wasted time at the library

did some work for bruce in the library, killing time before my 230pm appointment. one hour of work and it was all lost. i copied to the clipboard and forgot to paste in an email to myself before i closed word.

i should invest in a thumb drive.

or i should start using google docs. there are tools to save me from kicking myself in the ass. use them.

nine bucks for parking at the library.

never been so often mistaken for an attorney.

transcribing stories

day two at bruce's house.

he has handwritten a story and needs my help, transcribing to digital format. he reads out loud and i type. i'm a pretty good typist but a bad speller. we make some plans to share bits and pieces of the storyboard as we move forward towards writing a film script.

those days.

he noticed i was reading 'man in the high castle' and he remembered how people have compared his writing to philip k dick.

he loves coincidences, he says. i would compare his work more to kafka. innocent and surreal.

we should be working on pirate mike. there is interest. maybe even demand.

bruce also wants to work on his joker story. but its hard to change gears. one thing at a time. and when there is so much to do, it feels like we're going to be spending a lot of time together.