- I’m expanding and refining my entry for the 3-Day Novel Contest 2014 into a novel for release late 2015/early 2016.
- The first draft of my upcoming book of short stories is almost finished, with the completed book releasing early/mid 2016 or earlier.
- I’ll be spending more time on screenwriting, maybe some short films with a few local Toronto filmmakers in the near future.
- I’m moving back to Toronto.
- I don’t understand the concept of crypticism.
Below is a letter that I sent to Dan Aykroyd some time ago, and that I’d like to now share with you.
Unfortunately, shortly after I posted an article earlier today it disappeared. The link led to an ‘unavailable’ page, and I’m waiting on feedback from Blogger to try and fix the issue, see if they have a way of solving this problem.
Of course, if they can’t, then I’m out a post this week. To make up for it, if I can’t get the post back up by the end of the week then I’ll post something new next Tuesday. Who knows, I might even resist the urge to smash my computer in frustration before then!
See you soon.
I’ve found that black comedy suits my personality to a tee. Looking at the world, all its ugliness and stupidity, and choosing to laugh. It speaks to something inside me, that asshole nugget buried deep (or not very deep at all, depending on who you ask). It’s a perfect fusion of the masks of comedy and tragedy – somewhere between a frown and a smirk. I laugh without compromising my pessimism.
There’s few other genres that make me cringe as much as I laugh. Or even do both at the same time. It only happens when I really care about the characters. If my life has had one constant, it’s that ‘it’s easy to hate people,’ but that’s the difference. Everyone’s bad here, which makes the whole thing a lot more relative in who I can root for. No matter how vile, despicable, or just plain old fucked up, every character is deserving of love if handled correctly.