( Life on Mars - One-shots )
( LoM - 5 Things... Fic )

5 Times Chris Saved the Day (and the One Time They Noticed) - PG, 1555 words
A/N: For gosh_a_monster

5 Times Gene Hunt Believed in God - PG-13, 1101 words
A/N: For amproof

5 Times Gene Hunt Saw Sam Tyler After 1981 - PG-13, 1392 words
Warnings: assumes character's death as mentioned in A2A 1.01
A/N: For jean_geanie

5 Times Gene Saved Sam - R, Sam/Gene, 1781 words
A/N: For talcat

5 Times Gene Was Sam's Slut - NC-17, Sam/Gene, 2282 words
A/N: For fawsley

5 Times Gene Wondered What They Were Really Up To in Hyde - PG-13, Sam/Gene, 803 words
A/N: For karaokegal

5 Times Ray Got Thumped, and Probably Didn't Deserve It - PG-13, 385 words
A/N: For elfbert

5 Times Sam Cried - R, 2074 words
A/N: For hugglewolf

5 Times Sam and/or Gene Got Involved in Little Sammy's Life - PG-13, 2116 words
A/N: For momentarylapse8

5 Times Sam Knew Gene Loved Him... - PG-13, Sam/Gene, 1447 words
A/N: For mistress_pol 

5 Times Sam Missed Not Living in 2006 Anymore - PG-13, 828 words
Warnings: mentions of abuse, small amount of blood
A/N: For space_oddity_75 

5 Times Sam Tyler Fell in Love - PG, 1238 words
A/N: For walkerbaby

5 Times Sam Was Truly Alone - PG-13, 1877 words
Warnings: character death, angst
A/N: time_testudinem
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"Something is wrong," Snoopy said to Woodstock as he sat at his typewriter one day. "I've been writing for such a long time, and I'm not famous yet. I think it's time to write something really important. I just wish I could think of something really important." 

I was definitely in a good writing mood today, and the lack of a headache certainly helped towards that. I filled up another 8 pages of the Moleskine, bringing me to page 189, and it's a scene I'm quite happy with and another that could use a little work but that I still like. I figured out that if I continue on the 8 page a day pace, notebook #1 for Novel #2 could actually be filled by next Thursday. Which means I'll have to get to a bookstore earlier than I thought in order to pick up a new moleskine.

In addition to N#2, I also started screenplay #5 today! It's been over a year since I wrote a screenplay and though I've loved working on novels, I missed it so much. My brain keeps trying to be overly descriptive, of course, so I have to keep snapping it back into "keep it straightforward and simple" mode. I wrote a rough outline of the screenplay the other day, and this story, I think, has a good solid structure, so I'm happy. And today, I started writing the actual screenplay. Not much, just the opening scene which comes to just over a page, but I'm happy that I've started. It's a comedy, so my brain has been switching into funny mode and trying to work out humorous situations and jokes. I'm keeping track of every little thing I think of. It's better to have too much than not enough.

On an unrelated note, I was approved for unemployment benefits today. Awesome Boss advised me to sign up. She said it's what she and a lot of other film production people do between films. It's not much as, due to the way the yearly quarters fall, I'm only getting credited for what I got paid by Best Buy, but since I don't have to pay rent, it's enough to cover my monthly bills (student loan, health care, cell phone, etc.) so that I shouldn't have to dip into savings.

I'm going to heat up some spring rolls for lunch and catch up more on my missed TV. I finished off the final episodes of Fringe, watched the first ep I missed of Heroes, and right now am focusing on working my way through House. While watching the All-Star game the other night, I saw ads for House's new season and I squee'd quite majorly. One of my favorite shows + mental hospitals? Oh yes please.

As evidenced by the following conversation which occurred last night, I don't generally like interacting with the human race. Some days, for no reason whatsoever, I just don't want anything to do with them. (Hence my whole "I want to grow up to be a hermit just not quite as crazy as Howard Hughes" ambition.)

Watching the MLB All-Star Game, they're congratulating everyday people who contributed something positive to society.

Me: Ugh. Enough with the schmaltz already. I just wanna see some baseball.
TV: Each hero was nominated by their friends and family...
Me: Why didn't you nominated me?
Mom: You don't like people.
Me: Yeah, well, I can start a non-profit. For free, I'll walk around and tell homeless people to go get jobs.
Mom: I hate to break it to you, but this is one award you're never going to win.

