Don’t Panic

I have transferred my site to a new host. The content came with me, but the template did not. So I’ve found a new one that I’m slowly adapting to suit my needs.

Older posts may have pictures and/or links that no longer work. I apologize for the inconvenience. I’ll at least make sure the standing pages have working pictures and links. My pepperwords e-mail addresses are up and running, so you can use them now to reach me, same as ever.

The Good and the Bad

The good news I got this week: Three of my scripts made it through the preliminary round of the Creative World Awards. 20 August under Drama, St. Peter in Chains under Short Screenplays, and Sherlock: “A Society of Martlets” under Television (Existing 1 Hour Drama, even though Sherlock is 90 minutes). These are all the scripts I submitted, and I sent them at different times, which is why two are under one name and the other under another. Ugh. I can’t keep track of myself any more.

There are lots of hurdles yet to jump in this competition, however: quarterfinals, semi-finals, and finals. Only after all those will winners be announced. But I’m happy to have made at least one cut—and with all three scripts no less, when I honestly only hoped at least one might get through. Still, I’d be pretty happy to continue advancing . . . Quarterfinalists will be listed next week.

Also, there’s a chance a major producer might be interested in the St. Peter in Chains script, once I’ve finished doing the full-length draft. The one drawback being they think it’s a little slow and “needs more action.” Oh dear. I’ve stumbled into the Hollywood machinery. I’m willing to compromise to some extent, but I don’t know if I’m much of an action writer. Haven’t really tried it yet. Anyway, I need to focus on finishing the draft before going back to tinker with action and pacing.

And now the bad news. I was supposed to hear from Sundance about whether 20 August had made the second round of their Screenwriters Lab “no later than August 16.” But I didn’t. And then someone at AFF mentioned that an e-mail they’d tried to send me had bounced back to them. Huh. So I began to worry that the Sundance e-mail might have bounced, too. I e-mailed Sundance to ask them, but didn’t hear back. So this morning I called my e-mail and web hosting service, and sure enough, they found the Sundance e-mail in the spam filter.

Now let me explain the backward way this hosting service works. (By which I mean it doesn’t work at all.) Instead of giving ME access to my spam, so that I can see if/when stuff accidentally gets filtered when it shouldn’t, they have a net THEY create that catches spam and automatically deletes it, ostensibly saving me the hassle and saving their servers from any malicious intent. So while they were able to see that an e-mail had come from Sundance (which they had marked with a “high spam content score” even though I’d never blocked them), it had been immediately deleted when the server/program decided it was spam. It could not be retrieved. “You’ll have to e-mail the sender and ask them to re-send,” I was told. “And we’ll put them on the list of safe senders for you.”

Really, Assholes? YOU decide what I can and can’t receive? And then, when YOU fuck up, there is no recourse for me except to go begging the sender for a redo? I am livid. And will be changing my site host and e-mail service. So if this site goes down for a little while, please be patient while we relocate it. And use my gmail for any correspondence until I have new mailboxes set up. Thanks.

Meanwhile, I wait on Sundance to hopefully re-send the e-mail. Good news or bad, I just want to know.

Gone but Not Forgotten

I’m flying out early tomorrow morning—too early, car is coming at 4:00 a.m.—which means today I am packing and going off to have my hair done. (I like to keep people guessing what color it will be next.)

I will try to do some updating while I’m away, but it’s more likely Sherlock will have things to say about our outings. Be sure to check in with him and/or follow his Twitter, since he’ll be keeping people informed of our whereabouts. (I’ve had people recognize me while out taking pictures with Sherl; they’ve even come and asked to have their pictures taken with him, which is kind of awful since it only inflates his ego.)

And don’t completely disappear on me! On Thursday the 27th, follow me over to A Faraway View, where Arlee Bird has so kindly agreed to have me as a guest. And come back here on the 29th for an announcement about free copies of one of my books!

Potpourri: Scripts, Reviews & Dreams

A kind of hodgepodge for the end of the week as things have been a tad chaotic. I continue to pick away at St. Peter at the Gate, hoping to finish it before I leave for London, but that’s less than two weeks away now!

Meanwhile, I’m excited to announce that a studio has requested to read my 20 August script with an eye to possibly producing it. They told me I’d know one way or another by the end of August. Either way, they’ll provide some feedback on the script, and that’s always good.

And I wanted to share a bit of some of the reviews for The K-Pro:

“Books mixing mythological characters and the contemporary world are quite popular if occasionally annoying for their excesses. This novel has it RIGHT. It has just enough of the mythological world to carry the plot to a satisfying conclusion and just enough underlying plot to mesh well with the modern world.”

“I read this in one sitting, too enthralled to put it down. The epilogue almost killed me, please write more in this world.”

(And no, I don’t know these reviewers.) I’m glad to say that I do have ideas for more K-Pro stories, so there are likely to be more in the series.

Finally, as a fun sideline I’ve started a little dream analysis site. Nothing major, and I’ve only had a couple people send things so far, but dreams have always interested me. Mine are so vivid, and I just can’t wrap my brain around the idea some people don’t even remember their dreams because I almost always remember mine. In fact, I feel disconcerted when I forget them, which happens mostly when I don’t have the luxury to wake slowly and naturally and go over the dream in my mind prior to starting my day. I’ve been analyzing dreams almost as long as I’ve been having them, and my friends and family often come to me to better understand their dreams. Then one friend asked why I don’t do this for a broader audience. Well, Sculpted Dreams is just that—me doing dream analysis for anyone who sends me an e-mail. (Note: I may edit your e-mail and/or fix any spelling and punctuation; the editor in me doesn’t let up.)