I make no promises.

Blogging, like most anything worthwhile, takes commitment.  That being said, I have more pressing commitments.  So, am I giving up on this blog?  No.  I will blog when I have something to blog about.  That being said, I don’t really have anything to blog about right now.  So, I’ll just let you, my three devoted readers, know what’s going on with me nowadays, by analyzing my other, more pressing commitments:

Commitment #1: Being a husband.

April and I are on different schedules.  And I don’t mean that when I’m at work, she’s home and vice versa, I mean I go to bed late and she goes to bed early.  Our time together is limited.  Now, we see plenty of each other when the two year-old is awake, but that isn’t husband and wife time, it’s father and mother time.  So, my time with April is precious to me.

We just finished watching “Legend of Korra, Book 2: Spirits” last night.  ‘Twas awesome.  Between waiting for our mutual television addictions to start airing again, and our desire to annihilate one another in well-played matches of Hearthstone, we get our quality time in.

My favorite part of every day is listening to her tell me about her day.  The time she spent away from me.  It allows me to feel like I participate in more of her life than I’m physically capable of.

Commitment #2: Being a father.

It is easy to turn on Netflix and let the television watch my son.  But when my son looks back I want him to remember the times we played, and laughed, and climbed, and jumped, and soared.  I don’t want him to look back and remember my back turned to him, playing on my computer, as he watched the television on repeat.  And so I don’t take the easy road.

A two year-old has a nuclear power supply somewhere inside of them; I’m guessing, of course, as I have not opened up my son to find out–there are laws against such things.  But this boy does not stop.  He goes and goes and goes.  Thus, commitment number two, is tiresome.  Not in the annoying sort of way, more so the “thank God you’re home Mom, I need a break” kind of way.  Whether or not Mom has had a busy day at work or not, I usually don’t care upon her arrival from home.

Commitment numero dos affects numero uno.

That being said, when you ask my son what his name is, he replies “Awesome!”  And that he is.

Commitment #3: Being a writer.

There are different schools of thought as to what consists of “writing” every day.  My process is this:

Step 1) I come up with an idea.
(This can be a character, a scene, a theme, or whatever nugget of creativity sparks further thought.)

Step 2) I outline.
(This process can take an hour, or months.  Sometimes I don’t physically write anything at all, but I continue to think about the story, and it’s elements, and how they fit together.)

Once the whole project is outlined I: Step 3) I write.
(This usually doesn’t take too long.  Two days to two weeks is my usual writing time for a draft.  Once I start, I don’t stop.)

That being said, to the outsider, it often appears that I’m sitting around doing nothing, or goofing off.  But I’m working.  I’m writing.

So, yeah.  As you can see, I don’t really have time for blogging.  And though I love the concept of keeping a daily journal of thoughts, observations, story ideas, and well, just to stay in the habit of putting fingers to keyboards, I make no promises.  More posts soon.

 

*winky face*

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My Son Turns One

 

The beginning is the hardest part to write.  Endings come easy, and depending on who the author is, can be filled with hope, promise, and a fulfillment only appreciated after taking the journey.  The ending is the reason we tell the story in the first place.  Tomorrow, my son will turn one.

Where to begin?

I am firmly in the second act of my life’s story, the “Complications” or “Rising Action.”  I’m a fan of the five act structure–mainly, so I can live longer–but also because I feel it’s the best way to get to the heart of the matter: my dénouement (or “catastrophe” for those of you who want to see me go out with a “bang.”)  T3 though?  No, he’s in Act One, the “Exposition.”

If one year of parenting has taught me anything, it is that the beginning can be just as exciting as the end, or the middle for that matter.  My son teaches me new things about myself every day–it’s a little frightening.  But it has made me a better person, and a better writer.  I now understand the feeling one gets when a whole other compartment of your heart, that you didn’t even know was there, fills up with an endless supply of unconditional love.  There is nothing I wouldn’t do to keep that perfect little boy safe.  My life changed forever on June 8th, 2012.

They are perfect, you know.  Our children.  They’re made that way.  And, as I see it, it is our job as parents to ensure they reach adulthood with as little “baggage” as possible.  Heroes with troubled pasts can help make for an exciting read, but not our children.  He should reach Act Two without so much as a broken bone…if only, right?

My wife has decided that his birthday party should have a Mickey Mouse Clubhouse theme as he’s quite the fan of Mickey.  So we’re having a “hot dog, hot dog, hot-digidy-dog” hot dog bar with condiments and potato salad.  I’m excited about the potato salad, and the few hotlinks I will be sneaking onto the grill.  And my son won’t remember it.

C’est la vie.