So, anyway, this feeling continued into today, not helped by going to the bank after seeing Harry Potter and having the clerk stare at her screen for a few minutes before saying, "I can't seem to find your savings account." The savings account was found but by the time I got home, I just didn't feel like writing. But, I forced myself to go and then forced out 8 pages worth of stuff. I'm generally okay with it, though the secondary character in that scene needs some work.

So, I'm just going to be a hermit the rest of the night. I do have Rescue Dawn. I might watch that.

So, I was pretty busy for the second half of television season this year and missed whopping amounts of episodes from my favorite shows, shows I had wanted to start watching, and shows I needed to finish watching. I finally went through and wrote down all the eps I missed and will be systematically working my way through them, hopefully before the new season starts this Fall. Thankfully, most of what I need is on Hulu.com which will save me downloading time.

Fringe: 3 episodes (it was 5 but I watched 2 this morning)
House: 13
Battlestar Galactica: 8
CSI: 16
Dollhouse: 12 (well, it will be 13 when the supposed unaired epilogue episode thing is available)
Heroes: 16

Now, Heroes is the only show I intentionally gave up on. It was airing against new episodes of "Intervention" and frankly, the drug addicts were much more compelling than the repetitive lame nonsense that was going on over on Heroes. But, the new Star Trek has reminded me how much I really liked Zachary Quinto, so I've decided to catch up on it for his sake. (Though I'm still upset they haven't brought Chris Eccleston back for more episodes. Seriously, they can bring back characters who have died but they can't bring back one who simply decided to disappear on his own? Of course, after seeing the recent seasons, maybe Claude there made the right choice...)

Anyway, yeah. I have a lot of TV to watch.

In the meantime, writing! I've decided to push forward my self-imposed deadline to July 31. If I fill up 4 pages of the moleskine a day, I should have it filled by July 31. Today I wrote 9 pages, so I'd say we're on track. Still haven't heard from Awesome Boss or UPC about my synopsis but I know they've been busy so I didn't really expect to hear anything by now. What I think I'm going to do is print of the first 50 pages of the novel (which is what the agency requests in addition to a synopsis) and revise my query letter, plus get the envelopes printed off and ready, so that as soon as I do get feedback on the synopsis, I can be all ready to go with everything else.

Rest of the day plans: do chores, ride Cecil, watch the All-Star game tonight at 8pm. (jpgr , I think for once we can both agree on which team should win, don't you think?)

Twice on my way to Starbucks, an animal tried to use my car as its vehicle of death. Okay, so it probably wasn't intentional on their part, but it still freaked me out. First, on a back road I see this dark speck in the middle of the road and from a distance it looks like a leaf. It's not until I'm closer that I realize it's a small turtle. Yes, I live so far back in the woods, wild turtles cross the road. Well, I swerve to try and miss it, but I was on a curve, and there is no shoulder on that road. I didn't feel a thump, but when I looked in my mirror I saw the thing flip over onto its back, at least I think I did.

Now, I'm getting over my guilt regarding the turtle, and am on the highway at this point, when I see something else ahead of me. Again, from a distance, it looks like a piece of rubber. I'm getting ready to avoid it because I don't want to hit a piece of rubber, and as I get closer I see that it's not a piece of rubber but a freaking groundhog. I have just enough to distance with the car behind me in the opposite lane, to jut over without warning and barely avoid the fuzzy creature. I again look in my mirror and see the groundhog dragging itself across the other lane to the barrier. I don't know if it was already injured and trying to make it across or if it was just walking, since those things waddle close to the ground.

Although I'm not sure if I hit either, all I could visualize was my car covered in the blood of innocent forest creatures. It wasn't, but I still expected it to be. Stay away from the road forest creatures!

Anyway, writing went better than driving today. Up to page 156 and also counted the remaining pages in the moleskine. Turns out there are 240 not 250, so I am definitely ahead of pace in filling it up by August 6th. After typing up yesterday's writing I was at 24,000 words. By the time the notebook's filled the book should be about halfway done. I'm aiming to have it around 90,000 to 100,000.

Oh. And Vice-President Biden shall be permitted to attend another Phillies games since he was properly dressed in a Phillies cap and his wife was wearing red and white, and the Phil's had an amazing bottom of the 9th comeback win. If they would have lost, I would have not allowed Biden to attend another game because clearly, the loss would have been his fault.

