The Onion

As Peer Gynt says, I am an onion. Layers on top of layers, hiding a core.

Who am I?

Am I...

.../the things I like/the things I experience/the synthesizer of theory/the intertext/the death of the artist/the quest for meaning/...

?

Soon these layers just give way to more layers, though, and I have not found the center.

Who are you, Justin? I am but myself.

[310 Posts. 1 Year. End Blog.]

Delicious Punch-Ups

I tore his throat out and fed it to him. He couldn't swallow it, though... 'cause he didn't have a throat.

Seriously, I could write these delicious punch-ups for a living. Call me, world.

Untitled Melodrama 01

So, for fun, here are some excerpts from the screenplay I wrote for no reason at all. It currently clocks in at 36 pages.

Originally, I had titled it while a work in progress as "Untitled Melodrama 01" but this completed first draft, dated June 26, 2008* is titled "Backyards."

It includes some uncomfortable homoeroticism:


My love of squash:


And an obligatory Jurassic Park reference:


*But why is this dated after your previous post where you said you had finished it, you ask. Because, that's why.

And He Wrote to Completion

That's right, I finished something I started. What's that you speak of?, you ask. Oh, don't you remember. Certainly, little more than a writing exercise. I certainly never intend to produce. But first, a little description of this screenplay. It's melodramatic, sure. But it's sort of an anti-romantic comedy, see. There's the protagonist who is an asshole, the fact that the two leads may or may not end up together, and the less said about the mutual masturbation scene the better. I may post some excerpts. But I may do some extra revisions first.

Okay, so what's next?, you say. I'm going to finally write my short story "Dr. Pretorius." I've never read anything by Kathy Acker, but I can say with the utmost confidence that it will do for Bride of Frankenstein what Acker did for Great Expectations.

Good day, sir.

Joy/Misery

I've started writing again.