I've been holding it together for way too long
I've told myself and countless others far too many lies just to get by
I've smoked and drank and objectified multiple daughters of God
The only people I really, really care about are my best friends and Abby
Everyone else is just there, giving and taking as we see fit
I've lost all sense of value and purpose in God, girls, people, and unfortunately, a bit in myself
I put on a mask called confidence and they loved it
It brought me all I dreamed of: a spot on the varsity lacrosse team, more fine women than the I could see, and a sense of comfort I didn't know before
The face behind that mask slowly faded away, to the point where when I did take it off, I didn't know what was behind it
So I filled the void behind it with what was in front of it, taking a piece here and stuffing it there, till the outside was the inside and the depths of my soul were synonymous with the words slipping off my tongue
I don't know the face behind what's behind the mask
I've become the bad guy
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Friday, December 13, 2013
December 13
I want to tell you about a friend of mine
One with the biggest brown eyes and an even bigger heart
But for some reason was blind and didn't know where to start
I want to tell you about a friend of mine
One who had such beauty that girls turned black with envy
and guys found no problem lusting over
I want to tell you about a friend of mine
Who had the most beautiful voice
to make me stop and think, "Holy shit she sings well"
as if she had a choice
One with the biggest brown eyes and an even bigger heart
But for some reason was blind and didn't know where to start
I want to tell you about a friend of mine
One who had such beauty that girls turned black with envy
and guys found no problem lusting over
I want to tell you about a friend of mine
Who had the most beautiful voice
to make me stop and think, "Holy shit she sings well"
as if she had a choice
Thursday, December 12, 2013
December 12
There are certain forms that a story can take:
- as movement in tie/development of a character
- As epiphany- and AHA! moment (prior consciousness, creating an allegiance, moment of conflict, post consciousness)
- Visitation (someone comes to town and errythang changes)
- Journey (we're half way there)
- Choice narrative (start with one, build to one, right vs right, wrong vs wrong)
Potential Structure:
- A B D D C E
- Action Scene: explosive
- Backstory: like a vitamin
- Development 1: Something happens, lots of things happen here... many events...
- Development 2: A choice is made by the narrator, "the third way"
- Climax
- Ending
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
December 11
Amy:
parents fight a lot
brother left for college
portfolio
one of four lives with backstory
magnum opus:
- theme (social issue)
- backstory
- use dialogue
- description of setting
- awareness of scene vs summary
- plot arc based on modern short story structure
- storyboarding
Scene: Her parents were fighting, and she wanted none of it. She dropped her math homework after the third yell and stormed up the stairs, burst into the kitchen. Her mom's hands went up as Amy began to open her mouth, but it wasn't a quick enough sign to stop her dad's hand from whipping down with a piercing slap to her mom's cheek. Her mom fell down, wailing silently as the skin turned from beet red to pale white.
Monday, December 9, 2013
December 9
"There is always room for a story that can transport people to another place." ~J.K. Rowling
Lacrosse
Cars
Snowboarding
Suits
Philosophy
Psychology
Government
Dogs
Girls
Jet's Pizza
Drifting
Lifting
Running
Mountain biking
Organization
College Football
MSU BABY
Connectivity
Progression
Attraction
Historical Narrative
--
Definition: Jet's Pizza
Bread shaped into two small squares, lathered with tomato sauce, smothered with cheese and speckled with pepperoni. This bread is cooked in an oven for a multitude of moments, before being removed, boxed in a cardboard entrapment and eaten by the paying customer.
Dialogue:
Patrick: Abigail! Hello!
Abby: Pattttttttt hey.
P: How've you been?
A: Alright. You know how it goes...
P: Oh. Yeah...
P: Actually I can't say I do know how it goes.
A: It's hell. They take everything from you. Your phone, your car, your friends, your life: all gone. You're forced to talk to these people, who seem like they're trying to help, but they don't know how.
P: Oh that's rough.
PAN TO ISAAC and PATRICK sitting in lecture hall. Room is full of kids writing, PATRICK and ISAAC quietly talk.