I sold the walker! The day was sort of slow, as we don't think the park advertised very well, but the very first thing we sold - and before the flea market even started - was my dad's old walker. Not only was it $15 right off the bat, it was also the only item I had absolutely, positively wanted to get rid of. So, even though the rest of the day was slow, I was happy. We ended up making just over $34, selling off some old computer speakers, $4 worth of books, an old bathroom rack, some glasses and kitchen things, and a few other tidbits which was good considering the amount of people there.

And the woman selling next to us had a daughter (who showed up later), who had just finished her first year at NYU. Not many people go to NYU from the schools around here, so it was quite a coincidence. Alas, she hadn't lived in Goddard her freshman year, but Brittany. Still pretty cool. And she seemed like a nice, normal NYU-er, not one of the crazy ones. She bought smiling snowman sheets off us for $1 because she "had to have these in her life."

I forced myself to write my five page minimum when I went to Starbucks today. I was unusually tired thanks to getting up at 6am for the first time in just over a week. Funny, how quickly sleeping habits shift. Still, I got the five pages out and I'm ahead of schedule, so yay! And I found this awesome quote on writing in my mom's, erm, AARP magazine. I wasn't reading it per se, but I happened to pick up during a commercial break during the ball game yesterday. It's from an article written by Elmore Leonard, the author of the novels "Get Shorty" and "Out of Sight."

"At the time I begin writing a novel, the last thing I want to do is follow a plot outline. To know too much at the start takes the pleasure out of discovering what the book is about. I think of characters who will carry a story. The plot comes out of the characters, their attitude. How they talk describes who they are. Dialogue, in fact, is the element that keeps the story moving. Characters are judged as they appear. Anyone who can't hold up his or her end of a conversation is liable to be shelved, or maybe shot."

What struck me so much about this quote is that it is exactly how I write! I have a loose beginning, middle, and end in my head, but on a first draft, I primarily make it up as a I go along based on how my characters react to certain scenes. Often I'll think about some things far in advance, how to get from point A to point B, but can't figure it out until I get my characters to that scene. Then they often figure it out for me. This is why I can't write a story out of order.

So, yeah. Wanted to share my enthusiasm for that quote.

As of my own writing today, filled up through page 149. Didn't type up today's writing yet, but as of yesterday it's just over 23,000, so it looks like I'm churning about 1,000 words per day, which could be better, but could be worse. I think on the last novel, one of my best days was 3,000 words. That doesn't happen often.

Going to type up today's stuff before going to Red Robin with my mom. Yay for non-microwaved meals!

Writing time was pushed back a little today as I had to wait for the piano tuner. But once I got to Starbucks the writing went well. Wrote a different scene for introducing a main problem and I like it so much better than the scene I had before. It will still need it's own edits, of course, but I think the premise definitely looks better. Also filled my daily writing quota, filling up to page 143. Once I type up today's work I'll have an updated word count, but likely it'll be around 23,000 so far.

Also heard back from UPC last night who said he did want to read my synopsis, so I sent it to him. Now I just have to wait until both he and Awesome Boss have time to read it and respond. I'm itching to send out a query, but right now I just have to wait for their feedback. Especially since my last draft was simply god-awful, I really need to know what others think before sending it out.

And yes, Starbucks employee, I know how old I am.

Okay, so everyone makes assumptions about people. Don't pretend you don't. I do it, too, and in fact, you can turn it into a fun party game, speculating why someone would wear that, why they look unhappy, what their doing on that computer over there in the corner. What bothers me is when people not only assume all their fun guesses are true, but then voice them as truth to the person they've made the assumptions about. Following me? Good, because I'm lost...

Anyway, "fun" conversation of the day:

( Conversation of Fail )

Isn't biking up hills supposed to get easier the more you do it? Or is it like watching episodes of The Hills and it just gets more numbing and less fulfilling? Okay, so I've biked for four days (Saturday, Sunday, Tuesday, and today), but you'd think going up hills would be at least a little easier. Okay, so maybe they're not even hills as much as inclines, but even that should be easier, shouldn't it? Damn kids make it look so easy, scooting around on their training wheels, mocking me with their speed.

in other news, writing went well again today. I seem to be in a groove now that I've restructured the beginning and found a better way to introduce my antagonist. The last novel was more man versus nature (or woman versus nature, rather), so the obstacles weren't caused by a human antagonist. Having a non-living dead bad guy is going to be a lot of fun to work with. I filled up just about 10 pages in the moleskine today, finishing up page 135. I did some typing when I got back from Starbucks and made it to page 125. If I pound on the keyboard tonight, I can hopefully get all caught up.

