Author: Melia

Sundays

I’m sitting in Galaxy laundry on a Sunday morning doing a hated chore but it must be done because I’m out of knickers 🙂

Life is a funny thing really. A neverending tumult of experiences and joys. Enormous highs and terrible lows and I seem to have encountered it all in the past few weeks alone. I wouldn’t trade any of it for mundanity (not sure that’s actually a word, hehe.)

I see a former coworker putting her stuff in the dryer. She was a victim of layoffs. I didn’t know her, but still, awkward.

Damn forgot to put fabric softener in.

Well it’s on final spin, so signing off.

I Touch rocks

So I’m writing this on a teeny iTouch keyboard. It’s not too bad apart from needing twiglike fingers.

I never gave the Touch a second thought because I thought it was mostly just an organizer, and I learned my lesson with the palm pilot, in that I knew I wouldn’t use it much.

But then a coworker told me what this sucker can do. Well then I was a goner. So happy Xmas and very early bday to me 🙂

Very happy camper.

She’s a Brick

When I was in high school, I took a creative writing class with a wonderful teacher who nurtured his students and took the time to help them write their best stuff. One day, he asked the class to write a short story using as many clichés as they could. He would select the best stories and read them out loud to the class.

I made many attempts with tired clichĂ©s, but I couldn’t make anything work as a cohesive story. Until I thought about writing a story about a detective, like one of those old movies. At that time I’d never heard the term noir. I just remembered movies like Casablanca and Maltese Falcon and the atmosphere in those films. So I wrote my little detective story, used every clichĂ©d scrap of language I could make up or remember, and turned it in.

The day came when he was reading out the stories, and I remember feeling slightly disappointed mine didn’t make it. Towards the end of class, he shut the lights off and turned the projector on in the back so it made a makeshift spotlight up front. Then he left the room. We were all quite puzzled and fidgety. When he came back in, he was wearing a fedora, a trenchcoat over a rumpled suit, and a lit cigarette. He walked to his desk at the front, leaned back in his chair and put his feet up.

Then he began to read my story. He read it while the smoke from his cig curled up around him. He spoke like Bogey. It was the most awesome moment in my high school career, and to this day, remains one of my best memories from those days, and began my appreciation for noir.

So when I saw the movie “Brick” I was blown away.

I absolutely loved this movie. The anachronistic use of noir-speak in a modern setting of high school was incredible. A loner kid tries to help his tragic ex-girlfriend who’s in trouble. He still loves her you see. Then she ends up dead and it becomes his mission to solve her murder. The movie’s got gangsters, thugs, dangerous dames, and beautiful tragedy. It was dark, it was funny, it was highly detailed and intricate.

See this movie. It’s fantastic.

50 1-Hit Wonders

Ok I don’t often post links to this sort of stuff – or maybe I do, I don’t know, I’ve had a lot of caffeine today and the brain’s gone kerflooey. But this list of 50 one-hit wonders, complete with audio, is just about the coolest link I’ve come across in weeks.

A random sampling of my spastic tweets and IMs to Kelly:

  • Somehow I knew tainted love would be in this
  • Omg THAT’S what soft cell dudes look like?
  • Do the HUSTLE!
  • Ohhh yeah, Taco’s Puttin’ on the Ritz is the best song ever. Gene Wilder’s version excepted.

Go, enjoy. Get your nostalgia on.

Hej!

Hej alla! Varför förmiddag mig handstil i svensk? Därför att jag kan! Och därför att I-förmiddagen lära det språket lite och det har varit rolig.

I’m pretty sure the translator I used butchered what I said there, but that’s ok. So wtf did I say? “Hi everyone! Why am I writing in Swedish? Because I can! I am learning the language and it is fun.” 🙂 Or something. I met someone in Sweden who is teaching me a few words here and there (and is very patient with my horrible pronunciations.) It’s a fun language though! I heart the interwebs!

Other than that I don’t have a whole lot to report. Saw Batman last weekend and loved the ever-loving hell out of it. Heath Ledger’s performance was disturbingly awesome and Christian Bale is just amazing. Thing about him is, I don’t believe he’ll be stuck with a stereotype for playing a superhero in a blockbuster film. He already has an impressive catalogue of quirky movies to his credit (American Psycho, Little Women, Swing Kids, Equilibrium to name a few) and he’ll go on to more like that. He’s doing the new Terminator movie which, yeah, another blockbuster type but man does it look bad-ass.

Anyway, so yeah, saw Batman. What else…. Oh! Got asked to host the episode 3 commentary for the second season of BBtL. Should be fun! And my co-writer and I have finished writing our scenes for the first episode of Angel Between the Lines and all that’s left is to put our halves together and make it flow, do some tweaking, and then hand our baby in. Over a month ahead of the deadline too 🙂 yay us!

Speaking of writing, I seem to have lost the plot a bit on my CherryPop story. And by that I mean, I haven’t wriiten anything in a month apart from one ficlet sequel. I need to focus on that. Watching all these Twitter updates from people at Comic-Con this weekend meeting their favourite authors and thinking that I would love to be someone’s favourite author someday. Won’t happen though if I don’t kick myself in the ass and get into it. I will find a way though.