10-09-2020, 10:52 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-09-2020, 11:04 PM by Drunk Monk.)
You know what I'm doing now ... for work? I'm reading submissions. Book submissions. For a book publisher. Srsly, it's one of my gigs now.
Suddenly, reading this feels like work.
I used to binge movies and TV and babble about them here. Now I do it for work. I'm reading this draft for fun and to help Greg. Now I read drafts for work. Work, work, work. I need a stable job. All this work and no health insurance. I mean I'm enjoying the work I've been doing but when work and play get so muddled, I think I'm losing my sense of what is play. It's all feckin work.
But then, giving how long Greg lived this crazy gig-to-gig lifestyle, I suppose I can't complain too much. Then again, we were younger then. We didn't have mortgages or a kid to put through college or a mom needing homecare.
Okay, enough about me (even though it's all about me). I'm astonished at how detailed your memories are on many of these Greg. Your overall tone is very readable but I can't tell if that's just because I'm used to it after reading you hear for all these years. Your two-to-three sentence paragraph structure still drives me batty, but maybe that's just me.
I'm enjoying the read overall. Some of the stories I've heard you tell before. Some are quite new to me.
I feel it needs some device to hold it all together beyond your progression through time from film to film. One idea I had was to conclude every film with a lesson you learned - this could be sarcastic or funny or wise or whatever as long as it's entertaining. Another thought is to add a critical review of the film at the end - like it's Rotten Tomatoes rating or something. Those are all off the cuff so don't hold me to them. You've got a all these swatches of stories - you need to sew them all into a patchwork quilt.
I'll also suggest that you exaggerate your character more - be a caricature of yourself. Right now, you're shooting straight from the hip, which is great. But shoot straighter. Be more biting, bitey man.
I was pondering tg's titles above and came up with this:
Not the Best Boy: A Set Carpenter's Hollywood Journey
And Ima gonna ital dat.
Suddenly, reading this feels like work.
I used to binge movies and TV and babble about them here. Now I do it for work. I'm reading this draft for fun and to help Greg. Now I read drafts for work. Work, work, work. I need a stable job. All this work and no health insurance. I mean I'm enjoying the work I've been doing but when work and play get so muddled, I think I'm losing my sense of what is play. It's all feckin work.
But then, giving how long Greg lived this crazy gig-to-gig lifestyle, I suppose I can't complain too much. Then again, we were younger then. We didn't have mortgages or a kid to put through college or a mom needing homecare.
Okay, enough about me (even though it's all about me). I'm astonished at how detailed your memories are on many of these Greg. Your overall tone is very readable but I can't tell if that's just because I'm used to it after reading you hear for all these years. Your two-to-three sentence paragraph structure still drives me batty, but maybe that's just me.
I'm enjoying the read overall. Some of the stories I've heard you tell before. Some are quite new to me.
I feel it needs some device to hold it all together beyond your progression through time from film to film. One idea I had was to conclude every film with a lesson you learned - this could be sarcastic or funny or wise or whatever as long as it's entertaining. Another thought is to add a critical review of the film at the end - like it's Rotten Tomatoes rating or something. Those are all off the cuff so don't hold me to them. You've got a all these swatches of stories - you need to sew them all into a patchwork quilt.
I'll also suggest that you exaggerate your character more - be a caricature of yourself. Right now, you're shooting straight from the hip, which is great. But shoot straighter. Be more biting, bitey man.
I was pondering tg's titles above and came up with this:
Not the Best Boy: A Set Carpenter's Hollywood Journey
And Ima gonna ital dat.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse