*GrandExalted: if you could have any superpower what would you pick?
me: why would you ask that question?
GrandExalted: just curious I guess.
me: I have to go.
*Signs off.
I can't sleep. Memphis is warm and syrupy this time of year. The kind of town that dribbles right through your veins and makes your heart thump louder. It's unshakable. I thought I would leave after he was gone. But Memphis held fast to me. Guess I should go out and give thanks. Some people talk about home like it's just a place to keep your things, but here... hell, Elvis felt it, so did Johnny. Isn't that enough?
The sweat and melody that pulls me when I walk out my door tells me it's more than enough. I owe this town my life. I... I don't know what I would have done after he was gone if I'd been anywhere else.
I need to get a dog or something. Christ, I'm cracking up.
*car comes thumping by... thump thump BOOM.... she runs.*
3.06.2007
3.05.2007
*oh god.. do I walk by? He's seen me.*
*hospital room, SHE's sitting next to a young woman, beaten, in a cast but alive, a nurse is looking at her chart*
"How you found her was a miracle. There've been a rash of bodies in here lately, worse off than this one here. Gotten so bad, the girls here won't walk to their car alone after their shift."
"I just got lucky... guess I scared him off is all. A..and I couldn't just leave her lying there."
"There're people who would've looked the other way, scared. Me for one, as much as that hurts to admit, but she's sleeping so it's just you and me. I would have pissed myself thinking I was next."
"Was in the right place is all."
"Have the cops come back in to talk to you? They found him you know. He was in worse shape than this poor thing here, I can tell you... they're hoping that you can explain how he got that way...though they're laughing more than suspecting that someone your size coulda done all that."
"I didn't... "
"It's okay, either way you're the hero here. If to no one than our girl here... and maybe me. I'll be walking home a little easier tonight."
*Did I? I was so scared...*
**therapy session**
"So I sorta saved someone, I guess."
"Are we speaking literally or figuratively?"
"I don't know... I saw a woman being raped and next thing I know I'm holding her hand over at Baptist Memorial and the nurse is telling me they caught the guy."
"Well, that is good news. How are you feeling about this? In saving her, do you feel you've saved yourself at all?"
"Hadn't thought about that. They said the guy was in real bad shape when they found him. Some cop keeps asking me if I know anything, the others are all giggling about how a tiny Memphis Belle could do anything like that."
"Do you think you could have done anything like that?"
"You ask a lot of questions...I don't know why I'm here again. I dunno. I feel so weak. I can't concentrate on much these days. I sit online all the time talking to people so removed from me, just to feel safe."
"Maybe you are safer than you think. It's a big world out there, too many people walking around like they don't know left from right. You have a better head on your shoulders than you give yourself credit. I think it's been a long time since anyone has said something like that to you, but it's time."
"Yeah, okay. Bill me this time."
"This one's on the house, Hero."
*hospital room, SHE's sitting next to a young woman, beaten, in a cast but alive, a nurse is looking at her chart*
"How you found her was a miracle. There've been a rash of bodies in here lately, worse off than this one here. Gotten so bad, the girls here won't walk to their car alone after their shift."
"I just got lucky... guess I scared him off is all. A..and I couldn't just leave her lying there."
"There're people who would've looked the other way, scared. Me for one, as much as that hurts to admit, but she's sleeping so it's just you and me. I would have pissed myself thinking I was next."
"Was in the right place is all."
"Have the cops come back in to talk to you? They found him you know. He was in worse shape than this poor thing here, I can tell you... they're hoping that you can explain how he got that way...though they're laughing more than suspecting that someone your size coulda done all that."
"I didn't... "
"It's okay, either way you're the hero here. If to no one than our girl here... and maybe me. I'll be walking home a little easier tonight."
*Did I? I was so scared...*
**therapy session**
"So I sorta saved someone, I guess."
"Are we speaking literally or figuratively?"
"I don't know... I saw a woman being raped and next thing I know I'm holding her hand over at Baptist Memorial and the nurse is telling me they caught the guy."
"Well, that is good news. How are you feeling about this? In saving her, do you feel you've saved yourself at all?"
"Hadn't thought about that. They said the guy was in real bad shape when they found him. Some cop keeps asking me if I know anything, the others are all giggling about how a tiny Memphis Belle could do anything like that."
"Do you think you could have done anything like that?"
"You ask a lot of questions...I don't know why I'm here again. I dunno. I feel so weak. I can't concentrate on much these days. I sit online all the time talking to people so removed from me, just to feel safe."
"Maybe you are safer than you think. It's a big world out there, too many people walking around like they don't know left from right. You have a better head on your shoulders than you give yourself credit. I think it's been a long time since anyone has said something like that to you, but it's time."
"Yeah, okay. Bill me this time."
"This one's on the house, Hero."
3.04.2007
it's been a while...
since I posted anything here. I didn't forget, I just couldn't formulate. I'm working on that though and will be posting here regularly if for no other reason than to purge these ideas to be able to rework them later.
7.26.2006
premise
Premise is basically that through a series of extraordinary coincidences, a young woman is left wondering if she really has superpowers or whether she merely has the strength to help others around her.
