Yes, I’m Still Alive and Blogging…

… Do you really think I would abandon you, after all we’ve been through together?

Things have been busy at WriterDad Manor. I’d like to say that I’ve been away on a production rewrite in some exotic locale, knocking out pages from my five star hotel room and basking the adulation of a cast and crew who can’t believe the good fortune that I was available to grace their film with my creative genius. But really I’ve just been changing a lot of diapers and trying to find the time to vacuum our home before the dirt and bacteria start evolving and build a technologically advanced civilization in our carpet.

On the domestic front, the big news this weekend was that we moved the Peanut from the bassinet in our bedroom into the crib in her own room. Truth be told, she’s a bit overdue; the kid is now four months old, and when she held her arms straight out from her sides, her hands would stick through the slats — I almost wanted to give her a tin cup that she could rattle against the bars of her tiny cage. Still, the Missus took it pretty hard; I half-expected to wake up in the middle of the night to find her side of the bed empty and her sleeping on the floor of the baby’s room. Fortunately she toughed it out, and the Peanut didn’t seem to care in the slightest that she was now sleeping in a different area of the house, away from Mommy and Daddy. We did, however, discover that we missed the ocean sounds of the Peanut’s Sleep Sheep so much that we hijacked the travel version of the critter that we kept downstairs and installed it beside our bed.

My plan to wake up with the Missus at the ungodly hour of 4:50 every morning is still in place, which is good because the only writing I’m getting done lately is between 5 a.m. and 6 a.m., before the kid wakes up and the day lurches into overdrive. I’m in a mad dash to get the rewrite of my latest script — the Apatow Rip-Off — finished in time for the December 1st deadline of this contest. I’m currently wading through a rough patch in the story (the dreaded second half of Act II) and I honestly don’t know if the script will be ready to send out even if I do get to “Fade Out/The End” in time, but the ticking clock of the competition is providing me with a much-needed kick in the ass. I don’t have nearly enough time in the day to accomplish what I want to accomplish, creatively speaking, but I’ve resigned myself to the fact that even if I only write a quarter of a page, it’s a quarter of a page that wasn’t there yesterday. It may be a crappy quarter of a page, of course, but I’ll take what (little) I can get.

We’ve also been marginally more social than usual. Two weekends ago my parents flew out from the east coast for a weekend-long visit, the first time we’d seen them since the Peanut was born in July. (Mom tried not to take it personally that the baby cried every time she tried to hold her.) And this past Saturday, my buddy Dave came over for a brief two-man writer’s group meeting, discussing his latest script; followed by a typically amazing dinner cooked by the Missus, who is to kitchen applicances what Hendrix was to the Strat and Marshall stack; and some Xbox playing, during which Dave introduced me to the joys of multiplayer mode in JEDI ACADEMY and the awesomeness that is the original GEARS OF WAR, the latter of which prompted the Missus to remark, after watching some serious onscreen ultraviolence, “I never thought I’d miss BIOSHOCK.”

So that’s what’s going on — oh, that and the bout of stomach flu that wiped out the entire WriterDad clan just in time for the Peanut’s first Halloween, but that horror story (and trust me, it was a horror story) is so far behind us I won’t bother rehashing it. Now we’re prepping for Thanksgiving and the feast that the Missus and her sister are going to unleash upon the family. I’m slipping into a food coma just thinking about it.

Hopefully I’ll stay awake long enough to finish my script.

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7 Comments on “Yes, I’m Still Alive and Blogging…”

  1. William Says:

    Sooooo, there’s something wrong with chainsawing your opponent in half?

  2. K. Says:

    3 days till the big Axl Rose Joke end (or begins?) Are you going to buy it?

  3. WriterDad Says:

    William — not in my book! All I’m saying is, she’s gonna love it when I pick up DEAD SPACE….

    K — I… I don’t know. It might be a game time decision.

  4. matt Says:

    Good to see you’re entering. Wouldn’t recommend the extra money for the Abstract prize — seems like a waste.

  5. WriterDad Says:

    Yeah, assuming I can finish the draft in time and can stomach the results, I’m definitely shooting for it….

  6. WhatACard Says:

    Good to see you back. Have fun with the contest. Now get back to work!

  7. WriterDad Says:

    Yes, Ma’am!


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