WHY DO I KEEP COUNTING?
I didn't get to spend much time on 5 1/2 this week, getting a mere 1,900 words on paper. A couple of movie screenings, that volume of Antique Gift Shop, and the 12-page script for Allred got in the way. No idea what will be done with the latter, but I enjoyed writing it.
Doing two scripts for an unannounced Image anthology, a six-page script by request of an artist, and this one brings my short story count up to four in the last month or so, totally something like 34 comic book pages. I really do enjoy doing those little things.
Anyway, my schedule is totally clear this coming week, plus everyone in comics will be at Comic Con, so it should be pretty much all novel while that's happening. I doubt you'll hear my name spoken at all at the show. I tried to get some decisions made about the book with Mike Holmes, just to see if we could add it to a roster of announcements from the prospective publisher, but never heard back one way or the other on it. Ah, the joys of "no reply."
Unrelated to all that, I have two words for Maggie Gyllenhaal: I'm Batman.
If you ever grow tired of Peter Sarsgaard, I'm totally available. I'll even add a second A to my first name just to fit in. Plus, that whole thing where girls normally have to get over the fact that I'm creepy won't be a problem with you, since, you know, you're married to Peter Sarsgaard.
And, hello, who at American Express has been reading my diary? Because clearly someone got ahold of my private fantasy about my ideal couple to see in a porno movie:
Current Soundtrack: Amityville, Mazzy Star, Christina Aguilera, The Symbols, Thom Yorke
Current Mood: dorky
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