Here's a shocker...
I had a really productive weekend, which surprises me, since, weekends are usually reserved for bad scifi channel movies, self-loathing, and grumbling under my breath. But not this weekend. I got off my ass and finished going over all the copyedits, and cleaned up the first chapter of Road Trip. I even got a chance to finish reading a manuscript and do a mini-critique for my goodest iFriend, Joe Schreiber*.
I know what you're thinking...
Hey Mark, are you on the cocaines?
No, actually, but thanks for asking. I've been working out like crazy. I'm up to six days a week, and the diet has me in full deprivation mode--I'll look like Christian Bale in The Machinist by the end of the year, or die trying.
If anyone ever needed an I.V. and a hug, it's this guy. Did anyone actually see this movie? It looked really freaky, so normally it'd be on the top of my list. Somehow it slipped through. Hmm.
We rented Vacancy on Saturday night, which despite a wholly blah ending, was very effective horror stuff for at least 2/3rds of the flick. Also rewatched some Tivo'd Jackie Woodmans. My favorite lines were between Jackie (Laura Kightlinger) and her Mom (Mary Kay Place):
Mom: At least there weren't any Muslims on the plane.
Jackie: That is a very uncomfortable fabric.
Anyhow, off to write more politically incorrect urban fantasy. Today's goal is to break the record for the most four letter words in a single sentence. Wish me luck.
*I'll be reviewing Eat the Dark, Joe's follow up to his Stephen King-esque debut, Chasing the Dead, next month.