My act two has had an influx of rising action lately, as I said a few days ago, I’ve been writing a lot.  I submitted the spec script to several television production companies with the hope of earning a place in one of their writing programs.  I’m optimistic.  My friend, who’s working for a small independent production company, has asked me to write the script for a remake they are doing of a 70’s cult classic–to go unnamed for now–assuming they can get the rights.  It’s a “if we get paid, you get paid” kind of gig, but I like the challenge of reinventing something for a contemporary audience.  It’s going to be fun.  Also, I’m almost completely done the “outlining” and “thinking” stage of the next pilot I’m writing, so I’ll tell y’all more about “Eden” soon.

As for my “climax,” “falling action,” and “resolution?”  No one knows when they will die, or how–I just hope that one of the last things I see is my son’s smiling face.  Because whether my life takes a turn I’m unprepared for, or not–I will die a proud father, and that I’m okay with.

Updates…

I’ve been writing a lot.  Just not here.

I’ve submitted a spec script I wrote for the ABC show “Castle” to Disney/ABC’s Writing Fellowship, NBC/Universal’s Writer’s on the Verge, and to the WB Writer’s Workshop.  Here’s hoping.

“Ripley Madison” has been on the receiving end of a lot of neglect as I’ve been focusing on this as well as a new pilot I’m working on.  Also, I’ve been fine-tuning the “Star Trek” TV-series on the, more than likely, false hope that J.J. Abrams will ever be interested in reading/producing it.  🙂

So, I’ll write a new and full blog post in the next few days to keep y’all apprised as to what’s going on with me and the life that I lead.

Word.

Updates, Skyrim and J.J. Abrams

So, as per my usual, once I get into things I tend to forgo the whole blogging thing and work on said whatever-I’m-in-to. I will try to do better. No point in having a blog if you aren’t going to use it.

So, Updates:

I’ve been in contact with some people at an un-named television station and I’m hoping to hear back from them sooner rather than later. Whether it be good news or bad news at least it’ll be news. I’ve completely re-written “Ripley Madison” and am quite happy with it. This puts me in the “looking for crew” and “casting” phases–which could prove to be both exciting and infuriating. Time will tell.

I still haven’t heard back from J.J. Abrams, I believe it is because he is busy and not a frequent reader of my blog, and not because he doesn’t care–I mean, of course he cares. My script is awesome!

I’ve also started writing another television series pilot, this one not based on someone else’s property, and is tentatively titled “Eden.” It’s a science fiction thriller/chase story set in the not-too-distant-future. I like it, and will post my “elevator pitch” in a future blog…one where I take more than five minutes to compose.

On a slightly nerd-ier note: I started using some “realistic” lighting mods for Skyrim and it’s turned every dungeon into a horror movie. I’m kind of loving it.

scary lighting

Anywho, that’s about it. I’ll write more soon.

A job that is never done…

The best part of having breakfast for dinner last night, is that I had breakfast for breakfast this morning.  My wife has been finding excellent meals on pinterest and made an amazing breakfast casserole–which, of course, I doctored up with cholula–and it has put me in an excellent mood.

On the writing front, the two-part pilot episode for Star Trek Federation–what I’m tentatively calling my next “Next Generation”–is complete.  Well, almost…I’m taking a couple of days away from it before reading it and deciding if it’s worthy of sending off to my few trusted readers.  Part one is excellent, but I had a lot to do with part two and I fear it may have fell short.  But it is a pilot.  So yeah.

Dear J.J. Abrams,

I have the next Star Trek show–it’s awesome–and I think it not only takes on a similar approach to your films, of interjecting a faster and more exhilarating pace, but stays true to the root of what Star Trek is all about:  Exploring the human condition from a very smart and science-fiction viewpoint.

I can have a copy of it in your email in a matter of seconds.  Please email me at thomasdbrown2@gmail.com and I will make it happen.

Sincerely,

Your New Best Friend

In other news, I’m diving head-first into my new story entitled Ripley Madison.  It will be a web-series.  My plan right now is to write, at least, the first six episodes.  Then I will do my best to shoot as many of those as I can for no-money-whatsoever, before creating a kickstarter for it.  I think the plan is sound.  Here is the elevator pitch:

Ripley is a fun, nerdy, day-dreaming high-school girl who’s world of gaming, poetry, and performance art take a serious turn when her older brother is diagnosed with cancer.

Despite the somewhat heavy topic of cancer, this web-series will have quite a good sense of humor, and teen angst.  And more importantly, I don’t think it’s been done before.  Cancer, yeah that’s been done.  Nerdy girl teen angst, also been done.  But not like this.  I’m going to structure the episodes as if they are excerpts from a book.  Not visually a book…but structurally.  There are no rules with web-series, and I’m planning on stepping outside the box with this one visually, structurally, and creatively.  So, yeah…that’s what I’m working on now.

What are you working on?

-T2