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Long time, no post [May. 25th, 2009|06:25 pm]
[Current Location |Starbucks]

I know, I know.... I'm a complete failure at the journal thing. It's over six months since I posted an entry.  Mark Twain was right when he said, <i>At certain periods it becomes the dearest ambition of a man to keep a faithful record of his performances in a book; and he dashes at this work with an enthusiasm that imposes on him the notion that keeping a journal is the veriest pastime in the world, and the pleasantest. But if he only lives twenty-one days, he will find out that only those rare natures that are made up of pluck, endurance, devotion to duty for duty's sake, and invincible determination, may hope to venture upon so tremendous an enterprise as the keeping of a journal and not sustain a shameful defeat.</i>

White flag. 


I'd probably have better success in this endeavor if I could journal in screenplay format.  These days, most people I know post to facebook, and the trick of posting a two or three sentence update seems less like a Herculean task than writing a full entry.  In any case, for those of you who do not keep up with me on Facebook (is there any such a person out there?), I've been very busy working on screenplays - both trying to continue to write features and writing short scripts for contests.  I wrote two feature length screenplays last year, one of which is even good.  The other?  Salvageable, though I have no immediate plans to repair it.  I will someday. Anyway, that "career" (unpaid as it generally is) is moving forward slowly, and so far, I've been keeping to my goals of writing at least a screenplay a year.  I'd like to say that I've gotten something filmed, but so far, haven't gotten all that close.  One nice rejection letter from a producer who really liked my script, but didn't think it was right for them in this economy. 

Should have written a screenplay adaptation of an old television series.  That seems to be what's selling these days.  Not that I'm bitter.  Yet.

In any case, as I sit here in Starbucks, squinting into the sunset (I'd switch chairs, but then the sunset would glare off the screen, which would be equally annoying), I have the feeling that I ought to still keep this up, somehow... could just be the nature of Memorial Day, or any three day weekend, in which I go into the weekend thinking I would get great things accomplished, and finish them, without getting as much done as I wanted.  Well.  I still have four hours before I need to think about going to sleep.  I can still write a screenplay in four hours?

Ok, so, not.

As much as I like three day weekends for allowing me to catch up on sleep and novel-reading, I hate them for making me feel like an extra day gives me the ability to be three times more productive than normal.

Would it be really uncool of me to wear sunglasses INSIDE a coffeeshop?  Because sunset=right in my eyes.  Not that it matters since I don't own a pair of sunglasses.  I hate that they make everything look ... dark (I know, I know, they're supposed to.  Doesn't mean I have to like it).

Anyway, having now used the journal to procrastinate working on a short script, I will now return you to your regularly scheduled radio silence.

I'll try to make updates more often.

Or at least post something interesting.

Or post something.
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Actually, I probably need a film icon, but anyway. [Sep. 18th, 2008|02:11 pm]
Screenwriters' Workshop & Sabes JCC Presents
A ScriptNight Reading of a full length comedy
GRAVE MATTERS by Karen Frank

Ally Meier is a reluctant volunteer planning the World’s Most Perfect
Wedding for her sister Dani. What Ally doesn'’t expect is their estranged
gonif father Leo to show up on their doorstep...with a loan shark close
behind. Leo wants a place to hide and a little time to complete a small job
that promises a big payoff.

Leo, an unsuccessful salesman, fled Miami just in time to attend Dani’s
wedding in Parkersburg, West Virginia. He hopes that the “Wedding That Ate
Parkersburg” will be a good hide out for a while. Then his macher sister
Lilah makes Leo an offer he can’t refuse. If he can get their father’s body
moved from the wrong graveyard in Parkersburg to the right graveyard in
Miami, Lilah will pay off all Leo's debts.

Good thing Leo isn't above a little small time crime. Too bad grave robbery
is a felony.

Ally already is juggling her bossy mother, snobbish in-laws, non-Jewish
boyfriend, orthodox Grandfather (who just happens to be the Rabbi) a shy
student of the Talmud, shadchan relatives, and 300 wedding guests. Add Leo,
two scheming ex-football players, the loan-shark enforcer, and one newly
unearthed casket... it’s going to be a madcap wedding that no one forgets.

DATE: Saturday, September 27th • 7:30pm
WHERE: Sabes Jewish Community Center Theater, 4330 South Cedar Lake Road,
TICKETS: $5 (members & students) $10 (non-members and general public)

Sponsored by : Sabes JCC, Screenwriters Workshop, Fredrikson &
Byron, Minnesota Film & TV Board, Screenwriters' Workshop, and
AFTRA/SAG of the Twin Cities
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The Movie! [Aug. 18th, 2008|10:33 pm]
[mood |artisticartistic]
[music |Alison Krauss, "Jacob's Dream"]

Is done, and, if you want to see it, it's online here (if you want to vote for me, that would be cool too, but you don't have to... there are some very good entries):

Mine is "Beam" ... (also a couple of my friends have entries as well, Julie Meyer's "Good Love Rises" (which will make you cry), David Erickson's sci-fi piece, and Chris Durant's topical "Speaking to the Sky."

