The Blunt Journal: 30th Sep ’09

It’s recently been a bit of a piecemeal affair as far as the writing goes. That’s not to say it hasn’t been happening, just that it seems to be that the tail end of things, small things and new things are the order of the day. Little chunks. Being away kind of disrupted things and as much as I said to myself that I’d finish drafts of stuff before I

Do They Have To Die In The End?

Or, if as Hemingway said, ‘Madame, all stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you’, should you take your story all the way to the grave? Freakin Hemingway, you insightful and concise git. That’s your second mention on this site and still I haven’t tackled my ignorance of you or the full text of something you’ve written. We’ll

How Can I Be Original?

Or, when you are surrounded by the chorus of noisy bastards filling the world with their waffle, how do you make yourself stand out? Most people have a story. A story to tell, an idea for a story. That’s my experience anyhow. If you accept that all you need to know to start writing is how to put pen to paper (or how to press keys) then the often next

Should I Give A F***?

Or when  should one allow profanity to creep onto the page and when should one just watch one’s f**king mouth? When I first sat down to try and write a script, back when the first digit of my age was still 1, I recall my preoccupation with writing good dialogue. I found it difficult (still do). In retrospect I can see that my difficulty in giving characters words to say

When Is The First Draft Over?

Or, if, as Hemingway said, ‘the first draft of anything is sh*t’, why not just start with the second draft? When I was small I somehow instilled into myself that many a second marriage seems to work better than the first. I knew I would not want to be one to fall foul of that particular institution, that I should find a way to avoid such a thing. My plan