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Year of the Dog

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In honor of the season, here are my New Year’s Resolutions listed in order of importance:

  1. Finish writing/editing The Mechanic
  2. Only refer to LL Cool J by his full name, Ladies Love Cool James
  3. Find a new job
  4. Go on a date with Saorise Ronan
  5. Go to more movies

What else is new besides my calendar? For starters, all 8 season of Psych are now streaming on Amazon Prime. If you’re not familiar with the antics of Shawn and Gus, a fake psychic and his pharmaceutical-selling best friend, they are my favorite re-imagining of Sherlock Holmes and Watson. Instead of being addicted to heroin, Shawn’s a compulsive liar with father issues, Gus is his handsomely neurotic partner, and they both love snacks. Below is a clip of the two of them doing their thing as a pair of superfly dudes from the 70s:
This makes more sense in context. Sort of.
I did start writing that screenplay I mentioned a while back. I wrote a handful of scenes, realized the narrative stakes were extremely low, and as of last week starting writing new stuff for The Mechanic. I haven’t given up on the screenplay, and while I’m not promising to eventually finish it, I will definitely go back to it at some point.

It has also come to my attention some of you thought I was being metaphorical about sticking The Mechanic‘s first draft in my freezer when I was being quite literal. I never joke about the contents of my freezer, as that is where most of my food comes from. The manuscript will stay there until I run out of ideas for stuff that should’ve been included in the first draft, or when I summon the requisite chutzpah to look on my works and despair, whichever comes first.
We’re in the thick of the awards season, and both The Shape of Water and Lady Bird are incredible films (as is the new Star Wars!). There are plenty of other contenders I haven’t seen, but if you’re into anthropomorphized fish dudes who fall in love, definitely check out William of the Bull’s latest work; anyone with a beating heart will love Lady Bird, which I sincerely hope wins best picture even though the Oscars are a farce.
Until next month,

Evan