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AG Musings: September 2007
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Friday, September 28, 2007. I'm lying in bed waiting for the children to fall asleep. My wife is at the other end of the bed reading a book titled Waiting for Morning. I know nothing about it, but it looks to have the making of an O-Book. Waiting for morning, isn't that what every night is about? What do I do while I wait? I like it here, because I know so much about it, near everything. I went into it, so much of me. I am here, in every length of lumber, in every nail and screw, in every door an...And i...
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AG Musings: Sountrack first
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Monday, September 29, 2008. One script idea I have is laying down a soundtrack first, and writing the script to fit. Here are some songs I think can effectively set a tone or move a story forward. This is a bit of a cluster because the various songs I'll be listing here may not be for the same story. Each song is for a particular scene, but the various scenes may or may not be connected. I Melt With You. The song is a bit difficult to fit, but I do like it. Would be good for this, as would Telegraph Road.
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AG Musings: Luke
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Friday, May 30, 2008. I write about him because I don't want to forget him. I don't want to forget my life with him, because I fear I'll forget my life completely. Luke has been sick for some time now. He has been slowly fading away. And now that he is gone, I feel him stronger than ever. I feel him at my side, in a way he wasn't able to be for many years. Yes he's just a dog, or was just a dog, but now he is more. He is a spirit, an enigma. A power. Real or imagined, it does not matter.
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AG Musings: Waiting for Morning
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Friday, September 28, 2007. I'm lying in bed waiting for the children to fall asleep. My wife is at the other end of the bed reading a book titled Waiting for Morning. I know nothing about it, but it looks to have the making of an O-Book. Waiting for morning, isn't that what every night is about? What do I do while I wait? I like it here, because I know so much about it, near everything. I went into it, so much of me. I am here, in every length of lumber, in every nail and screw, in every door an...And i...
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AG Musings: story ideas
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Sunday, September 23, 2007. Here's a couple story ideas. But I can hear them, and deep within my head I can feel. Their footsteps on the ground. I will my voice and it comes out, a whispered, "hello." Yes, my voice seems to work. The dogs, and their handlers are close now. I part me lips to summon them. But I do not. I whisper goodbye to the world, to nobody. I am still. The dogs are near, I presume, but I am gone. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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AG Musings: September 2008
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Monday, September 29, 2008. One script idea I have is laying down a soundtrack first, and writing the script to fit. Here are some songs I think can effectively set a tone or move a story forward. This is a bit of a cluster because the various songs I'll be listing here may not be for the same story. Each song is for a particular scene, but the various scenes may or may not be connected. I Melt With You. The song is a bit difficult to fit, but I do like it. Would be good for this, as would Telegraph Road.
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AG Musings: May 2008
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Friday, May 30, 2008. I write about him because I don't want to forget him. I don't want to forget my life with him, because I fear I'll forget my life completely. Luke has been sick for some time now. He has been slowly fading away. And now that he is gone, I feel him stronger than ever. I feel him at my side, in a way he wasn't able to be for many years. Yes he's just a dog, or was just a dog, but now he is more. He is a spirit, an enigma. A power. Real or imagined, it does not matter.
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AG Musings: June 2008
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Wednesday, June 11, 2008. Out here on the outskirts of existence, I long to forever sleep. I long for an end to my desolation, my desperation, my utter sadness. Looking out at the barren landscape that is my life, I am overcome by profound regret for all that is lost, for all who have suffered in this wasteland of so many broken dreams. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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AG Musings: May 2009
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Friday, May 22, 2009. The Best Year of My Life. B Mar 12, 2005. D Dec 10, 2009. Rain It rained all night and drizzled throughout the day for four days straight. It was an early monsoon that had not been seen in the region for decades. What was first seen as a blessing to douse the bitterly dry landscape and bring hope for a bountiful growing season, soon turned to a curse. Construction workers were exasperated. 160;What on earth for? 160;What were you supposed to do with hot water and towels! 160;No,...
