So Where’s That Book, Then?

as soon as this sucker gets published, I’ll buy a white suit and behave even more curmudgeonly I can’t remember exactly what drugs I must have been on when I said July 20 was our targeted release date. That was insanely aggressive, so I’m guessing some combo of PCP, grizzly bear hormones, and Red Bull dabs. Needless…

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The 10 Lbs of Shit & 5 Lb Bag Conundrum

Somehow, it’s both one of the most widely known and widely ignored informal rules for scriptwriting: You can’t put ten pounds of shit into a five pound bag. There’s a bit of a conflict for me in this and it’s a familiar one for anybody who creates media. On one hand, I believe I have…

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Writers = Important

Have I mentioned lately how important writers are? No? They’re important. Like, vital. Huge. Don’t leave home without one. I’ve recently been blessed with working with a great writer, Brandon Hodgins, for Sheep Shape and it reminded me how much easier it is (and how much more can come from a performance) when there’s someone who knows…

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Storyteller

(the Zamboni entrance at Bridgestone Arena, home of the Nashville Predators. As you walk forward, you see more and more of the arena and it’s a pretty freaking cool reveal. There’s more to that story, but… another time.) As I mentioned in my First Time post, my career has been undergoing a slow sea change…

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Don’t You Just Hate It When

Maybe it’s just turning 40, but I seem to have more Andy Rooney moments. Things just get under my skin and it feels good to bitch about them. Yesterday was full of those. It started with our cat Maya puking on me. And the floor in the bedroom. And the hall. She is nothing if…

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