Perhaps it's not birthrites and toxic accidents that create superheroes, perhaps it's really just the strength within us to make things right in the world.
She has her own problems, her husband was killed in a drunk driving accident. She consistently blames herself for it, wonders why she couldn't have saved him if she may or may not have the power to save others.
As we see her through these coincidences, things that are very much a part of every day life, that make you wonder... are some of us a little more blessed or do we just happen to be in the right place at the right time.
Perhaps it's not birthrites and toxic accidents that create superheroes, perhaps it's really just the strength within us to make things right in the world.
She has her own problems, her husband was killed in a drunk driving accident. She consistently blames herself for it, wonders why she couldn't have saved him if she may or may not have the power to save others.
As we see her through these coincidences, things that are very much a part of every day life, that make you wonder... are some of us a little more blessed or do we just happen to be in the right place at the right time.
7.24.2006
kicking around (idea 1)
*(couple in a car)
If you had any superpower what would it be?
like what? marvel or dc?
anything.
I'd blow up car speakers. You know, all those idiots who think we need to listen to their shitty taste in music with the added pleasure of deafening themselves? Yeah, I'd blow those up. Speaking of the Devil... (car booming music rolls up)... perfect example... boom (BOOM!)... shit.
What the hell was that?
Never happened like that before...
Before?
*(therapy session)
You know why you're here, it's not your fault he's gone you know. You can't control accidents.
They always say that... everyone says that. But if I couldn't control it, then who do I blame? How do I deal?
You have to find that strength in yourself. If you look hard enough, you'll find it's there. It's in all of us.
(gets up from the couch)
(drops a check for 100 bucks on the desk)
Thanks a bunch, keep the change.
(door shuts behind her)
*(sitting at her computer, ashtray full of butts next to her)
It's been 6 months and things aren't any easier. I still come home to an empty house and work over in my head how if I hadn't sent him to the store for tampons he might be home with me. I might not be killing myself slowly with all these damn cigarettes.
He always fought me when I asked him to buy them for me. Maybe he was right, I'd take cramps and errands over all of this any day
(IM pops up. GrandExalted-)
Maybe you could have stopped it, but it's too late. Maybe you can find that strength afterall, or you could just make a beer run and wallow. Up to you.
Beer sounds good. Thanks.
*(walking to the store)
(under the light we see what looks like a couple making out as she gets closer we realize it's a rape and the man is covering the mouth of the woman who is trying desparately to scream. Flash to her eyes and a glimpse of the hand over the woman's mouth, tear falling. Flash to HER, eyes narrowed)
If you had any superpower what would it be?
like what? marvel or dc?
anything.
I'd blow up car speakers. You know, all those idiots who think we need to listen to their shitty taste in music with the added pleasure of deafening themselves? Yeah, I'd blow those up. Speaking of the Devil... (car booming music rolls up)... perfect example... boom (BOOM!)... shit.
What the hell was that?
Never happened like that before...
Before?
*(therapy session)
You know why you're here, it's not your fault he's gone you know. You can't control accidents.
They always say that... everyone says that. But if I couldn't control it, then who do I blame? How do I deal?
You have to find that strength in yourself. If you look hard enough, you'll find it's there. It's in all of us.
(gets up from the couch)
(drops a check for 100 bucks on the desk)
Thanks a bunch, keep the change.
(door shuts behind her)
*(sitting at her computer, ashtray full of butts next to her)
It's been 6 months and things aren't any easier. I still come home to an empty house and work over in my head how if I hadn't sent him to the store for tampons he might be home with me. I might not be killing myself slowly with all these damn cigarettes.
He always fought me when I asked him to buy them for me. Maybe he was right, I'd take cramps and errands over all of this any day
(IM pops up. GrandExalted-)
Maybe you could have stopped it, but it's too late. Maybe you can find that strength afterall, or you could just make a beer run and wallow. Up to you.
Beer sounds good. Thanks.
*(walking to the store)
(under the light we see what looks like a couple making out as she gets closer we realize it's a rape and the man is covering the mouth of the woman who is trying desparately to scream. Flash to her eyes and a glimpse of the hand over the woman's mouth, tear falling. Flash to HER, eyes narrowed)
comic con
I was asked several times this weekend at the Con why I don't have my own comic. I have excuses.
I can draw, but I would want to detail the art to such an extent before I'm happy with it that I would lose track of the goal. OR I haven't pinned down an idea yet. Those are both such cop out answers to a question I have tossed around quite a bit over the last several years though there are solutions. Simple ones. I know artists. Artists who love comics but aren't currently involved in one have mentioned interest in the idea.
Maybe the timing is right. Maybe I should try kicking around just one idea and see where it goes. This blog will be that journey. Disregard the format, it's more for me at this point.
I can draw, but I would want to detail the art to such an extent before I'm happy with it that I would lose track of the goal. OR I haven't pinned down an idea yet. Those are both such cop out answers to a question I have tossed around quite a bit over the last several years though there are solutions. Simple ones. I know artists. Artists who love comics but aren't currently involved in one have mentioned interest in the idea.
Maybe the timing is right. Maybe I should try kicking around just one idea and see where it goes. This blog will be that journey. Disregard the format, it's more for me at this point.
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