I didn't do any flea market preparation today since when I got home, I had to sit at my computer for an hour and vote for Shane Victorino to make the All-Star Team. I don't know how many times I voted between 3pm and the cut off time of 4pm, but whatever it was, it worked! Our Flyin' Hawaiian claimed the 33rd roster spot for the National League All-Star team. Yes, I sat at my computer for an hour just voting for a baseball player. I am a fan. This is what we do.

Also started a reboot Kirk/Spock fic for culf  which will never see the light of day because 1) I owe her and 2) I really want Warren makes Sam crazy with hallucinogens and Gene finds him wandering the streets thinking it's 2006 and keeps calling the Guv "Maya"...fic. I've also started plotting out the next, and probably last, SASG fic. Will see once I start writing it if it'll be worth to post or just unnecessary drivel.

ETA: Caught up on all my typing. Current word count is just over 22,000 which makes me just under 1/4 of the way through my first draft.

Captain Jack Harkness and I had to fight the Decepticons who were now in league with the Cybermen. We raced a van full of injured people away from a Cybermen infested area and drove through a Cyberman checkpoint disguised as free Arby's meal giveaways by shouting out the window, "There are food allergies in the car!" We made it into New Jersey where Optimus Prime and the other Autobots were waiting for us.

Didn't write as much as the last two days, but I did fill over my 5 page daily minimum, so I'm still on track. Also looked through the beginning parts again and started making notes on how I going to rearrange it all and make it work. Last night typed up to page 112 and the word count as of then is something over 18,000. I'm at page 126 now. Hopefully I'll be caught up with all the typing soon.

I also e-mailed Awesome Boss and UPC about reading my new and hopefully improved synopsis. Awesome Boss said she should be able to read it sometime next week after she's mostly finished with the press kit. Haven't heard back from UPC yet but he's busy wrapping up the production office, so I didn't expect an immediate reply.

And, I finished the rough draft of a new LoM fic. Hopefully I'll have time to type it up and revise it tonight after my mom and I get back from our massages. Yay massages! My upper back is killing me after Wii Boxing the other day and we haven't gone since about January or February, so it'll be nice and relaxing for both of us.

Have only watched Day One of the new Torchwood and I have only two things to say: 1) absolutely awesome! and 2) Reg Cole!

Another good novel writing today. Filled up another ten moleskine pages - through pg. 119. I only have it typed up to page 97, though so I don't know the total word count, but as of page 97, it's over 15,000 words. Most of this is going to be rewritten and restructured later, though. Had to kill my protagonist's childhood dog today. Nothing overly traumatic - no hit by car or Old Yeller situations - just old age. But, it was still hard to write, emotionally. Yes, I can do innumerable things to human characters, but when it comes to an animal, I find it very difficult. (Hence why I tear up during live action 101 Dalmations but shrug at Atonement.)

Gave the synopsis a rest. I think this version is in decent shape, but until an outside source reads it, I have no idea. I'm going to e-mail UPC tonight to see if he'll give it a go. He said he wanted to read the book but I kept forgetting to send him chapters, so hopefully he'll be willing to read the five page synopsis. I'm also going to e-mail Awesome Boss and see if she'll have another look at it.

Right now, taking Cecil to the park and meeting Mom there. We're going walk/ride right after she gets off work. Then it'll be back home for novel typing (maybe) and the Phillies!

Oh, and I started writing fic for people I owe fic to. Yay fic!

I hopped on the Wii Fit and remembered how much fun the boxing game is. You work up a good sweat but you're not completely exhausted once you're finished. Plus, you get to virtually punch things. Always fun.

Writing went really well today. I've realized I need to push back one event and push up a different event in the novel, a change which should make the beginning flow better. I also calculated that I need to fill up 5 pages of the moleskine a day in order to have it filled by my goal date. Today writing went really well and I ended up filling just about 10 pages worth. Also did some more fine tuning on the synopsis. It's only five pages now and I think the story beats are definitely clearer than they were before, but I think the last two pages need another humorous line or two. Granted, the book does get more serious towards the end, and the synopsis follows suit, but I don't know if that fact will be clear in the short synopsis or if it will just look like I got lazy and stopped being funny.

