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While attempting to clean my room, a task mostly consisting of sorting a floor covered with scattered papers into many organized piles of papers on the floor, then trying to file them before the cats scatter them again, I came across the following gems:
A quote from some writer at some panel at some convention: "I started out writing a romance novel, but I realized that wasn't going work out after I castrated the hero in the first 100 pages."
On the same page, under the heading "Dark Heroes," my note "Covenant, Seafort-- are whiners worse than murderers?"
A bunch of notes from a production of HEDDA GABLER I stage managed in college. The director was a flaming gay professor of Norwegian descent. He was turning 33 that year and kept moaning that Jesus had died on the cross when he was his age. I gave him a gift-wrapped box of nails for his birthday. Among the notes are:
A floor plan with geometric shapes labeled "Brack's Bath House of Butt Love," "Miss Diana's Conservatory of Music and Whoring," "The White Wuss," and "The Black Pussy."
Notes from a design meeting, which include the director's suggestion that the lighting for Act III suggest an "abortion-furnace."
Notes from a meeting about the script (we were using a new translation written by another professor): "Act IV page 21: Brack: "Miss Diana's a hefty slip of a girl." Is there some other way to phrase this? ({the director} suggests "Miss Diana's a pig.")
Coverage on a screenplay submitted to Castle Rock. The logline is "A hotshot stunt pilot tries to thwart a group of terrorists-- including his wife-- who threaten to drop a plague bomb on Los Angeles." The name of the terrorist/wife is Miles Standish.
A Xeroxed page from another screenplay submitted to Castle Rock (where I was reading scripts). From the top of the page:
BIA: BJ, juew are me hermano juew know, my best friend in the whole world, but juew know I programmed dis shit.
BJ: I ooous-mio chla mang, don't even try it.
Okay, back to work.
A quote from some writer at some panel at some convention: "I started out writing a romance novel, but I realized that wasn't going work out after I castrated the hero in the first 100 pages."
On the same page, under the heading "Dark Heroes," my note "Covenant, Seafort-- are whiners worse than murderers?"
A bunch of notes from a production of HEDDA GABLER I stage managed in college. The director was a flaming gay professor of Norwegian descent. He was turning 33 that year and kept moaning that Jesus had died on the cross when he was his age. I gave him a gift-wrapped box of nails for his birthday. Among the notes are:
A floor plan with geometric shapes labeled "Brack's Bath House of Butt Love," "Miss Diana's Conservatory of Music and Whoring," "The White Wuss," and "The Black Pussy."
Notes from a design meeting, which include the director's suggestion that the lighting for Act III suggest an "abortion-furnace."
Notes from a meeting about the script (we were using a new translation written by another professor): "Act IV page 21: Brack: "Miss Diana's a hefty slip of a girl." Is there some other way to phrase this? ({the director} suggests "Miss Diana's a pig.")
Coverage on a screenplay submitted to Castle Rock. The logline is "A hotshot stunt pilot tries to thwart a group of terrorists-- including his wife-- who threaten to drop a plague bomb on Los Angeles." The name of the terrorist/wife is Miles Standish.
A Xeroxed page from another screenplay submitted to Castle Rock (where I was reading scripts). From the top of the page:
BIA: BJ, juew are me hermano juew know, my best friend in the whole world, but juew know I programmed dis shit.
BJ: I ooous-mio chla mang, don't even try it.
Okay, back to work.
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Hee. (Oh lord that brings back memories of reading Anglocentric tr of Russian plays: "Positively ripping, old man!")