ISAAC:
(nervous)
Do you think she'll know we're not writing?
PATRICK:
Ehh probably not. She can't hear much.
Lacrosse
Cars
Snowboarding
Suits
Philosophy
Psychology
Government
Dogs
Girls
Jet's Pizza
Drifting
Lifting
Running
Mountain biking
Organization
College Football
MSU BABY
Connectivity
Progression
Attraction
Historical Narrative
--
Definition: Jet's Pizza
Bread shaped into two small squares, lathered with tomato sauce, smothered with cheese and speckled with pepperoni. This bread is cooked in an oven for a multitude of moments, before being removed, boxed in a cardboard entrapment and eaten by the paying customer.
Dialogue:
Patrick: Abigail! Hello!
Abby: Pattttttttt hey.
P: How've you been?
A: Alright. You know how it goes...
P: Oh. Yeah...
P: Actually I can't say I do know how it goes.
A: It's hell. They take everything from you. Your phone, your car, your friends, your life: all gone. You're forced to talk to these people, who seem like they're trying to help, but they don't know how.
P: Oh that's rough.
PAN TO ISAAC and PATRICK sitting in lecture hall. Room is full of kids writing, PATRICK and ISAAC quietly talk.
ISAAC:
(nervous)
Do you think she'll know we're not writing?
PATRICK:
Ehh probably not. She can't hear much.
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
December 3
Break any of these rules if you need to.
keep tags to a minimum
do not listen to specific verb rule for dialogue. stick to he said, she said.
do not yield to temptation of adverbing.
USE ACTION TAGS instead.
"I don't want any." and stared straight forward.
"you're harassing me. I'm done with this," he said defeatedly.
He fell silent "you're harassing me. I'm done with this."
Monday, December 2, 2013
The Early Morning of December 3
"Fight Outta You ~ Ben Harper"
"I love it."
"Don't let em take the fight outta youu... Just make sure it's the right fight."
"Sac, you're so amazing. It sounds cliche and cheesy but I don't know what I would do without you."
"Well I'm here, aren't I? haha. Abby, can you promise me three things?"
"Sure!"
"The first: pray. Pray that you're broken. tell him how much you may have failed Him. be honest. open yourself up to him. cry about it. feel. it God wants you Abby. I know i'm a bad example of this but if you let God want you, you'll want Him. and that leads to good things.
The second; stop with substances. weed and alcohol take control of you. I found that out this weekend and it scared the shit out of me. as great as having a bowl is, it ultimately won't give you the support you need to progress with your life. Ive been addicted, more or less, to things like this in my life and i know how much comfort they bring. letting them become your sole source of comfort creates dependency, which creates trouble. we know that."
"can i just marry you like now. you literally always tell me what I need to hear. sac I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have take you to smoke with us. I feel so bad for pressuring you into that. I honestly ruined you and I feel absolutely terrible about it.
I know. I'm trying. it's just so hard. I've become dependent on earthly sources of happiness."
"The third; the other drug: boys. see this one i can relate and empathize to very well, cause evidently I can get it. but getting it doesn't make me feel good inside. momentarily, yes, but in retrospect was that girl a good decision? probably not. You know this feeling. my pastor, as shitty as he is, gave a sermon a few years ago on what he called soul ties. you plan on settling down with some prince charming at some point, i assume? with sara, it was harder to love her because of how many guys she'd been with, and because she didn't know a good thing when she had it. i don't want more sara's in the world, and my partner in crime abigail sure as hell isn't going to be one. soul ties, he said, are the connections we gain between people when we engage with the romantically, emotionally or sexually. you know how this goes: you have a little crush one day and it changes how you perceive him from then on. it gets worse when you hook up. these changes in perception are what he meant by soul ties. you are, by choice or not, attached to that guy, and unfortunately for us, those guys (or girls). it was hard to love sara because she had so many soul ties with so many other guys. i don't want any more soul ties with any girls who I can't seriously consider, which is a part of why al and i haven't made out yet. I want to go to your wedding. I want to see you, shining in white, putting all the bridesmaids to shame. i want to sit there next to pat and know the guy you walked up to is the man God wants you to be with. I want him to love you, and I want it to come easily. I'm sure it will, because you're difficult not to like. i want that day to be free of any inconsiderate soul ties, starting now. if think you really are compatible with mr. dude, then don't resist. but like when i heard about you and patrick sandoval, honestly, i was disgusted. he has so many soul ties with so many girls that I knew he wasn't going to value you. i don't want any more soul ties that mean nothing for you. I want you to have the strongest knot you can have someday, with that guy and with God."
