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I got nothing

I'm sure all of you who are hanging on my every word are scrambling for a hand-hold right about now. I got nothing. I woke up before noon on Sunday ... but just because of daylight savings time. I'm reading an Elizabeth I autobiography that I picked up for a story idea I have, only to find out that it is a real page turner and I can't put it down. I'm on pins and needles to see how it turns out. My apartment's pretty clean, with the exception of my bedroom. I think I'm genetically predisposed to have a pig-sty bedroom, and fear the biological repercussions if I ever actually cleaned it. Taking in my car tomorrow to be repaired. Yes, the body work business is obviously going like gangbusters in Edmonton because the earliest appointment I could get was about four months after I needed one. I got nothing.

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Anonymous said…
Nothing????

What the fahhh.... is there a news blackout there or something!

Us guys..... in the rest of Canada, (besides being glad not to be living in Edmonton....as someone who has lived there can verify) have found out about an Edmontonian independent film-maker whose ideas are dependent on emulating his hero Dexter.

No comments about.....

Dexter doubles ? .....

Writer's chopping blocks ? ....

or

Truth is stranger than fiction, so I have to live it first before I can write about it style of screenwriting ???

Things must be weirder in Edmonton than I thought.
3 November 2008 at 16:57
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