Wednesday, July 15, 2009

For Hire: One Writer.

Remember that book about the not-so-secret secret drawings that Joe Shuster did?

The ones that showed some folks that looked a lot like Clark Kent, Lois Lane and Lex Luther engaged in activities that Clark, Lois and Lex did not engage in in the pages of Action Comics?

Yeah, well someone bought the book's movie option.

Word on the street (1) is that they are currently looking for a writer for the project.

It might sound like a peach of a job but, I don't know, I'm thinking there's going to be a lot of "interior, Shuster sitting at drawing table" and montages of some diner waitress who to this point lived with the secret pride that she inspired the look of the character of Lois Lane.

And now she's the lady whipping Clark Kent (2).

1. I don't know what street. I just like to use the phrase because it makes me sound connected. Connected to what I'm not sure. Maybe the street.
2. No. There is no research involved in that train of thought. I'm not that kind of art historian. Actually, I'm not really any kind of art historian...which means I can throw out any kind of lame theory I want to. Huh. Who do I write to about this script gig?

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

I Dream of Artboy

Leopold and I are sitting in the car. Our plans have fallen through so we're trying to decide what to do next.

Leopold: What should we do?

Artboy: I don't know. You want to go grab something to eat?

Leopold: Okay.

Artboy: Any thoughts on where you want to go?

Leopold: Yeah. That place in London where we didn't get to order dessert.

[Artboy places one arm over the other and bobs his head, blinking hard. Leopold and Artboy pause.]

Leopold: (looking around) Nope. Nothing.


The other day someone asked me if I read.

As in, "Do you read?"

And if that wasn't enough it was followed with the word "books."

As in, "Do you read? Books?"

Maybe it was the tone. Maybe it was implication that I felt rested just beyond the question.

Maybe I was being overly sensitive.

But is there ever a scenario where that question goes well?

I mean, if you know that the person that you're talking to is a writer...why would you ask this?

It's like electing to go up to random people on the street and asking, "Would you like me to tell you if I think you look fat in what you're wearing?"