Also went grocery shopping for me and mom (and I'm sorry teenaged check-out girl whose sister just showed up, I don't care if Julio just told management you were "preggo," could you please just swipe my gift card so I can go home?) and went through the book boxes for the flea market, so those are all organized.

In those boxes, also found a whole bunch of my school notebooks from 1st/2nd grade. I present for your amusement, an actual entry. I think I was supposed to record what I did during the summer for school.

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July 2, 1994

Wore: I wore a Lenny Dysktra shirt, jean shorts, white socks, and blue slip-ons.

Did: I watched "Tiny Toons" and "Tazmania" this morning. I cleaned my room. I also played with my Jurrasic [sic] Park toys. I took scraps of wood and made them into a small train. I also went minature [sic] golfing with my two sister's' [sic] and my one sister's boyfriend.

Ate: I ate a butter and cheese sandwich with a sqeeze-it [sic]. For dinner I had barbaque [sic] chicken with water.

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*spies Phillies shirts in closet and Tiny Toons DVDs on shelf, knows exactly where Jurassic Park toys are in toy closet*

Oh how little has changed. And I can't remember what a "squeeze-it" is. It was either a type of yogurt or ice pop, I think.

It looks like my World Series Champions may have snapped their June slump after sweeping the Mets this weekend. For once we had good starting pitching and Jimmy Rollins was hitting like the MVP he used to be. Thank god. After going losing 12 of 15 before this series we nearly lost 1st place in the NL East. We're only 1 game ahead of the Marlins but at least we're ahead. And the Mets are now tied with Atlanta at four games behind.

Took Cecil the Bike out for his second ride. The pedal on the left side is squeaking but it's nothing a little grease can't handle, if I ever get around to greasing it. It's riding smoothly so there's nothing mechanically wrong. I think I'll try and bike every other day, weather permitting, and hop on the Wii Fit the days in between for a little yoga and balance stuff. (And I only gained 6lbs during production, even though it felt like way more.)

Mom and I will be doing another flea market this Saturday so I'm going to spend the week getting stuff together. We were really cleaned out at the last one so we need to restock. We have plenty of old books we can sell for cheap, plus some Tubberware and other nice storage containers. If I can sell my dad's old walker, I'll be really happy. It was a fancy, over $100 walker that he can't use anymore, and we're trying to sell it for $15. Someone must need a good condition fancy walker for $15.

Another draft of the synopsis has been printed off. I'm going through it now and trying to skim off at least two paragraphs worth to get it down to five pages, and changing around a word or two so that it reads better. Hopefully it won't need too many more revisions. The great thing about getting the synopsis done is that it'll be all ready to go for any other queries. I'll just need to write a new query letter each time.

Better get back to the thesauras and the red pen!

Went to a Reading Phillies game this evening. Before they started the post-game fireworks, what did they play on the jumbo-tron? A montage of great presidential speeches from FDR or JFK? Great moments in American history?

No.

They played Pres. Whitmore's speech from Independence Day.

Boo. Yah.

I feel so validated right now.

(I probably scared the people in the seats around me when I realized the clip they were going to play. They probably think no one should jump and cheer so much for a fictional president. Well...they're wrong.)

"In less than an hour, aircraft from here will join others from around the world. And you will be launching the largest aerial battle in the history of mankind.

Mankind.

That word should have new meaning for all of us today. We can't be consumed by our petty differences anymore. We will be united in our common interests. Perhaps it's fate that today is the Fourth of July, and you will once again be fighting for our freedom...

Not from tyranny, oppression, or persecution... but from annihilation. We are fighting for our right to live. To exist.

And should we win the day, the Fourth of July will no longer be known as an American holiday, but as the day the world declared in one voice:

We will not go quietly into the night! We will not vanish without a fight! We're going to live on! We're going to survive! Today we celebrate our Independence Day!"

-President Thomas J. Whitmore*


*Greatest Fictional American President. Ever. You want fight over it? Alright. Let me take advantage of my second amendment rights and go grab my gun! Except, erm, I don't have a gun and gun shops are scary. So, yeah. Is it unpatriotic of me to be watching BBC America right now?

Well, technically not here, since I'm at home, but there meaning work. A bittersweet day as I said goodbye to people, many of whom I probably won't see for awhile if ever again. When the next film starts, I'll be working with a few of them again, though the only one I know for certain is my good old friend, the UPC. (According to the powers that be, they're just waiting for the official green light before they can start hiring, which should be sometime in August.)

