Act One: Under cover of Darkness
I was playing Max Payne 2 today, hoping for some film noir-ish type inspiration for my books. For some reason, this second chapter is so hard to write because it really lacks in any imagery that I haven’t already stated. My first chapter was very powerful (I enjoy reading over it), but I just can’t get anything decent for my second chapter. It’s becoming increasingly difficult. I feel like I’ve lost the ability to form any decent piece of writing.
So, to toy around with writing from a different angle, I wrote a “final chapter” for Under cover of Darkness - the story which contains Andrew, Amy, Shortman (Cory) and Binkle’s character (who I didn’t actually use in this chapter). Andrew’s character is an undercover cop, infiltrating the underbelly of the mob in the City (I use ‘City’ as the name because I don’t care to be specific). Andrew’s mob nickname is ‘Gunman’. He trolls around with two other guys, “Muscle” and “Shortman”. They are his mob cohorts. Anyway, the chapter begins with Andrew driving to the outskirts of the city with Muscle and Shortman to kill Amy. Problem is, throughout the entire story, he has had a relationship going on with Amy. The only reason he is going to kill her is because Ricky (loosely based off Travis, and I’m considering a name change), a gang underlord was murdered by her near the end of the story.
So, they go out to kill her, and Shortman is in the back touching her in various places because he’s a sick bastard. But anyway, they go out there. Various things happen. I’ve planned it out, I just can’t form it to words. Even now, as I’m typing this, I keep screwing up typing words. When I first wrote the previous sentence, it was “I’ve planed it uot, I just can’t from the wrods.”
There’s some sort of loose connection between my brain and my hands.
Act Two: YOWZA!!!
Today, as a result of my history class, I was at the University of Western Ontario, hanging out in the D.B. Weldon Library. Overall, the experience wasn’t very exciting. I spent the day hanging out with Fraser and Shortman (I’ve started calling Cory that in real life, for the sake of syncing up with my story).
One thing that was interesting was university life. They all seemed so laid back. And the girls there. This is why the title is…as it is. Honestly, they were the most scantily clad individuals I have ever seen. If you combined the shorts on all the girls I saw at UWO, there wouldn’t have been enough fabric in all of them to make me a pair of pants.
There are hot pants…and then there are hot pants…
And then there are no pants, which is what I saw.
Freakin A…or something to that effect.
Otherwise, it wasn’t very interesting. I didn’t tour campus. In fact, I hardly left the library except for lunch. And, aside from Fraser and Cory, I barely saw anyone from my class. In fact, I only posted this entire blog entry because Binkle insisted I do it. Not a whole lot of substance to it…my apologies…but it was a terribly boring day.
Act Three: Books
There seems to be a book theme to my post today. Well, I’m a fairly huge coward when it comes to social interaction. I’d never have the courage to ask a girl out. I can’t ask people for directions. I can’t talk to people about anything. I can’t even talk to my teachers!
But today, I made a mysterious and alluring breakthrough in my social retardation. I typed up a resume and cover letter, popped it into an envelope, and dropped it off at Coles Bookstore. I need a job, and I want it at a place that I’ll enjoy working at. So, Coles was my first pick.
When I approached the guy at the counter, I choked and almost froze right there. He walked out to meet me, and it was bizarre. Anyway, I handed him the envelope and said, “Hey. I’m just hear to drop off my resume. I’m not sure if you’re hiring right now, although someone said you might be GULP so I figured I’d swing by and drop this off.”
I was nervous. It showed. I honestly don’t expect to get the job.
But, there you have it. A day in the life of me. Boring, n’est pas.
On a final note, I think we need to get Amy to watch Final Destination before she goes to France. I think the movie about a class going to France and the plane exploding will give incredibly dizzying hopes to a first-time flyer.
Click.