friend’s drink at our table.
I grab a server, “A guy dumped something in my friend’s drink.”
He is blank.
“Blank Guy, get your manager.”
The manager shows.
“A guy dumped something in my friend’s drink.”
Manager Guy says, “What do you want me to do about it?”
Think about that. “What do you want me to do about it?”
I tell him what I think he should do about it.
Club security forces are gathering — and not looking for a man dosing girls’ drinks. They’re looking at me.
Then the guy I am pointing out across the room pours something in another girl’s drink.
The difference between me getting thrown out and the guy dosing girls’ drinks getting thrown out? Ten seconds.
This is the world I live in. I know that. I am “the problem” a lot. And I am going to be the problem again now. Because the press is hyping “nail polish to avoid being raped.” And I am pissed off.
“Dear girls, here is some pretty pink nail polish, wear it and maybe you will be saved from rape”?
Are you fucking kidding me?
One more message: Be pretty, be demure, be quiet, don’t make waves, just put on this pretty pink nail polish?
I don’t want to put on pretty pink nail polish and be demure.
I want to see people raging through city streets with torches and pitchforks hunting down and killing rapists.
It is time for this world to understand the problem is not girls and the answer is not nail polish.
The problem is rapists and the solutions at the top of my list are castration and death.
PS: Dear Rapists: I am armed. And it ain’t with nail polish.
August 27, 2014
August 26, 2014
August 24, 2014
I stopped over on ScriptChat tonight. It’s a Twitter thing, everyone hits one website [the ScriptChat website] and then chats it up and the site automatically adds a hashtag, #scriptchat to the conversation. Which all plays out on Twitter like Twitter comments.
[If you are not on Twitter, that will all be Mars speak to you. Sorry. Maybe you should get out more. Hmm.]
Sometimes there are guests. I have been a guest. This scriptchat there was no topic or guest, but I had a Sunday night off and thought I’d go see what people were talking about.
They were talking about “prep work.”
Oh sweet Holy Fucking Jesus. Seriously? Prep. Work?
Okay, creatives, let me put this plainly and succinctly. Artists and writers do not do “prep work.”
Busboys and busgirls in restaurants do “prep work.” Lower level chefs do “prep work.” 8 AM bartenders do “prep work.” Folding napkins, polishing silverware, slicing up limes? That’s “prep work.”
Screenwriters don’t do fucking “prep work.”