Anyway, back to this film. Awesome Boss really liked the notebook. I mean, she started crying after I gave it to her, so I'm assuming she liked it. She said, "Oh this is great! I can use it for the next film" to which I replied, "Yeah, that's what I was thinking," as she opened it up and saw that I had personalized it with the next film's title. And then she started crying. She really liked that it snapped shut, since she's always rubber band-ing shut her other one. And she liked how the line spacing was on the page, the one thing I hadn't taken into consideration when purchasing so phew, I lucked out on that one.

Of course, the swag at the end of a shoot helps to ease the pain. So far I've gotten one of the stunts crew t-shirts, a thick crew sweatshirt/jacket, a cool notebook from one of the producing partners that one of my coworker friends gave me since he forget to get me a Transformers t-shirt, and a leather bound copy of the script autographed by the director. There was a bit of a snafu with the regular crew t-shirts (as in, their distribution was mishandled and they ended up getting stolen at the wrap party), but UPC says he's got my back and as soon as the next bunch come in, he'll snag me one and mail it to me. No word on if there will be any baseball hats (there are almost always baseball hats), but if there are UPC will probably grab one of those for me, too.

So, as of this moment, I'm sort of in a weird place. I'm really going to miss Awesome Boss and some other people, and just working on the film in general and seeing random things set on fire as I walk past sets. But at the same time, I'm glad the long days are over and that I have about a month or so to refocus on my own writing and whatnot. The break will be nice, but there's so much I'm going to miss.

Right now I think I'll pack up all my work stuff and get my room organized, then see if I feel like going to Starbucks. I may just sit home and veg as I don't really feel like going out in public and I have plenty of movies I can watch. Yeah. That sounds like a better plan. I just don't think I'll be able to focus if I go try and write.

Took me two hours to get home from work because someone decided to drive recklessly and flip his tractor trailer over. I kept waiting for the moment traffic was going to let up but it. Never. Did. Now I'm just in an unnecessary bad mood and unmotivated to do anything. Only two more work days. Two more days of commuting. Two.

Video Assist to Awesome Boss: What time is that group coming?
Awesome Boss: Uhm...
Me: 10:30.
Video Assist: I need to get one of those.
Awesome Boss: It's a great thing to have.
Video Assist: Yeah. It always seems pretty useful.
Awesome Boss to Me: Are we referring to you as an 'it?"
Me: Yeah. Yeah, you are.

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Corporate Visitor: What's he doing?
Me: Oh, that's the camera loader. We're using actual film and it can't be exposed to light, so they have load and reload the camera in those special bags.
Corporate Visitor: Oh! Real film. Like in olden times?

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And the greatest...

I'm driving a local reporter home. My phone buzzes so I press the screen to make sure it's not an urgent text message. The reporter sees my phone screen.

Reporter: Is that Life on Mars?
Me: Wait. (car nearly screeches to halt) You know what that is?
Reporter: Yeah, I have it sitting at home. Haven't had time to watch it yet.
Me: It's amazing.
Reporter: I have Ashes to Ashes at home, too.
Me: You know what that is?!
(bit of conversation on my opinions of LoM and A2A, then...)
Reporter: I just finished watching the British State of Play. I liked that John Simm.
Me: You know him by name?!?!

I wrote about half of the synopsis, making sure to take Awesome Boss's words to heart. I'm cautiously optimistic that it's better, so far. I'm focusing on the main beats of the story and not little plot points, using more engaging words, and describing the atmosphere of my post-apocalyptic world better, in addition to remembering the humor. I think it's reading more like my style of writing which the other synopsis did not do. So, yeah. Going to type up what I've written so far before I head off to the movies and see if maybe I write a little more.

Speaking of Awesome Boss, I think I picked up the perfect notebook. I decided to get her a notebook since it's something she'll need (and hopefully use) for her next job. I wanted to get a nice one, but one that was also functional for her. I decided on an leather bound all black one. She'll be traveling to three different countries for her next job, so I wanted to get one that would be sturdy and lightweight, and big enough but not too big for her to carry around all day. This one has hard leather, not soft, so it'll be more durable, plus it's cover actually snaps completely shut and it has a built in place for a pen.

What I'm going to do on the inside cover is paste a little picture of her new film's title (based off a book, so I'll just use a picture of the original book jacket). I'm not a big arts and crafts person, but I'll try and make sure it doesn't look like crap.