Friday, December 26, 2008

Shitty Films and Bukowski

So, Em and I rented the Other Boleyn Girl and although I've never read the book (em informs me that not only is it horribly OFF both in relation to the book and HISTORY), but is awful. I mean, come on! You got Bana! You got history with kings and queens and adultery that's pretty fucking dramatic and crazy by itself. How could you fuck it up? Ugh. I'm disgusted. I guess if you shoot with semi-natural lighting and everyone speaks with accents and there's a rape scene (btw that never happened in the book, nor history) then it must be edgy and good... But, mmm, Bana looks good.

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But enough of that. I'm gonna read Twilight. Yes, Twilight. I'm close to finishing up Ham on Rye, but I'm taking a break from that to read some teen-angsty vampire stuff.

Speaking of Ham on Rye and Bukowski...as an undergraduate there were many kids who wrote stories like his, only the ones in workshops weren't good, and for that matter Bukowski himself would've been torn apart by workshops...Why? Cause workshops are were egos start colliding with each other, and everyone wants to put the people who are taking leaps and doing something different into the trash can...Well, not all workshops...the last two years have been pretty rad, and before that (as a senior at WWU), there were only a few bad seeds. But the thing about Bukowski is that nothing happens. I mean, stuff happens, but the character almost always turns from conflict, and consequence seems to not affect him. OK. I don't think I'm being clear. Example: Chapter Henry is at his friend's house, drunk, and Henry's telling his friend that he's gonna sex up his mom, but when this mom comes home Henry tells her, and she after saying, he's just a kid and stuff like that, says ok, lets do it. Then Henry says, you're a whore or something like that and leaves. All talk. Maybe that's the best way to say. Bukowski's writing is all talk. It skits around any sort of plot just sort of roves and moves around, and what's important are the characters, the time, and what's not being said.

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I'm obsessed with this new David Bazan song "American Flags." It's amazing. Download it.

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Seattle tommorow for the delayed christmas celebration with my mom.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Christmas Eve...

I just got internet in our apartment. Yes!! No more trudging up to school at 10pm to finish a paper, or reprint something I spilled orange juice on. Plus, I can actually check shit out when I need to. No more waiting till I get to school to check my email. I should've done this in like freaking august, but I waited till now. anyway. It's done.

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Tomm. morning if the snow isn't bad Em and I are heading to MLT for Christmas with my brothers, sister, mother, and others...

That's all I got for now. Gonna do stuff.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Winter Stars...

I just finished reading Larry Levis' Winter Stars. I don't know what exactly to say about it...I wrote an essay about poems that are rooted in a moment/place in time...and winter stars fits that very well. I might post more about it later.

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So, It snowed a lot up here. It sucks. I got a couple days off now. Gonna do stuff I've been putting off. It's gonna be rad. I just uploaded parts of the new lab films website at www.linesandbloodproductions.com well...part of it is up.

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OK. I gotta go home now. Clean. Read. Write. Watch SVU. Clean. and shower. I smell like a million different stuff...I guess that's what I get for working at a soap supply co. Oh, speaking of that. I listening to the get up kids today: four minute mile. Boo yah. Mmmm. Good stuff. Nostalgia.

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that's all for now.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Starting Again

So...I just erased a few posts I had. Not like anyone read them. But, whatever. It had been over a year. I think the last time I wrote I was in california recording an ep with the braille tapes. geez.

Since then, a lot has changed. I'm still writing poetry, and actually plan on heading out east, away from Bellingham, into an MFA program. I'm heading out there with Emily. Thank God she's going, I don't think I could survive on my own. I'm pretty helpless. Since my last post, the braille tapes have toured once more, and plan on recording a full length called "robot meat is murder" which is going to be a sort of box set (cd, dvd, comic, short story, poem, pictures, etc, etc), before we take enter into an extended hibernation. there's talk of them going on without me, but chad's doing his thing and wendelin's doing his thing, and caleb is doing his thing, so I think that's just a lot of hot air. but whatever. I'm stoked to record this thing and move on with our creative lives and real lives and so on.

and since my last post I got a job at a soap supply co. I used to love the smell. now I hate it.

and since my last post I got into grad. school at western. Studied film/fiction/poetry. Thought my thesis would be a screenplay/film, then freaked out over the summer and realized I wanted to write a book of poems. So, I switched and wrote one called "to the chapel of light." I feel better now about everything. God. I was stressed this summer. Ask my friends. Ask Emily.

and since my last post we (lines and blood) have released a collection of writings from local writers called "Fragments of Youth," I have finished a novel called "How we started Bumping" (and I gonna start shopping it...i think), caleb and I wrote and directed a film called "Afraid to Merge" which was official selection at True West Cinema Festival in Boise. Plus two other films (Short End and Gunfights) which are great movies in themselves, plus for the most part we had fun making them.

But a lot has happened. People have grown up, moved on. Some, including me, want different things. Some of us are done with the whole filmmaking thing. Some have accepted it as just a hobby. Some are going to film school or starting to make films as a job. Some have thrown in the cards and settled down for now. Some are waiting for the next project. In the process of all this, I lost some friends. Got some back. Realized that some I thought I lost, I didn't. and that I shouldn't've assumed I had. But things are pretty good, and I'm happy at where I am for more than just my pursuits and creative endeavors...I have one main reason...and right now she's saying that she's surprised I haven't been keeping up on my blog cause I love to talk about myself. God, when I write these things I do feel that I'm just pontificating about myself, yadayada.

But anyway. I'm hoping this will be a regular thing, or semi-regular. We'll see. I hope this is enough to chew on for now. Come back, but give me a good week...Schools on break to so internet time is slow...

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Lately I can't get enough of David Bazan and The Counting Crows. What is it about these bands/songwriters. I cannot get enough ever. People at work get sick of the same records over and over. I don't. I get stoked.

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Oh, and Em and I have watched the Dark Knight like four times since I bought it. So, good. "OS-Cars" all over the screen. But wait. What's with the lack of commentary on the special features. That's fucking bullshit. Seriously. Come on, Nolan. I want to hear what you and your brother were thinking about with the Joker, with Bruce Wayne, where you want to take it? I want my fucking commentary! But enough of that. the flick is so good it really doesn't matter, but I swear if they release a newer one in a month or two with commetary I'm gonna blow a cow!

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bye for now.

ps. the new lines and blood website: http://www.linesandbloodproductions.com

love,
joshua