Weatherchickens are activated. Inbox at a nightmare 28, I have a script that refuses to die and two more ganging up behind it and i need more coffee so assume I’m dead in a ditch
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Minute steak, 3-egg scramble with chipotle flakes, smoked chili, smoked garlic & smoked paprika, half a Romano pepper and a handful of dried mushrooms. Also quite a lot of espresso so far, because the overnight email was large. Yes, you have to deal with my reset bullshit today.
I have a BATMAN’S GRAVE script in front of me that’s giving me shit, so I’m at the desk all day until it’s dead. I also have a blu-ray that according to Amazon is seven stops away!
Also according to my watch I ran about a mile on a rebounder and now i can’t feel my legs
Drying mushrooms. Starting a ten-day diet reset, which mostly involves cutting bad habits like eating delicious crap. Drying these off and tossing with a little thyme salt (which I made last year) and smoked salt (which I didn’t make and should learn to) will help manage the craving for delicious evil crisps. Remember, in my country, crisp technology is highly evolved. It’s not like your fucking Ruffles or whatever. This is the seat of civilisation we are talking about here.
That said, I also note that this half of Southend is cut off from London by landslips on the train line, so we could be full Mad Max by the weekend.
Inbox at a girthy 21 because I haven’t even attempted to clear it yet. I had studio notes and overnight confirmation of a CASTLEVANIA social media drop at 5pm UK time, so it’s been reading and messaging so far today, and talking to a friend about a project that doesn’t have a codename yet because it is purely notional at this time. Which reminds me, I need to start the newsletter. And also get ahold of the new functions on the WordPress theme the site is now using. Okay. More water. Here we go.
Spotted at the Hope & Ruin on Sunday.
I’ve started keeping a written log of what I do at the desk all day, and today’s page is already half-full. Inbox 13 after two hours’ grinding, the boards are marked up and I had a small breakthrough on something I’m developing for a friend — one of those small details that appear completely unnecessary internal logic / dressing until you get it and you realise it speaks to the whole thing. And to get it, I had to go against one of my long-standing rules, which is: “hyperspace” is magic handwavium bullshit. Sometimes you have to give up old thinking to get at the new idea, right?
I want to get some notes down later about “blogs,” which also goes against the long-standing rule of us old internet dinosaurs — “blogging about blogging.” But I need to get some thinking out in front of me where I can see it properly and work with it.
Well, this was a surprise. A promo CD from Clay Pipe Music! Doesn’t seem to be online anywhere yet — maybe I’m not even supposed to be posting this! But thank you so much for sending it to me. It’s going into the machine as soon as I’m done typing this.
It’s pushing noon – have already processed some show design material and the new social media assets from our team at Netflix, been insulted by Molly Crabapple, and wrestled the inbox down to 15. I have a phone conference later, but now I must descend into a Batman script and lock down the back end.
The wind is booming over the Estuary. I’m writing this as a weekend note to maintain practice and am going offline as soon as it’s done, back Monday(ish).
I have a script to finish, several development documents to extend or land, and a worsening case of eyestrain, so I’m looking forward to getting the hell out. We’ve gotten the show trailer out into the world, so I can dial back on the social media management and monitoring now and return to a more normal way of life.
I swear to god, there’s got to be a way of making posting from the phone more like posting to Twitter. I need to figure that out. I need to figure a lot out. The whole 2020 process needs some adjusting.
Off to open a bottle of wine.
Gift this morning.
At least one phone conference today, big CASTLEVANIA S3 day, keeping an eye on the weather because I’m on the road this weekend and there’s a big storm coming, already processed a bunch of work emails, marked up the boards and we are full 1000mphclub. And my coffee machine died so I’m waiting on a delivery slot for a replacement because this is NOT a day to be without a decent shot of espresso.
Escaping the house for an hour before I go into a phone conference, sheltering from icy rain and ignoring email