Since I had walking pneumonia I had the opportunity to sit on the couch in a coma and watch a few movies for the second or third or fiftieth time. The movie, Troy, starring Brad Pitt was one of those movies I watched yet again. I often dream about a story that takes place in another world that has two heroes like Hector and Achilles fighting to the death over and over. I started creating that world,Trivarian, and really only know it has two moons and the sun gives off an orange coloring during the day. There is a civil war between two powers that want control over the small country of Uforia (yes, that's the way I spell it). The two men, Darfarus and I have absolutely no idea yet, end up dying at the hands of revenge. They end up in some sort of purgatory where they continue to fight due to their hatred for each other, and in this sort of underworld the battle never ends. I'm still playing with the end. I'm not sure if this story is going to be about "loving your enemies" like some radical dude over 2000 years ago tried to get us to understand. Or perhaps it's just about forgiveness. Or, maybe it will be a dark ending that leaves the reader with a cautionary tale about what could happen if you keep hate in your heart.
I'm still waiting for my manuscript back from the editor. I'm starting to get excited about looking at the story once again. I believe the time off will be good. I have recently purchased some ISBN numbers and a couple of bar codes. I've heard some writers state that you don't even need the numbers. I've read some articles on the Internet that say you truly can't live without them. I've been to my share of bookstores. It would seem as someone who's asking them to sell my product I should make that as easy as possible. Again, my father's voice rings in my head.
That is all for now. I wish each and every one of you a happy Thanksgiving. I can't believe Christmas is just around the corner. Until next time, God bless…
Another week has passed and I've been quite busy. It looks as if, Welcome to Utopia, the edit stage, will soon be completed and my turn to correct it will be at hand. I hope to have the manuscript back in time for me to work on it during the Thanksgiving break. By then my life will have slowed down to just a speeding rocket.
On the other writing front I have finished my first piece of short fiction and as you can see by my title entered into my first writing contest. I can't believe it took me all these years to take a shot at putting myself out there. I did do a mini-contest a few years back on a website called fanstory.com but it was a writing prompt that I quickly did and entered. I revised this piece a number of times and fretted over the title for what seemed like hours if not days. I finally titled it, "Curveball," my wife agreed that was a perfect name. Malia, however, wanted me to steal the title, "For the Love of the Game," but I admire Michael Sharra too much to do so. FYI - his book, The Killer Angels, is a classic - and the book of, For the Love of the Game, is better than the movie. Although I have to admit I'm a sucker for those chick flicks that mix in a good dose of sport.
So as I get ready to open up a Word document and begin writing yet another short story I have in mind (actually, revising an old one) the lesson for today to all you writers out there is - just keep writing...
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I certainly wouldn't want to meet this guy in a dark alley (or be chased by him in a hedge maze). On Halloween I watched the movie, The Shinning. It had been about thirty years ago since I last watched it. I figured since my wife is out of town (she's not fond of scary movies... in fact, she got scared watching the COMEDY, This is the End. Yes, I said comedy), and I'm just about finished reading the novel for the second time (once again, thirty years), I would watch this movie. I actually bought the bluray version, sent to me in two days, AND was able to download it to watch right away all for $7.99. That includes shipping. I love Amazon (and the free market where it actually still exists!).
As some of my professor's will attest to there is nothing I like doing more than comparing a movie to the book.
I like the movie and still felt the tension and terror that Stanley Kubrick was so good at. Jack Nicholson was brilliant. His interpretation of Jack Torrance is downright scary. We all know this man plays crazy better than anyone but this was an entirely different kind of crazy. He brings us a man who slowly is going insane. Some of how he gives us a taste of the change going on as the movie progresses is true artwork. Rumor has it that Kubrick did take after take after take after... you get the idea to get what he wanted out of each scene and every actor in those scenes. Whatever happened the final product did its job... it scared the you-know-what out of moviegoers.
Now the book. I was probably too young to really "see" some of the subtle differences in the movie and the book. Certainly the chapters dedicated to the wasps (very tense in the book), and the true reason this family has no choice but to try and put their lives together literally "locked in" for the winter, AND how the little boy really does have this power the old black man calls "the shinning" are easy to see. But what's missing in the movie is how it is the hotel itself that wants this family. Nicholson plays a guy we really don't like (but can't keep our eyes off of) who goes crazy because of cabin fever. The really creepy part in the book is that the force coming from the actual hotel and it's "past guests" are slowly turning Jack Torrance into a man who never would have been. Some of his past mistakes that are so brilliantly brought forth by King in the novel let the reader sympathize with Torrance and hope that he doesn't do what the hotel is urging him to do... kill his wife and kid. King appears to be just writing along giving us the thoughts of Jack absent of malice when suddenly, and effectively, we are exposed to just a fleeting moment of murder. He really is the king (no pun intended) of horror.
Both the movie and book are worth every minute I spent with them. Obviously it just isn't possible to bring the horror of the book to the big screen in the same fashion. I read that a TV movie was made that aligned with the book but never had the power to scare like Kubrick's version did. I respect both of these artists and authors (Kubrick wrote the screenplay) for their brilliance. Some of my students keep telling me all the "ideas" are taken. That there's no reason to write because nothing is original anymore. I always tell them that the stolen ideas usually create the most original, thought provoking, and brilliant writing around. The writer of Fight Club said he stole the idea from The Great Gatsby.
Just look at how different Kubrick interpreted a book like The Shinning. The movie scared people and kept them coming back for more. The true resemblance was only found in the names of the characters and the hotel. And one major thing happened... it worked!
Until next week... God Bless!
Anthony D. Flores loves to spend his summers writing fiction. His strong Christian faith and love for this great country find its way into his fiction. His work is also available on Amazon by Clicking Here.