Sunday, September 10, 2017

Short Post and a Song #130: The moral of this story is that flip flops are terrible.

ME: It's nice out today. I should wear flip flops!

[roughly five seconds after leaving my apartment in the flip flops]

ME: *sobbing* Why do I always make decisions that end up hurting me in the end?

COP: You need to get up off the sidewalk, ma'am.


"Oslo in the Summertime" by of Montreal

I'm back to working on the second book in the Renaissance Experiment trilogy now, but last week I took a break to clear my head and splash around in a few of my other works in progress. I spent most of the week editing my monster novel, Moorhouse, but I also did some conceptual work on a science fiction project of mine, tentatively titled Tabula Rasa.

Halfway through writing Moorhouse I found a song that I could imagine playing during the opening credits of the movie version of my novel. Despite being a severe case of thinking way too far ahead, this really helped crystallize in my mind what the important themes were of what was at the time an overly complicated story.

For Tabula Rasa I imagine "Oslo in the Summertime" playing right at the beginning of the story's first scene. A group of young adults wake up on a beautiful but deserted island, and no one has any memory of who they are or how they got there. There's something in this song that just perfectly captures for me how unsettling an experience like that would truly be, how a person might almost become sort of numb and just float through it all, because what else could you do?

Friday, September 1, 2017

Short Post and a Song #129: Gotham can be a real dick.

GOTHAM: Fuck off, Batman, you're a weird criminal and we don't want you.

*Batman leaves*

*Something terrible happens to Gotham*

*Batman reluctantly returns*

GOTHAM: What the hell, Batman, where were you? You could've prevented this whole thing, you asshole.


"Love Man" by Otis Redding

"Love Man" is another one of those songs I had to hear randomly on a playlist before I could divorce it from the movie I first saw it in (Dirty Dancing). To be honest I still have trouble listening to it without imagining Patrick Swayze and Jennifer Grey sway-dancing, but I'm not sure that's a bad thing.

I'm posting this on Friday since I'm going to Love Dan's family's lake house for the long weekend. "But, but, the alliteration!" you're probably thinking, since like me, alliteration is probably something that haunts your thoughts day and night. But I think Short Post and a Song will survive being posted on a non-S day just this once.