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Singular Lateshift grazing in an open field.

 
  

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Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
00:05 / 08.08.07
It's one of those dingy days where it doesn't quite have the decency to rain and I feel rather isolated in my distant apartment. Transcribing fiction from paper to pixel. Doing the dishes and cooking dinner. Is it too early for lateshift? I've seen earlier. Either way, the lith seems sluggish and might accidentally fall over, crushing villagers.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
00:07 / 08.08.07
Late enough, I guess.
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
00:08 / 08.08.07
Things any better in Stoatopia?
 
 
This Sunday
00:25 / 08.08.07
Stoats, your - even tentative as it was - Gives Me a Happy post gave me a bit, too. Just so you know. Hope it's gone out of the tentative stage into fullblown, if not happiness, pleasantness.

I'm having one of those weird days where I think I should know more men in real life. Which, then makes me feel guilty, like I'm saying my friends aren't good enough or measuring up.
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
00:38 / 08.08.07
Whyfor do you feel the lack of manhood, Decadent?
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
00:41 / 08.08.07
Feeling better than yesterday, anyway. And I've come to the realisation that the ENTIRE POINT of being at work is so you can argue with your boss and take out all your frustrations about real life in an artificial setting. Kind of.

Why more men? There doesn't really need to be a balance, does there?
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
00:47 / 08.08.07
Yeah, that's usually how I feel about dealing with the public, Stoats. It's funny, how many situations people spend playing out the problems of their life in miniature.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
00:49 / 08.08.07
Yeah, it's weird. It only occurred to me about half an hour ago that all the angry emails I've been sending about work stuff (which, to be honest, I've never really given too much of a shit about) have been strangely therapeutic.
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
00:50 / 08.08.07
I'm very envious of the people that can leave work stuff at work and leave life stuff at life.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
00:51 / 08.08.07
Well, it would appear I can do one but not the other...
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
00:54 / 08.08.07
I tend to be better at leaving life stuff away from work, not the other way 'round. Which sucks, because I don't care enough about my job to want to keep all that stress in my head.
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
00:58 / 08.08.07
I think worrying about work when I'm at home would drive me absolutely insane... although sometimes being at work is a welcome distraction from other stuff, 'tis true.
 
 
This Sunday
01:01 / 08.08.07
My work life ends up being unnervingly personal.

I guess, after getting four or five calls today from friends, all women, at least three of them asked me again to explain for men in the universal, which is (a) implausible, and (b) something I'd not be particularly good at doing for any group whatsoever. This sort of thing happens often enough it just creeps at me with a suspicion that if I knew more men, they wouldn't be asking me to define X aspect of men, or X aspect of women. Which, evidence has shown not to be likely, but it's a sort of fantasy that floats back into my brain every so often.

And for once in my life I'd manage to, naturally and without preplanning, say 'another guy' instead of 'a guy' and 'a girl' instead of 'another girl.' The little things, which don't mean a thing, and can't even be a proper gender crisis, they're just semantic tics picked up along the way, y'know?
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
01:03 / 08.08.07
As you say, being asked to explain for any group as a universal is always going to be a bit shit. It would always be a bit shit no matter how many you knew of whichever. It's a no-win situation.
 
 
This Sunday
01:14 / 08.08.07
True enough. Still, my brain won't stop whispering to me that only a slight adjustmen of some scale would tip the hand into a win situation. Just haven't figured out which scale or the measure yet. You're quite sensible, Stoatie, it must be said.

Oughtta be a limit on how many maudlin rumination days I get in one year.

Meanwhile, work is actually picking up. One gig's just had all the new pages approved with - for now - no changes requested. Another, well, let's just say I'm glad our morality/ethics contract was drafted up by a gay leftwingy wiccan, because it's the bigoted types who're suffering from it, being gagged and put off from the fore, and I get to do that rare thing and use the work to talk openly about things I'm interested in seeing when I'm on the customer end.

Didja ever finsih your draft, Papers?
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
01:26 / 08.08.07
Five more notebook pages to transcribe, which I aim to do now. Then I have to figure out how to approach the second draft.
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
01:28 / 08.08.07
(while watching Firefly at the same time)
 
 
This Sunday
01:38 / 08.08.07
Hope you let it sit for a while, before tackling the rewrite. Let it all marinate and become it's thing. I've dug what you've posted as teasers, so I hope it's not too dramatic in its changes, though.