"Isaac, I love you so much. and I mean those words with all my heart. you are one of the best things to come into my life in a long time. i'm saving those three things. and those three things i'm going to live by. thank you so much for being the amazing person you are."
and the i love you's and you're such a good friend's and the thank you's commenced.
"I love it."
"Don't let em take the fight outta youu... Just make sure it's the right fight."
"Sac, you're so amazing. It sounds cliche and cheesy but I don't know what I would do without you."
"Well I'm here, aren't I? haha. Abby, can you promise me three things?"
"Sure!"
"The first: pray. Pray that you're broken. tell him how much you may have failed Him. be honest. open yourself up to him. cry about it. feel. it God wants you Abby. I know i'm a bad example of this but if you let God want you, you'll want Him. and that leads to good things.
The second; stop with substances. weed and alcohol take control of you. I found that out this weekend and it scared the shit out of me. as great as having a bowl is, it ultimately won't give you the support you need to progress with your life. Ive been addicted, more or less, to things like this in my life and i know how much comfort they bring. letting them become your sole source of comfort creates dependency, which creates trouble. we know that."
"can i just marry you like now. you literally always tell me what I need to hear. sac I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have take you to smoke with us. I feel so bad for pressuring you into that. I honestly ruined you and I feel absolutely terrible about it.
I know. I'm trying. it's just so hard. I've become dependent on earthly sources of happiness."
"The third; the other drug: boys. see this one i can relate and empathize to very well, cause evidently I can get it. but getting it doesn't make me feel good inside. momentarily, yes, but in retrospect was that girl a good decision? probably not. You know this feeling. my pastor, as shitty as he is, gave a sermon a few years ago on what he called soul ties. you plan on settling down with some prince charming at some point, i assume? with sara, it was harder to love her because of how many guys she'd been with, and because she didn't know a good thing when she had it. i don't want more sara's in the world, and my partner in crime abigail sure as hell isn't going to be one. soul ties, he said, are the connections we gain between people when we engage with the romantically, emotionally or sexually. you know how this goes: you have a little crush one day and it changes how you perceive him from then on. it gets worse when you hook up. these changes in perception are what he meant by soul ties. you are, by choice or not, attached to that guy, and unfortunately for us, those guys (or girls). it was hard to love sara because she had so many soul ties with so many other guys. i don't want any more soul ties with any girls who I can't seriously consider, which is a part of why al and i haven't made out yet. I want to go to your wedding. I want to see you, shining in white, putting all the bridesmaids to shame. i want to sit there next to pat and know the guy you walked up to is the man God wants you to be with. I want him to love you, and I want it to come easily. I'm sure it will, because you're difficult not to like. i want that day to be free of any inconsiderate soul ties, starting now. if think you really are compatible with mr. dude, then don't resist. but like when i heard about you and patrick sandoval, honestly, i was disgusted. he has so many soul ties with so many girls that I knew he wasn't going to value you. i don't want any more soul ties that mean nothing for you. I want you to have the strongest knot you can have someday, with that guy and with God."
"Isaac, I love you so much. and I mean those words with all my heart. you are one of the best things to come into my life in a long time. i'm saving those three things. and those three things i'm going to live by. thank you so much for being the amazing person you are."
and the i love you's and you're such a good friend's and the thank you's commenced.
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