Why do so many multi-writer films stink out loud?
Because writing is solitary. It’s a vision thing. You can’t listen to other people while you’re talking. You can’t explore your vision while others are trying to make you see their vision.
Putting a group of writers in a room is like putting a half dozen cats in a box. Someones going to get f*cked, someones going to get scratched and someones going to wind up curled up in a ball in the corner.
Day Fourteen: To Whom It May Concern
Today’s Prompt: Pick up the nearest book and flip to page 29. What’s the first word that jumps off the page? Use this word as your springboard for inspiration. If you need a boost, Google the word and see what images appear, and then go from there.
Today’s post is brought to you by the Spartan Warrior Workout and the word is:
Today’s twist: write the post in the form of a letter.
(2nd and final of today’s posts from the Marvel Comic Universe)
Today’s Prompt: Write a post inspired by a real-world conversation.
It was a week after I had walked away from wrapping my car around a telegraph pole. I had walked away from a widowmaker without a scratch. On the first frosty day of September seventeen year old me had left early one morning to go to his job in a a hardware store. Woodford is hilly and and some of the roads hug the hills like lycra. To cut a long story short heading down a hill on a curve on the road I hit a patch of black ice spun slowly round and slammed my clunky Ford Orion into a telegraph pole; bounced off and came to rest in the front garden of a man who when he came to the door had the resigned look of someone who was tired of this sh*t.
A week later I got a call from the hospital I’d been driven to. They wanted to talk about my X-ray….
Turns out I was a double jointed and the junior doctor wanted to examine me again for his own interest.
Mum. Was Pissed.
Anyway the story is based on being born different!
(Which today is set in the Marvel Cinematic Universe for kicks and giggles) Continue reading