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My head’s ready for bursting.  I’m working on some sketches right now for Friday, to send away to a new news/cultural sketch show which will be on the radio to see if they want to give me a job.  I love the idea of sitting about in a staff room, reading newspapers and making fun of stuff for a living.  But in reality it’s quite difficult to write a good sketch.  Something not redundant or overdone and most of all funny.  I think I’d really enjoy it and be good at it, but I need to get my shooting boots on.  I like to derive a lot of comedy from specific dialects and “patter” – but that’s not really an option in a nationwide thing.

I’ve formulated a few ideas.  Some that could actually be good enough to send away, and some not (a send-up of Oscar speeches last night… I feel too good about Kate Winslet winning to be snarky and bitchy about it re: shampoo bottle.  Surely we all did something similar?)

Few notes on current TV:

24:  Long since abandoned.  Season 6 was terrible and 7’s not that great.  Watched first four or five episodes while doing the ironing and I really have thrown in the towel.

Gossip Girl:  Not been on in a month or whatever, but still pleasing me.

Heroes:  Last episode I watched was when Elle died.  It wasn’t wholly intentional, but it was just too, too awful to continue.  I don’t even miss it.

L Word: Jenny’s a crazy bitch, half the characters annoy me and the writers are gonna fuck with my TiBette again:  Frustration is nothing new with this show.  Just 2 episodes left – ever - and Lucy Lawless in the finale.  That’s something to look forward to.

House: Gagging hard on the Foreteen but House has been watch-able.

Dollhouse: Was so very not impressed with the first episode.  SO very not.  And it’s Whedon.  And Eliza – wtf is wrong with me?  From prostitution (well that’s how I choose to see it when a millionaire purchases Eliza Dushku for the weekend, implants her with a bondage tendency personality and then wipes her afterwards once his time has expired) to paedophilia.  The second one is sitting on my hard drive and I cannot bring myself to watch it.  The concept – which sounded interesting when first announced – seems ridiculous and vaguely disgusting.  I know Buffy the Vampire Slayer sounded dopey from the outset – think way, way back before you’d even seen it – the name was awful.  But the show was so brilliantly crafted it didn’t matter – it just made it all the more endearing.  If Firefly got cancelled, but this stays on the air then the masses really do have no taste.

I don’t think I even bother with anything else anymore.  TV has not been stellar.  Even the last season of Weeds blew.


Ach.  Back to the drawing (sketching) board.  I am so very not funny…

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Tis been a busy week, most of it boring.


But on Tuesday/ Wednesday morning I did finish (the first draft which runs at over 2 hours) of my play – Huzzah!  I had the usual loopy, sleep deprived day after in which I loved everything and the world seemed infinitely better.  I’ve sent it out to a few friends for feedback and after that I’ll fix and polish and then will use it to try in vain to convince theatre people that I can write and that they do want to pay me for the privilege. 


Also entered a competition with an old play which my old tutor feels I have a good shot at.  I had to fit specific criteria – 3 characters, living urban or rural Scots dialect and under an hour – So I sent in the play I often consider to be the bastard spawn, if I were to look at my various works as children.  I don’t know why I consider it the let down and the bastard spawn because I actually enjoy it when I read it, instead of squirming.  Perhaps I feel that way because it’s fairly crude and the plot isn’t overly taxing (read: simple).  I didn’t do the extreme planning and research I usually do, because it didn’t really call for it.  I wanted to have a go at writing about male friendship because I’m usually quite female-centric ;)


We’ll see though.  I have a feeling that this competition might be trying to find a Sunset Song-y type of play, about fucking farms.  Urgh.  I feel like poking my eyes out when I read that genre in Scottish literature.  So perhaps two Edinburgh boys who play computer games, worship football and argue about which Disney film was the last great Disney isn’t what they’re looking for.  There’s more to it than that, but most of the disgusting humour comes out of those two.


Here’s a movie which a highly, highly recommend you see: Boy A.  Terrific.  It’s British movie about a youth murderer who gets his life together after release with the help of his social worker.  Moving, horrifying, so, so well written and dare I say beautiful?


And here’s some opinions on the start to some TV shows – Heroes, Fringe and House.  I have been watching other stuff – Gossip Girl which I’m fairly happy with (zee014 : I thought of you during this weeks hockey skirt wearing scene – I’m still working on those Lively legs).  And I have seen Grey’s, but not sure I want to comment on it yet.

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My writing is atrocious.  Really, absolutely.  Being without a computer yesterday because the battery died and having a night in dedicated to working meant going caveman style.

Pen.  Paper.  *shudder*

I do plan things out on paper, make notes, I have special pens for different parts of process - I am a geek.  I have a special red pen which I attach way too much significance to and will have to give up writing altogether when it runs out to become a waitress who sings on bar-tops instead.

I can't write prose ye Olde Way.  Dialogue, scene plans, research, characters notes - I prefer on the page.  But prose?  I write too fast and do too much jiggery-pokery crap to make anything ink-written look like anything other than a complete and total state.

I started a fic night before last when the buggered cable was still mildly working and was dying to continue it last night.  Since it wasn't going to happen I tried to get together with some people but everyone's working/tired/boring.  I tried going for a walk to clear my mind but when I came back I just held the lifeless laptop in the dark - only for several minutes.  It's not like I'm pathetic or anything.

So what am I trying to do now?  Decipher the crap that I've written.  Sigh.  I'll just give up and write a saucy McGonagall/Ron fic instead.
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New layout. Was trying to upload a spiffy mood theme but it went tits up. Bloody ftps and the like.

Up to all the usual crap. Been writing again, which is good. Writing of the wrong kind though-fic, not plays. Goddamnit. I'll get there. Should start dissertation.

Just got rejection email from the BBC. How rubbish. Feeling a little crushed by the stress of what im going to do next year (and now, more the point. Godfuckingdamnit)


Going to write some more fic, just to keep my mind of complete total and utter impending doooom


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