November 5, 2016
Yours truly is teaming up with Stage 32 again to bring you a new Stage 32 Next Level Webinar: Mastering Story Momentum: How to Jump Start Dramatic Tension & Pacing.
Here’s the intro clip.
Hope you can make it.
October 30, 2016
This is really fun to me. I posted this photo [which originally featured silent film star Norma Talmage] saying, Oh yez, that is what I want to be. Then I got taunted. So I photoshopped me into the photo.
[I don’t really use Photoshop. I hate Photoshop. But it has become a verb easier to use than, what? Graphics manipulation?]
Bow! Bow! Bow before me, puny mortals! Yay!
September 20, 2016
September 15, 2016
That is right, sports fans, yours truly Max Adams along with Kate Leatherwood from Last Satellite are having a party. We’ll be showcasing Kate’s amazing makeup skills for eyes, my Instantly Ageless, and the fabulous Ambra del Nepal from i Profumi di Firenze. If you are in Austin and feeling like you need some more glam in your life, please RSVP on the Last Satellite Facebook event page so we know to expect you.
September 4, 2016
UPDATE: Well this is annoying. It turns out the Twitter weather accounts are EXACTLY like television cable companies and they say things like “we don’t service your area” because — they don’t “service” your area. So you don’t even go on their maps when they report the weather.
I hate being wrong.
My bad, @NWSFortWorth carry on.
September 4, 2016
September is mildly crazed because I have two weeks off in late August early September between AFW classes to do just about everything I don’t have time to do while AFW classes are in session. So, it’s time off — with no time off.
This is not a bad thing. Part of what I need to do between classes is re-watch movies for classes and such. And also catch up on movies. Oh the horror! [Not really. This is part of the best part of my job.]
August 25, 2016
I get bored talking about me so let’s talk about something more fun.
Let’s talk about my shoes!
[Not really, my shoes are totally fun.]
Online Master Screenwriting Classes in September.
You know I have to do that right? It is sort of my job.
*Also a beginners screenwriting class with Gotham:
Are you still here? Holding out for the musicians?
You so get the prize.
[I am by the way not telling you why they are my favorites. Don’t be nosy. Jeez.]
You’re welcome, Internetz.
Your Shoe Crazy
August 23, 2016
I have been neglecting you.
My sorry. There is a lot going on. Classes. Workshops. Students. Universities. Competitions. Being a judge. And whatnot. A lot. For me personally though? The body is the real thing right now.
Remember when I got hurt back in December 2014? I jumped from a size 4 to a size 8 after that accident. You can’t work out with a head injury. Not to mention a couple cracked ribs and a sprained shoulder and such. I was seriously injured. It took 3 weeks just to be able to stand up long enough to wash the blood out of my hair. That’s how injured I was. Very injured.
When you are that hurt, your job is to heal. Sleep. Eat. Heal. It’s technically a wonder I could even keep showing up to teach my classes. But, I teach online. I could show up — and did.
Now, I’m working my ass off to take off the final pounds after that injury fiasco.
It’s not going all that well taking off pounds. If you’re building muscle replacing fat, weight doesn’t want to go down. Muscle weighs more than fat. For every fat pound you take off, you build up at least two new pounds in muscle. Or three. Or five. It’s MADDENING if you want to lose weight on the scale.
On the bright side, I’ve knocked two inches off my hips.
I know how this works. It’s not the first time I’ve rebuilt the body coming back from an injury. On the other hand?
It’s really time to stop getting injured.
July 26, 2016
Yoga Instructor: Your body will tell you what it needs.
Me: Beer. It’s definitely saying beer.
Yoga Instructor: Your body will tell you what it needs if your name is not Max.
July 24, 2016
A girl —
Standing in front of my balcony raises up her shirt to look at her stomach — a good bit above her stomach. When she drops her shirt she sees me.
“Sorry, I didn’t see you there.”
“I’ve got no beads, sorry.”
“Ain’t that always the way.”
Her dog turns ten tomorrow. I wished her dog happy birthday.