December 17th, 2011


Sun and Moon clock

Sun and Moon clock
17th December, 2011 © blanket sin – "Sun and Moon clock"

What is my definition of blogging, anyways?

My blogging style has changed. At first I wanted to try uploading sketches and funny cartoons so that my illustrations would resemble actual syndicated comic strips as seen in your local newspaper.

In fact, the picture of my notes containing rough stage of 2nd act conceptualization is uploaded where all my drawings were kept and linked to my lj account. But what does that have to do with anything that this entry is about? Simply, that I don't care about the idea of journalistic accuracy as much as I try to focus now on creative screenwriting. Before the change, I would upload my amateur doodles and arrange them with dummy text, although the placement text I was using was coming out of my head. I would just type whatever came to my head for the sake of filling the space next to the cartoon, as though it were a copy of a page from a newspaper/magazine. That's probably the closest I ever came to flirting with journalism, though I have been wanting to write stuff for publication on technorati dot com.

My handwriting in the picture Collapse ) is done in Sutterlin (sütterlin). It's a pain in the ass to read, but it giveS me some semblance of really publishing stuff I write. When I translate the handwritten text to keyboard, I tell myself "There. Published!" because I wouldn't expect anybody else to try to decipher this forgotten form of the alphabet.

The photograph above is where I brainstorm my ideas. It's so peaceful and inspiring. I must remember to turn the picture 90° sideways.



This is the bookmark I'm using for last templar. It's an airline ticket, but not mine. The reason I know this little ticket will work to hold my interest in the book is at the time I found it, I was so obsessed with a Florida based perfume business called spao body or spao apotecharia


my freaking work station

Desk is Complimentary of my niece, god bless her. She graduated Santa Barbara and got rid of her desk (out of frustration, my guess)


My other desk us cluttered with my freaking bills.

I know I said I was inches from completed with the screenwriting project, and I am. It's all in my head, though. Got to get it down on paper and fine tune. Taking a break here with new friend. Hoping it develops into something more meaningful. This is fun.