I got the murder onna boat thing working pretty good. Stripped out virtually everything already there and turned the info-dumps into a conversation about petty jealousies, putting on stoic serious faces with other people, behind closed doors, a pillowfight and a hairbrushing. And then, while the guy's relaxing, picking out the representations of moonlight and magnolias in the ornate ceiling, the woman is shot with the little poison dart; dies without him even noticing, just excitedly pointing out how this arc and that inset jewel make a flower or a cloud.

Which is weird when you consider the draft I was handed was mostly pratfalls, anger, and half-hearted sex jokes with the death right up front and un-mysterious in any way. The only reason anyone was upset with the murder was because it interfered with their plans. Got a note back from the producer, saying it made him cry at two in the morning, so I figure, under the circumstances, that's a good thing.
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
01:48 / 08.08.07
I like unnoticed murders in stories and movies...sounds good. Very delicate.

And yeah, I'll let the thing marinate for a few days. The next draft is more about fleshing things out, adding descriptive detailing, experimenting with letting other characters, like our beloved Templechurch, have (1) more screen time and (2) maybe some point of view time. At least as an experiment. Then I can start looking at the structure, see if I can resequence things.
 
 
This Sunday
02:10 / 08.08.07
More Templechurch = unequivocal good. And, I like multi-PoV fiction, too, so hope that works out well enough to keep.
 
 
Hallo, Paper Spaceboy
02:19 / 08.08.07
I do too. I really enjoy writing roving limited omniscient POVs that helicopter along, zipping through people's heads. I'm not entirely sure that would work in this story, but I definitely want to pull in more points of view if I can.
 
 
Saint Keggers
00:50 / 09.08.07
Anyone?
 
 
This Sunday
01:11 / 09.08.07
I'm debating on cold pizza or going to bed, actually. But there's a lateshift, so pizza it is. How's by you, Venger?
 
 
STOATIE LIEKS CHOCOLATE MILK
01:13 / 09.08.07
I'm here, but we've been banned from using the internet at work tonight (we have people from the newspaper licensing agency in, and have to make a good impression for some fucking stupid reason), so I may not be very soon. I'm just bored shitless at the moment and the boss isn't looking.
 
 
Saint Keggers
01:16 / 09.08.07
I's good DN. Just had a long heart to heart with a friend and Im in an amazing mood. Unless ofcourse she's lying to make me feel better.

Well Hi Stoats, while you're here!
 
 
whothehell@where?
01:18 / 09.08.07
what the fuck are you people, poeple, i smoked so much weed i cant spell people, that looks wrong

what the fuck is the late shift, been looking at this for years and cant figure it out
 
 
Papess
01:20 / 09.08.07
It's as realtime as we get, whothehell.

Hello everyone.
 
 
Saint Keggers
01:20 / 09.08.07
M.O.!!!!
 
 
This Sunday
01:26 / 09.08.07
what the fuck is the late shift

It comes in shifts. They're always later than they used to be. (It's a chronological thing.)

I'm having a better day than I thought I was going to, considering I only got about three hours sleep this morning. Alternating the evening between whisky and Mountain Dew and two kinds of 'za which cost night onto nothing with a very lucky coupon.

Got two new requests for my own material, for lit journals, which is always nice. Unless it's a neonazi publication or something, but that's not likely.
 
 
Saint Keggers
01:27 / 09.08.07
'za?
 
 
Papess
01:28 / 09.08.07
Mountain Dew, you are braver than I am DN.
 
 
Saint Keggers
01:31 / 09.08.07
Any recomendation for something that goes good with Dr. Pepper?
 
 
whothehell@where?
01:34 / 09.08.07
dr pepper and malt scotch seem complimentary, from a beer drinkers point of view*
 
 
Papess
01:34 / 09.08.07
An ambulance
 
 
This Sunday
01:35 / 09.08.07
'Za = Pizza, if you're too lazy of all those complicated syllables.

And I mean Mountain Dew the trademarked Pepsi product, not real mountain dew which would be putting me back to sleep and possibly paralysing vital parts of me, and not diet (aspartame, I say thee nay). And not with the whisky, certainly. Separately, a glass here, glass there.

And, Venger, there are bars (in LA, at least) where they'll mix stout with Dr. Pepper in tall glasses. They also put spices in, but heck if I know what kinds.
 
  

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