Movies Seen This Week
We watched Drag Me To Hell on Tuesday, I believe. I didn’t remember it was a Sam Raimi film until we saw his name in the opening credit. That should have clued me in that it would be fairly campy, as per his modus operandi. However, camp aside (and there was definitely some of that in the later scenes), it was a pretty gory flick in places. Given my stomach is currently not the happiest camper in the world, I learned that I probably should avoid movies where there’s a decided gross factor (old women slobbering on their victims, demon-puke, etc.) at least for a while longer.
Last night, since it finally hit Redbox, we finally saw Clash of the Titans. Given the abysmal reviews it got, including from a friend who saw it in the theatre, I didn’t have much hope. However, I have to say I thought it was fairly decent. Special effects, of course, were far better than the original, Liam Neesam & Ralph Fiennes are a great combination, and who can beat Sam Werthington (Avatar, Terminator: Salvation, and Clash are his biggest hits)? Okay, I can think of a few actors I’d trade Werthington for (Eric Johnson – purely for his value as my image for Jordan, of course ::cough cough::, David Boreanez, and Gerard Butler).
Er, anyway, where was I before I started drooling? Oh, right, Clash. The one thing I said going in was they’d better have a mechanical owl. I won’t spoil it for those few who haven’t seen it and still want to, but they did get the mechanical owl in there. Heh – amusingly done too.
Yeah, I didn’t make it two weeks before I caved and started the rewrite/revision. I gave in last Friday, which is one of the reasons I haven’t been posting this week. I’m just over 100 pages in now, with a few major changes to scenes. The bulk of the writing took place on Sunday where I hit 45 pages revised, but that’s Sunday for you, when I wake up before my child, and get 2 hours+ of him out grocery shopping with daddy, and then his quiet time to work. Most days it seems I’m managing around 10 pages. Ugh. Slow, slow, slow. Yes, I know, people who saw my grumbling about 10-20 pages said it’s pretty good, but I’m impatient. I want this rewrite done so I can spit-polish and get it out to query-dom.
That brings me to my final topic, writer’s depression. It’s really frustrating, and I hit a down-spell the past few days because I saw several people over the past week make the “I got an agent” announcement and here I am still out in the cold. But then, a lovely friend (JC, I love you, can’t wait for the book to hit the shelves) had soothing words, along the lines of “the strongest voices can often have the hardest time finding an agent”, so I take comfort in that. I know I have a fairly strong voice, and I enjoy what I do. It’s not a race, I’m still (relatively) young. I just want my book in my hands. And I want to be able to send Mom a copy before she passes on. I really do. She’s in her 70’s (yeah, I’m in my early 30’s) now and not in good health.
So, I’ll end this with a question: what do you, my loyal readers (I know some of you read on a regular basis!) who are also writers do when the writing doldrums hit?