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I was in full-on magazine writer mode today. Cranked out 1,300 quality words for a freelance story with the able assistance of my neighborhood Cosi, their free wi-fi, and the 3/4 of my family who decided to go to the movies this afternoon (Monsters University, in case you’re interested – consensus from the 5-year-old, 9-year-old and 30-*cough*-year-old was “awesome”).
It’s always easy to talk about how we as writers should shoot for a certain number of words per day, but for the work-at-home writer (particularly with school out for the summer), getting any done is sometimes a challenge.
I find the biggest thing standing in my way isn’t writer’s block or something silly like that (I don’t think I’ve ever been truly blocked).
Instead it’s that lingering fear that as soon as I drop into a serious writing groove (and you other writers out there know just what I mean) where I just have to keep going, something or someone will interrupt. There will be meals to prepare, sibling battles to negotiate, some minor bit of home repair or housekeeping, oh, I don’t know … a freakin’ meteorite might decide to crash into my front yard.
(Honestly, some days it feels like that’s all that’s missing. Fate/gods/universal forces, don’t take that as an invitation, OK?)
As a result, when there’s a big deadline looming or some writing work that just has to get done, leaving the home base is often the best option for all parties involved. Let that meteorite smolder in its crater until I get home. If I don’t know it’s there, I’ll actually be able to get some stuff done.
Science fiction author and screenwriter Richard Matheson died this week, having contributed immensely to the sci-fi canon with some of the best loved episodes of The Twilight Zone and the novel I Am Legend (the source for the Will Smith movie of the same name, as well as two earlier film incarnations – The Omega Man starring Charlton Heston and The Last Man on Earth starring Vincent Price).
This is a great clip because it speaks to Matheson’s own legacy, but could be translated as the ultimate hope for most anyone who writes fiction of any genre.
I wrote the other day about how the work of the late Ray Harryhausen inspired me to make my own little Super 8 stop motion films with Legos. I have to say, however, that mine paled in comparison to this shot-by-shot rework of Casino Royale, the 2006 James Bond reboot with Daniel Craig.
As a sucker for well rendered stop-motion and a longtime James Bond fan, I just had to share.