Stop thinking about it!



Hey there internets! I’m really trying to get my head in the game lately, but there is just an infinite amount of crap to distract me and I am a weak, milksop of poor impulse control.

Lately I’ve tried to let go of my preconceived process and pursuit of quality writing and said, “Fuck it, let’s just write some retarded shit” and ideas and outlines and dialogue just happened. It’s disconcerting, and I’m already over-thinking it, but whatever. So, while I try relax and not think, I’m also kinda recollecting my philosophy on the craft. But I think I need to really NOT think. If that makes any sense at all.

Anyway, I guess it’s about time I put up something about that short script I and a group of fellas shot back in November. Currently got a rough cut out for scoring, so hopefully a finished product is forthcoming. In the meantime, here’s a montage of footage and some snaps I took on set, while running around like a grumpy spaz:

Nikon D90 Short test film from Erick von Schulz on Vimeo.

Unspeakable

And for reals, I got called out about being quiet and subdued and while I may not be serious about anything else, my attitude while filming is get shit done, have fun later.

10xCSN



It’s way past my bedtime, so how about a good old fashioned conspiracy theory? I was doing some full-bore internet while streaming the debate tonight- keeping up with Fark comments, ebaying, screwing around on Facebook, outlining two plots in google notebook and I stumbled into 10xCSN. Here’s what I’ve gathered so far:

10xCSN = 10 times  Clear Solar Noon. A moment (November 17th 2008 by one account) when all commerce is going to collapse because Earth’s geomagnetic field is about to banana-go-nuts on our radiation protection from the Sun. The Commie’s are involved of course and some sort of New Age hippies. Then there’s a mention on a site, that is somehow more disturbing than commies AND hippies, called Jones and Pickle (no relation). Satellite charts indeed.

Throw coded crop circles in the mix, spice it up with a dash of this week’s predicted alien invasion and smooth it over with the always popular pyramid angle and you end up with something really special.

The beauty of it is, now I don’t have to worry about all that John Titor/cancelled elections jazz. Figures. I finally get something I’ve written filmed (minuscule though it may be) and the apocalypse sneaks up while I wasn’t looking.

Bye, Paul.



What good is color when those baby blues are gone for good?

 January 26, 1925 - September 26, 2008

Took a break from screenwriting…



…only to have screenwriting decide it didn’t want wanna wait for me. New job is a lot of projects at a lot more sustained pace than the old gig. Good, but I still haven’t completely gotten into my comfort zone so there’s still the sense of highwire sans net. Not having a paycheck until the end of the month is adding to that, especially when friends keep waving new iPhones and televisions and computers in my face.
So of course now is when but some sadistic ripple of the universe gives me a chance to maybe, (infinitesimal odds on that maybe, btw), possibly show someone a few pages. Perhaps even something I’ve actually written! Not that any of it’s fit for human consumption right now.

Writing, laundry, iron & reading before bed. Meetings Mon-Thur@ work this week. Talk Like a Pirate Day Friday 9/19. ECU vs. NCSU Saturday 9/20. Arrrrrgh.

Employed!



Starting next week I’m back to the ‘functioning member of society’ standing. I regret that the whole “Summer vacation” opportunity fell apart and that those “how many hours can I stay awake” contests never end as well as I might imagine. On an Olympic Summer, it seems no less than the very minutes of a lifetime ticking by…

So I bought some new sneakers.