The rules of the competition were as follows:
4 characters or less,
4 locations or less (one of which has to be the Witches Hat tower),
12 minutes or less,
the theme has to be "Agony and Bliss: Unrequited Love" (not that I've ever noticed much bliss there, but thems the rules).

There was an excellent volunteer cast and crew who put this together for me. So hooray for them!
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BOOOM! [Jul. 2nd, 2008|09:48 pm]
Diary of 4th of July week.

7/2, 9:42 PM. Neighborhood kids start setting off rockets and sparklers.

7/2, 9:43 PM. The cats slink under (and behind) the bed.

I reckon I won't see them again until Saturday.
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Serendipity [May. 8th, 2008|08:26 pm]
[mood |amusedamused]
[music |American Pie]

I'm working in a coffee shop down the road from my apartment-- the better to avoid the lure of BRAVO's Thursday night line-up. This particular coffee shop has a few rooms. In the room I'm in, there's just one other girl, at the next table, working at her computer.

Over the soundsystem, they've just put on a Don McClean album, and it's "American Pie." The counter guy (in the next room) is singing along...

I feel the urge to sing along as well, and I look up and the girl is also singing. "It's contagious," I say.

"Yeah, you can't help but sing along with it."

And suddenly the whole coffee shop is singing "American Pie."
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Wheeee! [May. 1st, 2008|03:30 pm]
[mood |artisticartistic]

I've known about this for a couple of days, but here is the official announcement:
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Announcement [Mar. 14th, 2008|08:04 am]
[mood |surprisedsurprised]

The lutz has landed.

ok, only 2 of about 10 tries, but since I hadn't ever gotten even close to landing it before last night, suddenly landing two clean ones was kind of a shock.
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Well, I have seen every episode... [Feb. 28th, 2008|11:30 pm]

Which sci-fi crew would you best fit in with? (pics)
created with
You scored as Babylon 5 (Babylon 5)

The universe is erupting into war and your government picks the wrong side. How much worse could things get? It doesn’t matter, because no matter what you have your friends and you'll do the right thing. In the end that will be all that matters. Now if only the Psi Cops would leave you alone.

SG-1 (Stargate)


Babylon 5 (Babylon 5)


Moya (Farscape)


Heart of Gold (Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy)


Deep Space Nine (Star Trek)


Bebop (Cowboy Bebop)


FBI's X-Files Division (The X-Files)


Galactica (Battlestar: Galactica)


Serenity (Firefly)


Millennium Falcon (Star Wars)


Enterprise D (Star Trek)


Nebuchadnezzar (The Matrix)


Andromeda Ascendant (Andromeda)

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So who’s the biggest geek? [Jan. 16th, 2008|04:03 pm]
[mood |busybusy]
[music |Star Trek, in head]

Officemates Donovan and Molly discussing that he had finally gotten to the point in his training that he needed no more help from her, he was the Yoda of scheduling. This prompted Donovan to reply in a Yoda voice, “Learned much from you, have I.”

Molly: “Ok, now you’re scaring me. That was too far.”

Work ensues, until slightly later when Molly tells Donovan that he is on a station on “Datooey?.” (Tone of voice suggesting that she didn’t pay enough attention to Star Wars to get the details correct.)

“Tatooine?” Donovan suggested.

Molly replies, “Yeah.”

“Wasn’t Dantooine blown up?” I ask, then realize that isn’t right either.

Molly, quickly, and very matter of fact. “No. That was Alderaan.”

At which point Donovan outs Molly as a geek.

“Oh, yeah, that’s right, Dantooine was where the abandoned base was – the decoy the Princess said in order to get them to not blow up Alderaan.”

“And you call me a geek?” Molly asks, as she leaves.

It’s a good thing she left at that point too. Not five minutes later my cell phone rings. The “Star Trek: TNG” ring tone caused Donovan to almost fall out of his chair laughing.

Hm, I really need some sci fi userpics.
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Heh [Jan. 15th, 2008|11:26 pm]
[mood |amusedamused]

In my cleaning frenzy (guests arriving on Friday), I've been shoving piles and boxes into the closet. It's rather precarious.

It's also really tempting to Mango, who decided to play mountain climber. This upset the delicate balance, causing an box avalanche.

I just watched an orange cat slide to the floor in a pile of cardboard, and land unceremoniously on his rear (no they don't always end up paw side down).

Of course I laughed.

Mango pretended he meant to do that as a prelude to licking his back paws... as I continued to laugh. Then he stalked off, all injured dignity.

Still laughing....
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