I’m so glad I went to the Austin Film Festival now and met the awesome Frank Darabont!
I’ll never forget what he said. “Don’t work with assholes.” Or words to that effect.
So … as you may know, I’m rebranding my website. So, I’m going through my blogroll and playing a game I call “Find the Asshole.” Fun! Ha ha ha …
Oh, look! Chronicles of a Dystonia Muse: “The decidedly non-frivolous musings of a battle-clever Dystonia damsel – less in distress – seeking a bit of comic relief as she airs her neurological dirty laundry.” Hmm …!
That’s certainly not how I’d describe myself by any means.
Methinks I smell a rat! Ha!
By the way, a real dystonia sufferer wouldn’t even consider wearing these shoes.
So long, Pamela! Have a nice life.
On the other hand, I have no doubt that Scott Clevenger is a real friend.
I also have no doubt that Mary C is a real friend, as well.
BTW, I’ve highly recommended this book on my book blog.
And pinned it under Awesome Books!
Thank you so much, Scott and Mary C and Chris V and all the World O’ Crap folks!
I do loves me some cats, movies, and Perry Mason!
So, for the guys … here’s Della!
And, for Mary, nothing less than Nathan will do!
Make it a double!!!
I just realized that I should thank, Douglas Adams. Again!
How many times? Ha ha ha …
As I made my slow way through my blogroll, I came across this post. Now, that one I believe!
Nerds Happy fools are awesome!
Plus here are some links of possible interest:
Staying private on the new Facebook.
Even Sam McRae would find this a bit bold! :-O
A movie without a plot. So what?
No ordinary trip to grandma’s!
Just to be agonizingly clear that movie isn’t based on my novel, but I think my novel would make a pretty great movie. Well, I would say that, wouldn’t I?
Part of the reason I say this is that J.T. Cummins read the book and said, “I think there’s a screenwriter in you screaming to get out.”
And J.T. was a real friend. And I still miss him sometimes.
So … first of all, totally cinematic, right?
Secondly, I’m working hard on the fourth book in this series …
But I will be going to Bouchercon and the Austin Film Festival. And I intend to keep working on my screenplays.
More chapters to be posted here. And some stories and book giveaways and stuff!
Dystonia be damned, right? Ha!
More awesome shit I’ve pinned.
Here’s one of my favorite songs from back in the day. Marissa Payne may enjoy this, as one who is familiar with all things DC. How appropriate tasteful much fun is this? Ha ha ha …
UPDATE: Once again, I found the most eerily awesome quote and video on Nik Nak’s Old Peculiar.
“I want a big career, a big man, and a big life. You have to think big – that’s the only way to get it… I just couldn’t stand being anonymous.”
– Mia Farrow, February 9, 1945
Well, I still think fame sucks.
And, of course, this Dude keeps abiding. Ha!
UPDATE 2: Now this is a real dystonia blog!
I’ve even met the blogger, Jenn! *waving*
I’ll keep that one on my blogroll. I’m glad you’re doing better, Jenn. I wish I could say the same, but oh, well.
I’ve been sitting at my computer nearly all day, working on a blog post with my pinkie and one hand, then going through the list of blogs and revising it. But there’s plenty of time to make it perfect, right? So, I think I deserve a break, don’t you?
Frankly, I’m freaking out a bit, because I have to drive to an appointment on Tuesday and I can barely move the fingers of my left hand, but I’m sure it will all be fine.
Here are a couple of links of possible interest:
Relax! You’ll be more productive.
UPDATE 3: I absolutely had to add this update about Rogers Hartmann’s website. I think her credentials speak for themselves. But she does have dystonia, and I’ve spoken to her on the phone, so I know she’s no asshole phony.
And, finally, this quote and video from Nik Nak’s Old Peculiar, along with a most odd interesting link:
“I got beat real hard and heavy in the Olympic Games in 1968 by a guy who swam an incredible race one time in his whole life, but he did it right at the right time. I’d like to be that guy now. Maybe that’s what I’m going to have to pull out of my hat to make the Olympic team.”
– Mark Spitz, born February 10, 1950
And haven’t we met? Somewhere. Or another. :-/ Hmm …!































