Screener season has officially begun. This is when WGA members get sent DVDs for the forthcoming awards cycle, which I have no idea how to vote in. Most of them won’t play on my DVD drive. It’s like receiving a long stream of custom coasters.

But they do send script books, too, and those are marvellous.

I am silently screening a beautifully bleak-looking old Ukrainian film called THE STONE CROSS with PAGAN OCEANS by Tsone playing over the top – I was going to cull and refix the Twitter lists I run on Tweetdeck on the big screen for news and stuff, but fuck it.

Am now into the writer-nerdery of picking the notebooks for a possible consulting gig. Maybe I should have gone full Midori Traveller like Julian Simpson.